Divine Intervention

This past week was EXHAUSTING! Started out pday when my companion and I got our death calls! A death call is basically when the Assistants call you and ask when you're going home, because we can usually choose between two different dates. Our choices were December 5th, or January 15th. Because of school we both chose December 5th. IT WAS SO WEIRD TALKING ABOUT GOING HOME! I still feel like I just got here. Yeesh. This past week we feel like Heavenly Father was really trying to direct us and take care of us because there were a lot of plans that didn't work out at all like we thought they would. Things varying from an unexpected flat bike tire, to a stolen helmet. My stolen helmet to be exact. It wasn't a big deal except that we were like a 40 minute bike ride away from home, had JUST BARELY had a training about bike safety, therefore biking without a helmet was out of the question, and it was like 3:00 in the blazing hot Okinawa sun. The real question here is who in the world would steal one of those unattractive white helmets? No one in Okinawa even rides bikes, and anyone that does NEVER wears a helmet. Thus, I am convinced God just translated it or something because we ended up calling the senior couple in our area to come and get us so we didn't have to walk home for 2.5 hours and possibly die of heat stroke. The weird thing is, we kept having little adjustments in our daily plans like that all throughout the week, and even though we didn't immediately recognize the reasons for them, or see crazy big miracles right after, we got to the end of the week and realized we had had one of the best weeks of the transfer by far in terms of new investigators found, and lessons taught. Moral of the story, God is in charge here. Not us. This is HIS work, and HE will make sure that whatever needs to happen will happen. Our role is just be willing to follow promptings, take things as they come, and leave the rest up to Him! One last funny miracle of the day. We were in a fairly American area the other day housing and we kept on running into American men married to Japanese women. (It's EXTERMELY common here.) And while noticing this trend, I thought aloud to my companion "Some day I just REALLY want to see an American Woman married to a Japanese man. I've NEVER seen it before!" And we went on our way housing. The VERY last door we knocked on that night was a cute little black girl from Florida who was here with the military and she was married to a JAPANESE MAN!!!!! It made my day :) Best miracle of the week by far. Tender mercies and miracles are happening each and every day here in Okinawa Japan! Hope you are all enjoying your Summer and staying cool! Just to give you an idea of how much we sweat, I drink about 4-5 liters of water every day in order to stay hydrated. Its good fun. Don't forget to pray for us missionaries and those we are teaching! Thanks for the love and support! Sister Wells