a few months ago while I was serving in
Japan as a missionary for the Mormon
Church I was in the country for two
years and my time to return home was
approaching I was in my last area Kyoto
a bustling tourist attraction an ancient
Japanese city I'd wanted to visit all my
life anyway it was late at night and my
companion and I were knocking on doors
to see if anyone had interest in
learning about Christ we came across
this one apartment building and decided
to give it a shot in Japan there are
three kinds of apartments super
luxurious suites decent apartment with
four to five rooms total or ghetto as
crap this apartment was the latter we
were on the second floor of this
building and knocked on this one door a
middleaged man in wornout clothes
answered with an awkward smile on his
face being the kind missionaries we were
we introduced ourselves and asked him if
you would like to learn about what we
believe instead of giving us a direct
answer he invited us in usually in
missionary work this is a good sign but
upon stepping foot into that apartment I
knew what we got ourselves into this
apartment wreaked with the smell of
marijuana and urine his apartment was
puny a small entryway a door on the Left
leading into a bathroom a small kitchen
to the right and a small multipurpose
room with a small kneeling table TV and
bed that's it judging by the way he was
behaving and most of the decor in his
apartment I knew this guy definitely had
some sins worth confessing he sat us
down on either side of the table and
started to rant on about how he hates
Christians and wants to kill them that
made my companion and I tense up a bit
but the man was plastered in the time
this was going on
he drank like ten times his weight in
booze we just prayed and hoped he
wouldn't recognize who we were and what
he was telling us then he said I'm going
to tell you a secret and you can't tell
anyone he then pulled out from under his
bed a box he opened it to reveal
thousands and thousands of dollars worth
of Japanese yen and yes it was authentic
we even examined it this man was an
illegal drug lord who worked with the
Yakuza the Japanese mafia group we then
realized that if this man knew what he
just did and showed us he would kill us
for sure
or at least take us hostage my companion
and I feared for our lives and tried to
come up with an excuse to get away but
he wouldn't let us go he kept ranting on
about irrelevant things and saying how
Christianity was an evil cult of some
kind we tried to explain our side of the
story but there's no use in reasoning
with a drunk drug lord who works for the
Japanese mafia it then got to the point
where we practically had to run for the
door we said we were leaving stood up
and quickly walked over to the door the
guy then stood up and began to reach for
something in a box but we never saw what
it was as soon as the door closed we
bolted home faster than we ever had the
last thing we wanted was him sobering up
to find out he had revealed his deepest
darkest secrets to two Christian
missionaries from America had this man
not been drunk he probably would have
killed us for all we know he was
reaching for a gun as we were leaving
Very good post, thanks for sharing.