Miyako

Dear Phyllis,

In post-war Japan Japanese dentist had the reputation of being the worst in the world. Horror stories of Japanese dentist were blood chilling. There was only one gaijin (foreign) dentist that I knew of in Japan, Dr. Besford in Tokyo, that everybody went to. But there was also a lady dentist who had a summer office in Karuizawa and was popular with missionaries. The year we were married Rosemary went to her for some very expensive dental work. When I asked Dr. Yamamoto the price she told me $10. (It was literally more like a $1,000.) I was stunned and asked, “Is there anything I can do for you?” That was one of the pivotal remarks of my life. Takako (Dr. Yamamoto) had just inherited some very expensive property from an aunt and planned to build a house on it. I offered to build the house for her for free, which turned out to be one of the best jobs I ever did in my life.

Through that house Takako and I developed a most unusual relationship. There was nothing remotely romantic in our relationship but she was easily one of the best friends I have ever had.. Takako trusted me explicitly. She gave me a substantial amount of money and went to the states for the summer. For three months I built the house in her absence, that was a resounding success. I built a basement under it and put in US central heating. Insulation was unknown in Japan and I built that house like a thermos bottle. The weather in Karuizawa is the same as Hokkaido and frozen pipes were a way of life. I didn't know one house in town that didn't have frozen pipe every night. Takako's house was the only house I knew of with a basement and she never had one frozen pipe. When everyone else in town looked like Eskimos she was living her house in a short sleeve dress.

But more than the house it was my relationship with Takako that was so epic. She had just been saved the year before we met and I became her closest confident. I was the director of the missionary Japanese language school and every morning I would go to the language school to get thing stated and then go to Takako's house for breakfast. Then we would sit at the table for two hours that was just like being in a Bible school. She was a rare high quality lady and became perhaps the number one lady Christian in Japan. She was well known for being the most popular Christian lady conference speaker in the country. I could write a book about the amazing testimonies that characterized her life, but the other morning the Lord reminded me of one incident that I want to share today.

Among her many contacts one unusual lady was Miyako. Miyako had been a first-class bum. She came from a middle class family and had been married to a very fine upper middle class man. She had an excellent marriage, but she was an ally cat running around with many different men. She had a fine four year old son but he was a jama (in the way) to her loose life, so she put him up for adoption to a family in America.. I mean you can't get much worse than that. She was as bad as low-life gets. But then one day Takako led her to Christ. Miyako was just like the woman who washed Jesus' feet with her tears. Jesus said, “She who is forgiven much loveth much. (Lk. 7:47). Miyako was the greatest example of that that I have ever seen. Of the hundreds of people that I have known over the years I have never met anyone who has come close to her in devotion, , gratefulness, and love for Jesus. Miyako had been married several times but was single when she got saved. Takako took her in and introduced her to me to be the secretary of the language school. She was a cracker-jack, They just don't come any better than that girl. She was meticulous to an extreme and would sit up all night trying to find the error if the books were 10 cents off. There are no superlatives that I can use to describe that sister. There is only one word that comes close, and that would be SERVANT. She was the prototype of all servants. There wasn't one molecule in her of self-serving, and her entire life was a single passion to serve others. Fortunately, in my case, that was serving me.

Miyako's best friend in the language school was Yumi chan. Yumi was a fine, dedicated, Christian, but, like all girls, she was interested in getting married. One day Yumi noticed an ad in the Christian shimbun (newspaper) of a Christian man who was looking for a Christian wife. There was a telephone number, and, out of curiosity, she called that number. The man seemed fairly decent but was too old for her. But Miyako was in her 40s and might be interested. At Yumi chan's suggestion Miyako took a shot and sent the man a letter. He later said of the 30 sum responses that he had from his ad in the newspaper Miyako's letter impressed him the most. Letters started being exchanged between them. Then one day he asked her to come to his church for a direct meeting and to meet his pastor. That turned out quite successful, and the next step would be for him to come to Karuizawa to meet me. I knew nothing about this until Miyako told me that she had a marriage hanashi (talk, prospect) going and wanted me to check him out. When he came to Karuizawa I was reasonably impressed. He was a pretty rough bird and had a bad back ground, but he seemed to be properly saved and seriously following the Lord. I gave him a thumbs up approval. The night of the final meeting was a classic. Kozumi was straight forward and told Miyako, “Before you tell me whether or not you will marry me I want to be honest and tell you I have a serious illness and do not have long to live.” Miyako's response beat anything I have ever heard. She said, “What I was actually looking for was a blind man, or someone disabled that I could serve. If you are going to die, that is fine, I will be your wife and take care of you.” When Miyako told me that I was blown away. They asked me to marry them and the date was May 1^st just before we were scheduled to return to the states for furlough. I won't marry anyone without having three sessions of indepth consoling about the marriage vows.

