Merry Christmas!

Its going to be a short one because P-day today has been a little bit crazy. Some of the events of the week: 1. I ate sushi for the very first time in Japan this week. Weird right? Usually back in Utah I have like sushi like once a month and now that I actually live in Japan I didn't even try it for nearly 4 months. Anyway, it's way better in Japan. And they have things on the menu like Octopus brain. Pretty legit. 2. One of our English Class Students and I were conversing after English class this past week when she asked me "So does this church have a worship service?" Of course I told her we do and when it was and she totally came and brought one of her friends to church on Sunday and they thought it was just great! We're meeting with them both tomorrow to teach them more about it! 3. We ate dinner at some other English Class Student's house with their family who just happen to be super musically talented and own a BABY GRAND PIANO! This might not sound all that exciting, but it is the first time I've played a non-electric piano since coming to Nagasaki nearly 4 months ago. Our church just has an organ and then little electric keyboards. And no one in Japan ever has a real piano in their house because Japan houses simply don't have enough room! (Everything in Japan is smaller, the buildings, the food portions, the clothes, the people.... you start to feel like a little bit of a giant after a while) I was able to play it for just a moment, but it made my whole week. 4. And now for the biggest miracle of the week! But I have to back up about 3 weeks ago. So at the beginning of this transfer, we went and did service at one of our member's houses that just had a baby. We wore P-day clothes, but then we packed our missionary clothes and changed afterwards to go finding. Part of my P-day clothing outfit was my purple Nike running shoes that I had to stuff into my bag when we changed and had to carry them around with me. Quite the pain. When we returned home that night, I discovered that I had come home with only 1 purple Nike. We made phone calls, checked the church, and searched around until realizing it was probably just wandering around Nagasaki somewhere not likely to be found again. Eddy Shimai, was determined however, and told us that her transfer goal was going to be to find my missing shoes. Fast forward to this past Friday, where I'm at the church waiting for our Christmas program practice to begin and in walks Eddy Shimai telling us that the biggest miracle just happened. I'm expecting a new investigator, a reactivation, a package from home, someone wants to get baptized, or something along those lines. Instead, Eddy Shimai pulls out MY PURPLE NIKE SHOE from her bag. Apparently they were walking along the streets of Nagasaki earlier that day when Eddy Shimai spotted something purple out of the corner of her eye on top of a mailbox. After further inspection, she shouted for joy, grabbed the shoe, and ignored the strange looks of all the Japanese people wondering why this American girl is screaming and stealing a purple shoe from the top of a mailbox. Moral of the story is, Set goals everyone. No matter how impossible they may seem, you can always achieve your goals! Ok, so that's not really the moral of the story, but that truly was probably one of the most remarkable things I've ever witnessed. MIRACLES STILL CONTINUE TODAY MY FRIENDS! Love you all, I have no time for pictures or more stories but have a Merry Christmas and keep up the prayers!