Speaking of Gakushuin, here are a few pictures from around campus. It's gorgeous!



And this is my campus team with Yusuke, who, if you've been keeping up with my emails, is the guy at Gakushuin that we've been developing a relationship with. He's interested in faith, and we've been able to share bits and pieces of what we believe. He's very hospitable and has been showing us around Gakushuin. Please pray for the opportunity to flat out share the Gospel with him, that he may come to know Christ.

My dad and grandpa's alma mater (Waseda)did not disappoint! It was a bit overwhelming at the beginning because of how huge and crowded it is, but once I got over that, I realized it's a GORGEOUS campus! It reminds me a lot of USC and maybe some East Coast Ivy League schools. Beautiful gardens,


very old buildings,

brick, statues,

lots of history. Turns out they're celebrating their 125th anniversary right now!

I went from finishing a 125th celebration at USC a year ago to this! haha.

On campus, I got to do a prayer walk and some discipleship time with my teammate Kris. It was pretty sweet! We only got to talk to a few people, but discovering the campus was quite the task on its own, so hopefully tomorrow, now that we're more acquainted with the school, we'll be able to share a lot more.
I really can't express JUST how excited I am about going to Waseda though! I felt it from the moment I walked onto the campus and imagined my dad and my grandpa (a lot younger) walking around, chattin with buddies, goin to class... Then when we were by a park, Christina looked across the path at an older Japanese woman sitting outside a cafe (oh by the way it was rainy today) and smiled at her. A minute later, the woman was right behind her, trying to talk with her. I went over to translate. The lady was just so drawn to Christina's smile that she had to come say hi. A beautiful and elegant woman dressed in a kimono (she was very obviously a higher class woman), she just kept getting more and more excited as we told her about ourselves. She has friends/family who are/were at all of the campuses our Project teams are on. She's been to San Jose (where Christina's from). She has family in Inokashira where my grandma lives. Anyway point being, she knew everything about Tokyo and insisted we exchange contact info so that she could show us around the city! Such a sweet lady! Hopefully we'll get to connect with her again. Who knows, maybe we'll get to share the gospel with an older-than-college-age person!
So it was a great DAY. Tonight, on the other hand, was tough.
It was family night so our community team decided to take us to Shinijuku to watch Pirates 3. Oh my goodness the filthiness of the area was just despicable! It's HUGE. There are neon lights everywhere, and it may look pretty. But as soon as we got out of the train station I felt very unsettled inside. It felt so... Las Vegas in all the wrong ways. It felt so incredibly worldly and empty... and then we started walking through the promenades and noticed it was SWARMING, I mean SWARMING (absolutely shamelessly completely overtly SWARMING) with male prostitutes. It was an absolutely heart-breaking and unsettling experience. All I could do was pray. Then on the way out from the movie, we walked by a Pachinko parlor and I almost cried looking in and seeing the hundreds of people lined up like livestock- without a reason to live, wasting their life away staring at silver balls falling down a maze! It was an absolutely disgusting place, and I'm glad to be out of there, but it was good because I realized just how much this country needs Jesus. The culture seems so proper, beautiful, and put together, and yet you scratch a little under the surface and you see total depravity and turmoil. Please pray.
Also, on the way back from the theater, walking to the station, Kris realized he's lost his wallet either in the theater or on the way out... His train commuter pass, his license and USCID, and money were in there. Japan usually does a pretty good job of getting lost things back to you, but we got hit hard with discouragement. It just was not a spiritually healthy place and again, I'm glad to be out of there. Please pray that Kris's wallet is found!
It's 12 past midnight (we just crossed over into Thursday) and I've been absolutely exhausted for the last four hours, so I'm going to bed. But I just wanted to share with y'all the heavy experiences of the day and night while the memories were still fresh in my memory. We've got quite a battle to fight here! I'm so excited that God's allowing me to be one of His warriors here for a while. But to fight effectively, I need to be well-rested. So good night y'all! Again, please pray!