The wedding was set for Sunday. He was supposed to come up on Saturday so we could have a long talk about the marriage commitment and a rehearsal. Saturday was Golden Week national rush traffic jam and a 4 hour trip turned out to be 14 hours, and he didn't get to Karuizawa until midnight. He hadn't eaten all day, so while he was having supper at our house I was talking to him about the wedding vows. In passing I asked him, “Will you promise that you will never hit Miyako?”. Stunningly he said, “No”. I asked Miyako, “What will you do if you get clubbed?” “I don't know. I have never been hit.” It was midnight and we were at an impasse. He wouldn't promise not to slug her and it was my call whether or not to have the wedding. Miyako was totally devoted to me and would do exactly what I said. Kozumi would promise to do everything else the Bible says a husband should do but he would not promise not to strike her. On the grounds that the Bible does not say, “Thou shalt not deck your wife” I decided to overlook that one problem and go ahead with the wedding. It was fantastic. And we went to the states a few weeks later.

The war started out at the elevator in the hotel when she got on before him. He was a rough one. She got clobbered repeatedly. After three months Miyako had had her fill and came back to Karuizawa. We weren't there so she came back to see Takako. After telling Takako the lamentable account of terrible abuse, Takako faced her and said, “You call yourself a Christian and can come here to bad-mouth your husband like that!”. Miyako burst into tears, repented, and went back to be a faithful wife for the next 15 months, when she lovingly put him in the grave.

Several years passed. Miraculously, her first husband was wonderfully saved, they were remarried, and today they are the happiest elderly Christian couple you will ever see joyously serving the Lord.

Can you top a story like that? Oh Jesus is fantastic!

                             bill

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Dear Phyllis,

In post-war Japan Japanese dentist had the reputation of being the worst in the world. Horror stories of Japanese dentist were blood chilling. There was only one gaijin (foreign) dentist that I knew of in Japan, Dr. Besford in Tokyo, that everybody went to. But there was also a lady dentist who had a summer office in Karuizawa and was popular with missionaries. The year we were married Rosemary went to her for some very expensive dental work. When I asked Dr. Yamamoto the price she told me $10. (It was literally more like a $1,000.) I was stunned and asked, “Is there anything I can do for you?” That was one of the pivotal remarks of my life. Takako (Dr. Yamamoto) had just inherited some very expensive property from an aunt and planned to build a house on it. I offered to build the house for her for free, which turned out to be one of the best jobs I ever did in my life.

Through that house Takako and I developed a most unusual relationship. There was nothing remotely romantic in our relationship but she was easily one of the best friends I have ever had.. Takako trusted me explicitly. She gave me a substantial amount of money and went to the states for the summer. For three months I built the house in her absence, that was a resounding success. I built a basement under it and put in US central heating. Insulation was unknown in Japan and I built that house like a thermos bottle. The weather in Karuizawa is the same as Hokkaido and frozen pipes were a way of life. I didn't know one house in town that didn't have frozen pipe every night. Takako's house was the only house I knew of with a basement and she never had one frozen pipe. When everyone else in town looked like Eskimos she was living her house in a short sleeve dress.

But more than the house it was my relationship with Takako that was so epic. She had just been saved the year before we met and I became her closest confident. I was the director of the missionary Japanese language school and every morning I would go to the language school to get thing stated and then go to Takako's house for breakfast. Then we would sit at the table for two hours that was just like being in a Bible school. She was a rare high quality lady and became perhaps the number one lady Christian in Japan. She was well known for being the most popular Christian lady conference speaker in the country. I could write a book about the amazing testimonies that characterized her life, but the other morning the Lord reminded me of one incident that I want to share today.

