This is the beautiful guest house where we stayed last night in Misawa City. The nice lady, sorry no photo, likes to receive Christians as she desires people to not smoke or drink while staying there.
We were invited to meet Junko’s mother, a very jolly lady who enjoyed our visit immensely, serving us tea, coffee and snacks. Junko had us worship with her; it was a privilege to share in her desire to see God honored in her house.
A couple more hours of driving saw us arrive at Aomori station. These times of praying for the prefecture from the station at the centre of the capital city have also been times of receiving direction and understanding for the future work of YWAM in Tohoku. Looking forward to seeing the answers to these prayers in the not too distant future.
Fortunately Amori is a very civilized city and there was a Starbucks coffee shop right there in the station. This proved a necessary part of preparing and fortifying me for the long drive to the most northern point of the main island of Japan, Omazaki. This is also of course the most northern point of the Tohoku area, too. I found and inherited a hat that was on the ground and as there was no one around looking for it and it was about to rain heavily, I am giving this hat a new lease of life.
Like I said it was cold and beginning to rain so there was no friendly person to ask to take a team photo. We were supposed to be able to see Hokkaido from here but the inclement weather made that impossible. We did pray for tje Tohoku region and all that we had learned from this trip but also prayed for Greg & Rachael and the future work up in Hokkaido.
After our prayer time we celebrated Communion together in the car asking that The Lamb would receive the full reward for his sufferings in the Tohoku region.
I had promised Samuel who lives in Hokkaido that I would wave to him from this point. As we could not actually see Hokkaido today, I had to face time him instead. I love technology!!!!
Mosese is from Fiji; he joined our team in Tokyo just three months ago and has already developed a heart for Tohoku. He is an interesting brother and brings lots of joy and laughter every day.
On our trip back to Misawa we drove up to the temple on Mount Osore, which translates to Mountain of Fear. It is one of the three most sacred places in all of Japan and is supposed to be the gateway to hell.
They have blind mediums here who are supposedly able to bring you a message from a deceased person in the voice of that person. There was no one there to actually try it out, so we were not able to confirm that possibility.
This place was not on our original schedule but due to information we received on the way as to its spiritual significance in the nation of Japan, we made the slight detour necessary to intercede and pray here, too. The daylight was just enough to take these three pictures. Still raining though.
When we back at Misawa, having been on the road for over twelve hours, we thankfully found a hot spring to soak in and relax. Unfortunately, this meant that the grocery store was already closed and we were all starving! Especially Mosese!!!!!
Thanks to to the Internet we were able to locate a local convenience store not too far away but on the way we found a sushi store that was still open for half an hour. YESSSSSSSSSSSS. Perfect end to the day, I say.
When I got home I attempted to write this blog but no way. I was exhausted and just went to sleep. I am typing this in the van on the way to Akita, our third and final prefecture in Northern Japan. Don’t worry, I am not driving…Gary is…..