Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Debbie's Sorrow for Japan

Dear Amy,
            I have a new baby boy grand son, Max Stillman Taylor, son of David and Manya. They are well and he is a doll. I love the sound of a new born baby. I look forward to the day I can hold him. I am so grateful for technology and being able to see him on Skype.
            I wanted to share a few things with you but maybe you won't want to share on the blog.
            This past few days has been very hard for me. I miss you all. I feel such sorrow form the people of Japan. It is like they are calling from the water and ground. I grieve. One in Japan mission was shut down and the missionaries have been reassigned to other missions in Japan.
Even though there could be such hard feelings towards Japan because of World War II, the people are praying in every church,and  in public meetings. The news coverage is like 9/11 in the US. Japan says that the devastation, loss, and destruction is so much worse than Wold War II. 
            Today, I went to the temple with the elders and sisters for a second time at 6:15. As we walked up the stairs the Sun was shining through the window in all it's glory. Amazing! I hope I can get a picture on another day. I have never seen people more happy and grateful to be able to go to the temple. Most of them are the only members of their family who have been. They seem so mature concerning the ordinances. They build my testimony.
            I met a older sister missionary and her companion from Utah who had been called to serve in Malaysia, and had traveled all the way to the Philippines to escort a family from Malaysia to the temple. What a story of faith and commitment.
The other day one of the Seventies shared about a sister Who gets up at 4:00 am to walk with her child  to church and be there at 6:00 am meetings. I have a hard time getting up at 6 :00am. 
            I am constantly amazed at the division between those who have and have not; but especially the people who walk out of their corrugated roof shanties clean, pressed and dressed to the max, with bright eyes and smiling faces. 
            I have so much to learn.
            Well, I love you and put everyone's name in the temple. I hope you are feeling the Lord's blessings. 
Love, me

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