Among her many contacts one unusual lady was Miyako. Miyako had been a first-class bum. She came from a middle class family and had been married to a very fine upper middle class man. She had an excellent marriage, but she was an ally cat running around with many different men. She had a fine four year old son but he was a jama (in the way) to her loose life, so she put him up for adoption to a family in America.. I mean you can't get much worse than that. She was as bad as low-life gets. But then one day Takako led her to Christ. Miyako was just like the woman who washed Jesus' feet with her tears. Jesus said, “She who is forgiven much loveth much. (Lk. 7:47). Miyako was the greatest example of that that I have ever seen. Of the hundreds of people that I have known over the years I have never met anyone who has come close to her in devotion, , gratefulness, and love for Jesus. Miyako had been married several times but was single when she got saved. Takako took her in and introduced her to me to be the secretary of the language school. She was a cracker-jack, They just don't come any better than that girl. She was meticulous to an extreme and would sit up all night trying to find the error if the books were 10 cents off. There are no superlatives that I can use to describe that sister. There is only one word that comes close, and that would be SERVANT. She was the prototype of all servants. There wasn't one molecule in her of self-serving, and her entire life was a single passion to serve others. Fortunately, in my case, that was serving me.

Miyako's best friend in the language school was Yumi chan. Yumi was a fine, dedicated, Christian, but, like all girls, she was interested in getting married. One day Yumi noticed an ad in the Christian shimbun (newspaper) of a Christian man who was looking for a Christian wife. There was a telephone number, and, out of curiosity, she called that number. The man seemed fairly decent but was too old for her. But Miyako was in her 40s and might be interested. At Yumi chan's suggestion Miyako took a shot and sent the man a letter. He later said of the 30 sum responses that he had from his ad in the newspaper Miyako's letter impressed him the most. Letters started being exchanged between them. Then one day he asked her to come to his church for a direct meeting and to meet his pastor. That turned out quite successful, and the next step would be for him to come to Karuizawa to meet me. I knew nothing about this until Miyako told me that she had a marriage hanashi (talk, prospect) going and wanted me to check him out. When he came to Karuizawa I was reasonably impressed. He was a pretty rough bird and had a bad back ground, but he seemed to be properly saved and seriously following the Lord. I gave him a thumbs up approval. The night of the final meeting was a classic. Kozumi was straight forward and told Miyako, “Before you tell me whether or not you will marry me I want to be honest and tell you I have a serious illness and do not have long to live.” Miyako's response beat anything I have ever heard. She said, “What I was actually looking for was a blind man, or someone disabled that I could serve. If you are going to die, that is fine, I will be your wife and take care of you.” When Miyako told me that I was blown away. They asked me to marry them and the date was May 1^st just before we were scheduled to return to the states for furlough. I won't marry anyone without having three sessions of indepth consoling about the marriage vows.

The wedding was set for Sunday. He was supposed to come up on Saturday so we could have a long talk about the marriage commitment and a rehearsal. Saturday was Golden Week national rush traffic jam and a 4 hour trip turned out to be 14 hours, and he didn't get to Karuizawa until midnight. He hadn't eaten all day, so while he was having supper at our house I was talking to him about the wedding vows. In passing I asked him, “Will you promise that you will never hit Miyako?”. Stunningly he said, “No”. I asked Miyako, “What will you do if you get clubbed?” “I don't know. I have never been hit.” It was midnight and we were at an impasse. He wouldn't promise not to slug her and it was my call whether or not to have the wedding. Miyako was totally devoted to me and would do exactly what I said. Kozumi would promise to do everything else the Bible says a husband should do but he would not promise not to strike her. On the grounds that the Bible does not say, “Thou shalt not deck your wife” I decided to overlook that one problem and go ahead with the wedding. It was fantastic. And we went to the states a few weeks later.

The war started out at the elevator in the hotel when she got on before him. He was a rough one. She got clobbered repeatedly. After three months Miyako had had her fill and came back to Karuizawa. We weren't there so she came back to see Takako. After telling Takako the lamentable account of terrible abuse, Takako faced her and said, “You call yourself a Christian and can come here to bad-mouth your husband like that!”. Miyako burst into tears, repented, and went back to be a faithful wife for the next 15 months, when she lovingly put him in the grave.

Several years passed. Miraculously, her first husband was wonderfully saved, they were remarried, and today they are the happiest elderly Christian couple you will ever see joyously serving the Lord.

Can you top a story like that? Oh Jesus is fantastic!

