This last week has been one of the most exhausting weeks for me my entire mission. In one weeks time, from Monday to Monday, we went on splits 4 times. All 4 of the missionaries I went with were new missionaries, haha. The only day that I was not on splits was on Sunday, 'cause we had church. It was incredibly exhausting, but with splits comes miracles and we had a huge miracle this last week.
On Friday, we got an email from the mission office saying that we got a referral from
Mormon.org. We got the name, address, and phone number of a man named Andris Zapata. We didn't have time to visit him that night because we had a lesson that went long with Mukaiyama, but we looked up his address and he lives like less than a 30 second walk away from our house. The next day we went over to his house. When we went over, he wasn't home, but his wife was and we were able to meet her. We left our phone number with her and that night Andris called us up. He told us that he has been wanting to come to church for a while, but couldn't remember where the church was. We agreed to meet up at the station Sunday morning and walk to the church.
He showed up at the station the next morning and we attended church together. Andris is from Columbia and he moved to Japan about 13 years ago. He was born Catholic but has some Mormon friends and knows a little bit about the church. He moved to Japan, got married, and has one 7 yr. old boy. Ever since he moved to Japan he has strongly adopted the Japanese working culture, after work he would meet up with his buddies and go out drinking every night. He has been doing this for a while, but one day it really hit him how guilty he felt about always going out drinking and leaving his wife home with his boy. He came home one night and saw how sad his kid was cause he had been waiting a long time for him to come home and he knew that he needed to change his life. He remembered how happy he was at church with his family in Columbia and decided that he needed to come back to church. The next day, before he ate breakfast, he said a simple prayer of thanks over the food and his little boy walked in on him offering the prayer. The boy asked him what he was doing and he told him that he was praying to God. The boy then went and grabbed a little snack and sat down and starting praying silently over the snack. Andris saw this and was deeply moved and felt that he needed to teach his boy about Christ. He then went to YouTube and pulled up a video on the life of Christ and sat down and watched it with his boy. During the part where they crucified and buried Christ, he felt little tear drops on his hand. He looked down and saw that his son was crying and asked him why they did those things to Christ. Andris was even more moved by this and felt an even stronger conviction that his son needs to learn about Christ. He then thought about who could teach his son, who could help him learn about Christ. That's when he remembered our church and went to
Mormon.org and asked for the missionaries to come over.
Andris had an amazing time at church. He shared his testimony of Christ with everyone, absolutely loved the Primary, had a great gospel principles lesson with him in which he shared all the defined moments he has had in the past concerning his son and wanting to come back to church. We gave him a BOM in Spanish and he started reading it. But that's not the best part! The best part is that we live at the Stake President's house. Andris lives less than 30 seconds away from where we live. He and the Stake President's wife hit it off very very well at church (Andris practically fellowshipped the entire ward himself), and they have children the same age.
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