The second day of our service in the Tohoku area was exactly one month after the devastating tsunami. Don't forget! Over 10,000 precious souls were consumed by the tsunami.
When we entered into the hard hit section of Ishinomaki, tears came to my eyes and all I could do was cry, "Oh, Lord."
Across the street from where we distributed a hot meal was this field of cars.
The Japanese armed forces were distributing needed articles. There must be over 150 lined up.
The man making the yakitori (terriyaki on the stick) is a pastor who makes his living by making yakitori. His nickname is 'Kumachan' (meaning friendly bear). We gave out all of the yakitori on rice with some soup, cookies and coffee. Most people took a gospel leaflet too.
This family of four was saved from the tsunami. The 2 year old boy's name is Sota. One of the words he mentioned was 'nothing,' probably referring to nothing left after the tsunami.
More to come...