                             bill

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Dear Phyllis,

In post-war Japan Japanese dentist had the reputation of being the worst in the world. Horror stories of Japanese dentist were blood chilling. There was only one gaijin (foreign) dentist that I knew of in Japan, Dr. Besford in Tokyo, that everybody went to. But there was also a lady dentist who had a summer office in Karuizawa and was popular with missionaries. The year we were married Rosemary went to her for some very expensive dental work. When I asked Dr. Yamamoto the price she told me $10. (It was literally more like a $1,000.) I was stunned and asked, “Is there anything I can do for you?” That was one of the pivotal remarks of my life. Takako (Dr. Yamamoto) had just inherited some very expensive property from an aunt and planned to build a house on it. I offered to build the house for her for free, which turned out to be one of the best jobs I ever did in my life.

Through that house Takako and I developed a most unusual relationship. There was nothing remotely romantic in our relationship but she was easily one of the best friends I have ever had.. Takako trusted me explicitly. She gave me a substantial amount of money and went to the states for the summer. For three months I built the house in her absence, that was a resounding success. I built a basement under it and put in US central heating. Insulation was unknown in Japan and I built that house like a thermos bottle. The weather in Karuizawa is the same as Hokkaido and frozen pipes were a way of life. I didn't know one house in town that didn't have frozen pipe every night. Takako's house was the only house I knew of with a basement and she never had one frozen pipe. When everyone else in town looked like Eskimos she was living her house in a short sleeve dress.

But more than the house it was my relationship with Takako that was so epic. She had just been saved the year before we met and I became her closest confident. I was the director of the missionary Japanese language school and every morning I would go to the language school to get thing stated and then go to Takako's house for breakfast. Then we would sit at the table for two hours that was just like being in a Bible school. She was a rare high quality lady and became perhaps the number one lady Christian in Japan. She was well known for being the most popular Christian lady conference speaker in the country. I could write a book about the amazing testimonies that characterized her life, but the other morning the Lord reminded me of one incident that I want to share today.

Among her many contacts one unusual lady was Miyako. Miyako had been a first-class bum. She came from a middle class family and had been married to a very fine upper middle class man. She had an excellent marriage, but she was an ally cat running around with many different men. She had a fine four year old son but he was a jama (in the way) to her loose life, so she put him up for adoption to a family in America.. I mean you can't get much worse than that. She was as bad as low-life gets. But then one day Takako led her to Christ. Miyako was just like the woman who washed Jesus' feet with her tears. Jesus said, “She who is forgiven much loveth much. (Lk. 7:47). Miyako was the greatest example of that that I have ever seen. Of the hundreds of people that I have known over the years I have never met anyone who has come close to her in devotion, , gratefulness, and love for Jesus. Miyako had been married several times but was single when she got saved. Takako took her in and introduced her to me to be the secretary of the language school. She was a cracker-jack, They just don't come any better than that girl. She was meticulous to an extreme and would sit up all night trying to find the error if the books were 10 cents off. There are no superlatives that I can use to describe that sister. There is only one word that comes close, and that would be SERVANT. She was the prototype of all servants. There wasn't one molecule in her of self-serving, and her entire life was a single passion to serve others. Fortunately, in my case, that was serving me.

Miyako's best friend in the language school was Yumi chan. Yumi was a fine, dedicated, Christian, but, like all girls, she was interested in getting married. One day Yumi noticed an ad in the Christian shimbun (newspaper) of a Christian man who was looking for a Christian wife. There was a telephone number, and, out of curiosity, she called that number. The man seemed fairly decent but was too old for her. But Miyako was in her 40s and might be interested. At Yumi chan's suggestion Miyako took a shot and sent the man a letter. He later said of the 30 sum responses that he had from his ad in the newspaper Miyako's letter impressed him the most. Letters started being exchanged between them. Then one day he asked her to come to his church for a direct meeting and to meet his pastor. That turned out quite successful, and the next step would be for him to come to Karuizawa to meet me. I knew nothing about this until Miyako told me that she had a marriage hanashi (talk, prospect) going and wanted me to check him out. When he came to Karuizawa I was reasonably impressed. He was a pretty rough bird and had a bad back ground, but he seemed to be properly saved and seriously following the Lord. I gave him a thumbs up approval. The night of the final meeting was a classic. Kozumi was straight forward and told Miyako, “Before you tell me whether or not you will marry me I want to be honest and tell you I have a serious illness and do not have long to live.” Miyako's response beat anything I have ever heard. She said, “What I was actually looking for was a blind man, or someone disabled that I could serve. If you are going to die, that is fine, I will be your wife and take care of you.” When Miyako told me that I was blown away. They asked me to marry them and the date was May 1^st just before we were scheduled to return to the states for furlough. I won't marry anyone without having three sessions of indepth consoling about the marriage vows.

