We had a lesson with Kai-san. We talked about the spirit and what it feels like. We explained how we can feel the spirit through reading the word of god and praying. It was way good! He asked us questions about the Book of Mormon and says that he wants to learn how to feel the spirit!
We also visited our other investigator Nango-san, we usually only just talk outside her doorway, but she actually let us in to watch a mormon message. We're really trying to get our investigators to watch General Conference this weekend. The Prophet and General Authorities are a lot better teachers then us missionaries, so we're hoping!
This last week, our Zone Leader shared a really awesome poem that has pretty much become my favorite.
I had been in that whole for a very long time
In the dark and the damp, in the cold and the slime
The shaft was above me; I could see it quite clear
But there's no way I could ever reach it from here.
Nor could I remember the wold way up there
So I lost all my hope and gave into despair
I knew nothing but darkness, the floor and the walls
Then off in the distance, I heard someone call;
"Get up! Get ready! There's nothing the matter.
Take rocks and old sticks and build up a fine ladder."
This had never occurred to me-had not crossed my mind
But I started to stack all the stones I could find.
When I ran out of stones, then old sticks were my goal
For one way or another I'd get out of this hole.
So I soon had a ladder that was sturdy and tall
And I thought,"I'll soon leave this place once and for all!"
I climbed up my ladder; it was no easy chore,
For from lifting those boulders, my shoulders were sore.
I climbed up my ladder, but soon had to stop
for my ladder stopped short-some 10 feet from the top.
I climbed back down my ladder and started to cry
I'd done all I could do. I gave my best try
And in spite of my work, in this hole I must die
And all I could do was sit and think,"why?"
Was my ladder too short? Or my hole much to deep?
Then from way upon high came a voice, "Do not weep."
And the faith, hope and love entered my chest
As the voice said to me that I'd done my best
He said, "You've worked hard, you're labors' been rough,
but the ladder you've built is at last tall enough.
Do not despair. You have reason to hope.
Just climb up your ladder; I'll throw down my rope."
I climbed up the ladder, the climbed up the cord.
When I got to the top, there stood the Lord.
I couldn't be happier; my struggle was done
I blinked in the brightness that came from the Son.
I fell to the ground, His feet did I kiss.
I cried, "What can I do to repay thee for this?"
Then He looked all around Him. There were holes in the ground.
They had people inside, and were seen all around.
There were thousands of holes that were damp, dark and deep.
Then the Lord turned to me and He said, "Feed my sheep."
Then he went on his way to help other lost souls,
and I got right down to work, calling down to the holes;
"Get up! Get ready! There's nothing the matter!
Take rocks and olds sticks and build up a fine ladder."
It was now my turn to spread the good word,
the most glorious message that man ever heard.
That there is one who is willing to save one and all
And we've got to be ready when He gives the call
He'll pull us out of the hole that we're in
And save all our souls from death and from sin
So do not loose faith; there is reason to hope
Just build up your ladder; He'll throw down His rope.
This church is true. Let's help our brothers and sisters out of their holes.