Pioneering in Japan

I haven't mentioned Mr N. lately. A couple of weeks ago he'd told me that the trip  to church was too far (2 hours) and too expensive ($7 each way), and that he'd found a Christian Church close to his house with a pastor nearer his age. I called him today. I had planned on filling him in on what we've been doing, and letting him know we miss him, but no sooner had he heard my voice than he said "I need to come visit you at the church!" Needless to say it was a pleasant surprise ("O me of little faith"), and Mr N explained, "My son has been calling me and scolding me and telling me to go visit the church!" So he's going to be there  this Sunday ! Please pray for Mr N!  And you - call that family member of yours and scold him and tell him to go to church  this Sunday  ( because apparently, it WORKS! )

Celebrating "Greenery Day", a National Holiday Another chapter in the neverending   ongoing saga of a wilderness pioneer (pastor) - Had a meeting today with the owner of  the Sign Company. That's how it works here (I imagine it's like sitting down with a wedding planner, or explaining to Donald Trump why someone like me needs someone like him to back my harebrained scheme). I'd emailed him first, sent PDFs and JPGs and PNGs (and W, X, and Y and Z), and passed along diagrams and contact information from our buildings maintenance department. He followed up with a personal introductory phone call, and I provided more detailed information through further emails... All of which resulted in our scheduled meeting today.   The good stuff (or so I've heard) Mr. A introduced himself as being Iranian (so of course we chatted briefly about caviar), and then we proceeded to go over every possible physical detail of our building and of the ho