The wedding was set for Sunday. He was supposed to come up on Saturday so we could have a long talk about the marriage commitment and a rehearsal. Saturday was Golden Week national rush traffic jam and a 4 hour trip turned out to be 14 hours, and he didn't get to Karuizawa until midnight. He hadn't eaten all day, so while he was having supper at our house I was talking to him about the wedding vows. In passing I asked him, “Will you promise that you will never hit Miyako?”. Stunningly he said, “No”. I asked Miyako, “What will you do if you get clubbed?” “I don't know. I have never been hit.” It was midnight and we were at an impasse. He wouldn't promise not to slug her and it was my call whether or not to have the wedding. Miyako was totally devoted to me and would do exactly what I said. Kozumi would promise to do everything else the Bible says a husband should do but he would not promise not to strike her. On the grounds that the Bible does not say, “Thou shalt not deck your wife” I decided to overlook that one problem and go ahead with the wedding. It was fantastic. And we went to the states a few weeks later.

The war started out at the elevator in the hotel when she got on before him. He was a rough one. She got clobbered repeatedly. After three months Miyako had had her fill and came back to Karuizawa. We weren't there so she came back to see Takako. After telling Takako the lamentable account of terrible abuse, Takako faced her and said, “You call yourself a Christian and can come here to bad-mouth your husband like that!”. Miyako burst into tears, repented, and went back to be a faithful wife for the next 15 months, when she lovingly put him in the grave.

Several years passed. Miraculously, her first husband was wonderfully saved, they were remarried, and today they are the happiest elderly Christian couple you will ever see joyously serving the Lord.

Can you top a story like that? Oh Jesus is fantastic!

                             bill

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2 June 2019

Dear Phyllis,

In post-war Japan Japanese dentist had the reputation of being the worst in the world. Horror stories of Japanese dentist were blood chilling. There was only one gaijin (foreign) dentist that I knew of in Japan, Dr. Besford in Tokyo, that everybody went to. But there was also a lady dentist who had a summer office in Karuizawa and was popular with missionaries. The year we were married Rosemary went to her for some very expensive dental work. When I asked Dr. Yamamoto the price she told me $10. (It was literally more like a $1,000.) I was stunned and asked, “Is there anything I can do for you?” That was one of the pivotal remarks of my life. Takako (Dr. Yamamoto) had just inherited some very expensive property from an aunt and planned to build a house on it. I offered to build the house for her for free, which turned out to be one of the best jobs I ever did in my life.

Through that house Takako and I developed a most unusual relationship. There was nothing remotely romantic in our relationship but she was easily one of the best friends I have ever had.. Takako trusted me explicitly. She gave me a substantial amount of money and went to the states for the summer. For three months I built the house in her absence, that was a resounding success. I built a basement under it and put in US central heating. Insulation was unknown in Japan and I built that house like a thermos bottle. The weather in Karuizawa is the same as Hokkaido and frozen pipes were a way of life. I didn't know one house in town that didn't have frozen pipe every night. Takako's house was the only house I knew of with a basement and she never had one frozen pipe. When everyone else in town looked like Eskimos she was living her house in a short sleeve dress.

But more than the house it was my relationship with Takako that was so epic. She had just been saved the year before we met and I became her closest confident. I was the director of the missionary Japanese language school and every morning I would go to the language school to get thing stated and then go to Takako's house for breakfast. Then we would sit at the table for two hours that was just like being in a Bible school. She was a rare high quality lady and became perhaps the number one lady Christian in Japan. She was well known for being the most popular Christian lady conference speaker in the country. I could write a book about the amazing testimonies that characterized her life, but the other morning the Lord reminded me of one incident that I want to share today.

