The-end-of-year soba

The retired ear doctor, who was my husband's doctor

asked us if we'd like to eat out to have the-end-of-a-year soba noodles (Japanese people customarily eat soba at the end of a year).

I told him I could make one instead.



Todya in response to his request, I brought him soba and a traditional Japanese new-year dish.

Actually I tried to make it look like one.



The doctor enjoyed it so much and told me he hadn't eaten this special dish for many years.

He was very grateful,

and said to us, "Why don't we have the time like this not just once a year but twice or three times?"


Anyway, we have been praying that he would receive baptism in His time.

Terrorism alert

This is the entrance of our apartment house.

At this season of the year, socks with the names of the doormen are on display,

asking us silently for tips.



Yesterday's news told us there was a terror alert for churches in the U.S. against ISIS;

so my husband told me that we were going to take a bus to Manhattan the next day instead of driving.

I don't know why we should take a bus but a tight security would make us find a parking spot on the street.

In any event, may God protect all the churches in the U.S.


" The fear of the Lord is a fountain of life,

turning a person from the snares of death. " (Proverbs 14:27)