7/21/10- An earthquake woke me up today.

Yes, there was an earthquake in Japan this morning. I'm still not sure exactly where the center of the earthquake was, but it must have been pretty far from Kyoto because it was kind of weak. It happened around 6am, and all I remember was the house was moving slowly. I knew it was an earthquake, but since I'm so used to earthquakes I just laid there and expected it to get bigger. It stopped after a few seconds, so I just looked at my clock and went back to bed for another 2 hours.

I led this morning's Bible study on John 8:1-11. This is actually my favorite passage from the Bible, and you know who taught it to me? That's right, Wayne Katayama (I guess I have learned something from him). It was a really blessed time, and the Holy Spirit was moving throughout the meeting. I think I'm getting more comfortable in leading large group discussions, which is so awesome because that's one of my worst fears. I actually enjoyed preparing for the Bible Study, which is shocking because I thought that I would hate it. Of course I need more guidance and knowledge in the Bible, but God has provided me with people who can teach me those things.

Today was especially hot! I think it hit about 90 degrees with the humidity. I decided not to take my backpack because I knew my back would just get drenched with sweat. It was actually refreshing not having to carry my backpack around, but there were some times where I freaked out because I thought I lost it. Anyways, campus time was especially sad for me today because today was the last day that I could meet with Moto. We met up around 3pm and went to an Italian cafe to get some parfait. I knew that Moto wasn't too open to hearing the Gospel, so I didn't want to force it upon him. Instead, we just talked about life and deep things. He told me that he really likes talking with me because it gives him the opportunity to practice his English, but more importantly because he enjoys just hanging out with me. I almost choked up when he said that. When he had to get going, I was able to take a picture with him. Even though I didn't get to meet up with him as much as I wanted, it was still hard for me to say bye to him. I pray that God will soften his heart and that one day he'll be open to hearing the Gospel. Here's a picture of us (sorry I look so sweaty, it felt like it was 24857234897 degrees)