Among her many contacts one unusual lady was Miyako. Miyako had been a first-class bum. She came from a middle class family and had been married to a very fine upper middle class man. She had an excellent marriage, but she was an ally cat running around with many different men. She had a fine four year old son but he was a jama (in the way) to her loose life, so she put him up for adoption to a family in America.. I mean you can't get much worse than that. She was as bad as low-life gets. But then one day Takako led her to Christ. Miyako was just like the woman who washed Jesus' feet with her tears. Jesus said, “She who is forgiven much loveth much. (Lk. 7:47). Miyako was the greatest example of that that I have ever seen. Of the hundreds of people that I have known over the years I have never met anyone who has come close to her in devotion, , gratefulness, and love for Jesus. Miyako had been married several times but was single when she got saved. Takako took her in and introduced her to me to be the secretary of the language school. She was a cracker-jack, They just don't come any better than that girl. She was meticulous to an extreme and would sit up all night trying to find the error if the books were 10 cents off. There are no superlatives that I can use to describe that sister. There is only one word that comes close, and that would be SERVANT. She was the prototype of all servants. There wasn't one molecule in her of self-serving, and her entire life was a single passion to serve others. Fortunately, in my case, that was serving me.

Miyako's best friend in the language school was Yumi chan. Yumi was a fine, dedicated, Christian, but, like all girls, she was interested in getting married. One day Yumi noticed an ad in the Christian shimbun (newspaper) of a Christian man who was looking for a Christian wife. There was a telephone number, and, out of curiosity, she called that number. The man seemed fairly decent but was too old for her. But Miyako was in her 40s and might be interested. At Yumi chan's suggestion Miyako took a shot and sent the man a letter. He later said of the 30 sum responses that he had from his ad in the newspaper Miyako's letter impressed him the most. Letters started being exchanged between them. Then one day he asked her to come to his church for a direct meeting and to meet his pastor. That turned out quite successful, and the next step would be for him to come to Karuizawa to meet me. I knew nothing about this until Miyako told me that she had a marriage hanashi (talk, prospect) going and wanted me to check him out. When he came to Karuizawa I was reasonably impressed. He was a pretty rough bird and had a bad back ground, but he seemed to be properly saved and seriously following the Lord. I gave him a thumbs up approval. The night of the final meeting was a classic. Kozumi was straight forward and told Miyako, “Before you tell me whether or not you will marry me I want to be honest and tell you I have a serious illness and do not have long to live.” Miyako's response beat anything I have ever heard. She said, “What I was actually looking for was a blind man, or someone disabled that I could serve. If you are going to die, that is fine, I will be your wife and take care of you.” When Miyako told me that I was blown away. They asked me to marry them and the date was May 1^st just before we were scheduled to return to the states for furlough. I won't marry anyone without having three sessions of indepth consoling about the marriage vows.

The wedding was set for Sunday. He was supposed to come up on Saturday so we could have a long talk about the marriage commitment and a rehearsal. Saturday was Golden Week national rush traffic jam and a 4 hour trip turned out to be 14 hours, and he didn't get to Karuizawa until midnight. He hadn't eaten all day, so while he was having supper at our house I was talking to him about the wedding vows. In passing I asked him, “Will you promise that you will never hit Miyako?”. Stunningly he said, “No”. I asked Miyako, “What will you do if you get clubbed?” “I don't know. I have never been hit.” It was midnight and we were at an impasse. He wouldn't promise not to slug her and it was my call whether or not to have the wedding. Miyako was totally devoted to me and would do exactly what I said. Kozumi would promise to do everything else the Bible says a husband should do but he would not promise not to strike her. On the grounds that the Bible does not say, “Thou shalt not deck your wife” I decided to overlook that one problem and go ahead with the wedding. It was fantastic. And we went to the states a few weeks later.

The war started out at the elevator in the hotel when she got on before him. He was a rough one. She got clobbered repeatedly. After three months Miyako had had her fill and came back to Karuizawa. We weren't there so she came back to see Takako. After telling Takako the lamentable account of terrible abuse, Takako faced her and said, “You call yourself a Christian and can come here to bad-mouth your husband like that!”. Miyako burst into tears, repented, and went back to be a faithful wife for the next 15 months, when she lovingly put him in the grave.

Several years passed. Miraculously, her first husband was wonderfully saved, they were remarried, and today they are the happiest elderly Christian couple you will ever see joyously serving the Lord.

Can you top a story like that? Oh Jesus is fantastic!

                             bill