April 13, 2014 Week 64 “It’s Like I Never Left â¤ï¸ðŸŒ”

Good morning everyone!! So today is a bit of a rushed Pday because wehave lots and lots to do. We had transfer calls this morning, and
yours truly will be leaving Tsukuba. But you’ll never guess where I’m
going….. Back to Oizumi!!! In all honesty, I knew I would go back.
The President of our mission has been hinting at it the last few
times I’ve seen him, but I didn’t want to jinx it by saying something,
or get my hopes up and then not go. So yeah!! 7 of my 11 transfers in
the Japan Tokyo Mission will have been in an area speaking.
Portuguese. Pretty sure that’s the most unique mission experience I
could ever have.

This week was pretty great in Tsukuba. I don’t have a ton of time
because I have lots of packing to do, so I’ll give you the really
quick version. Sorry fam.

We went on our last set of exchanges this week! Yay, finally over.
Won’t lie I’m tired haha. I worked with Sister Ellis here in Tsukuba,
and we met some really fun people on the street. In the end, our
appointments canceled, so that was kind of a bummer, but we still had
a great time talking to people on the street.

And basically everyday this week was spent finding. My favorite
activity. You really do find some awesome people and see great
miracles though. Like Sally. We went to try and visit a Brasilian woman that we had found, but when we got to the house, we found out
that she had gone back to Brasil, and now Sally is living there. She
is from the Philippines. Cool right? She was really willing to listen
to what we had to say, and she even accepted a copy of the Book of
Mormon. Communication however is a little hard, because her Japanese
and English are a little limited. And I don’t speak Tagalog.

But the coolest miracle ever was Sunday night. We were way exhausted, but we decided we were going to keep going until the night was over.
We rode our bikes about 15 minutes away from the church and started
knocking on doors. Pretty much everyone told us to go away, and that
they weren’t interested. And then we got to a little house and debated
ringing the doorbell or not because it was kind of creepy looking.
Plus it’s pitch black outside and there aren’t really street lights
near the rice fields. Anyways, we ring the doorbell, and a light turns
on, and a woman peeks out, looks at us, and says, 宣教師? (missionaries?)
I then get super excited and think we have found some long lost golden
investigator. We talk to her for a while, and find out that this woman
is actually a member in our ward, but has been less active for a little while. After realizing that I didn’t feel as bad for not recognizing her. She welcomed us into her home, and we sat down and shared a short message with her and her daughter, who is 18. It was a
great lesson, and the mother really felt the spirit. Afterwards she walked with us back to our bikes and told us that she had been praying a lot for her daughter recently, and for their family. She knew they needed to bring God back into their lives somehow, she just wasn’t sure how to do it yet. She couldn’t stop thanking us, and really told us that we were guided to her home. That’s the best feeling ever, just
knowing you were the answer to someone’s prayer.

I finally got to watch conference this weekend. I still haven’t quite
picked a favorite, but I’ll let you know when I figure it out 🙂

I love you all so much! I promise to send a better email next week!
I love you more than all the rice in Japan! 😊❤️🍚

Sister Hunsaker

Random pictures while waiting for transfer calls…

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