Worship with Matsudo Church of Christ / Funeral
This past Sunday (May 7) we worshiped with the Matsudo church of Christ. We went by train which took about two hours one way. Since this was the end of Golden Week (three consecutive holidays plus a weekend), the numbers were down. But we gathered around the Lord’s Table together remembering Jesus’ sacrifice that had brought us together as the body of Christ.

After worship, we had a time for tea and sweets as we visited together. There was a couple visiting from Kyoto. Steve had officiated at the wife’s father’s funeral a year before. We learned that one of the members had been baptized at Hitachi Christian Camp when she was a middle school student. We had been at that camp just two days before. It is encouraging to see one who has been faithful to that confession of faith so many years before.
We took the Taylors and Steve to lunch at a local ramen shop. Josephine talked with Sara about re-entry into the U.S. culture. Steve had been downsizing and packing for his return. The Taylors were doing the same.
By the time we returned to Tachikawa, we had been out for almost twelve hours. We were still a bit tired from camp.

We left about 7:00 a.m. for the 3+ hour journey from Tachikawa to Yaezu, Shizuoka. We arrived just in time for the funeral. Brothers Kawasaki and Ueda, minister and representative for the church, led the funeral. We had congregational acapella singing. That is always such an encouragement.

We sang “What a Friend We Have in Jesus,” “God Be with You Till We Meet Again,” “Nearer, My God, to Thee,” and a Japanese hymn. The first line in that Japanese hymn says (if I understand the Japanese correctly) “as I look up to the Lord, my old self leaves this transient world.” The singing was very good. The eldest son, as well as two great-grandchildren, shared remarks. Before and after, there was time for us to greet people from the Shizuoka area.
After paying respects to the deceased and his family, we left as the family went to the crematorium. This is usually the custom in Japan. The family will visit until the remains are ready to be placed in an urn for later burial.
We began our journey back to Tokyo. Both on the way down and back, we were able to see a snow-capped Mount Fuji. It was very hazy due to sand having been blown in from China, but the mountain was still beautiful. The view from Shizuoka is different from the one from Yamanashi.
Brother Obata dropped us off near Costco where we met Noriko Fukushima. We did a bit of shopping. Rather than eat hot dogs and pizza at Costco, the Fukushimas took us for kaiten zushi, conveyer belt sushi. It was definitely a better choice, and we had all you could drink green tea! One more wonderful day.