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Wednesday, December 31, 2014

The joy of translation; book review of The Kingdom That Turned The World Upside Down

Why do people translate? Why did William Tyndale translate the Bible? Why has Pilgrims Progress been translated into so many languages over the centuries? What motivates translators to translate? Money? Fame? For some, maybe, but I would say: passion and joy. Yes, it is passion and joy which drive people to do that.

The passion for truth is like magma, and the joy like an overflowing river. It kindles the heart of the reader to share the treasure which he/she found in the particular book, with others. So where there are passion and joy in the hearts of readers, there brings forth translators.

I was not a translator originally but the encounter with the books of Bro.David Bercot made me a translator. And so far I have done two of his books into Japanese as a volunteer with great passion and joy.

Today, I’d like to share with you why I translated The Kingdom That Turned The World Upside Down and what this book has done in my spiritual journey.



Ever since I started to tackle with the reconciliation issue with other East Asian friends, I have been searching and asking myself what it means to be Japanese. In high school, I started to feel troubled whenever we sang national anthem because of the content of the song. It reminded me of the bloody wars and the emperor worship which caused millions of people to destruction. So I stopped singing for my conscience sake.

After baptism in an evangelical church in Seoul, I started my Christian walk in Tokyo. But the struggle regarding my identity issue as Japanese continued. It seemed to me that both Korean evangelicalism and American evangelicalism were well linked with patriotism and nationalism. I read that the American Revolutionary War, for example, was greatly encouraged and supported by evangelical preachers. Although I love Bible-believing teachers such as Francis Schaffer etc, when it comes to American patriotism, I’ve got confused.

I said to myself, “well, it might be O.K. for American believers to be patriotic because after all, America is a Christian nation, isn’t it? But it cannot and should not be applied to our own context because if we dare to do the same, it will cause tremendous tensions and problems within the church and with other Asian countries again." 

For example, suppose one American believer decorates national flag in the yard of the church in USA. What do you think?What is your response? I assume most people don't think it is weird. Am I right? But if we do this in Japanese church, oh no, people will be scared and think something must be terribly wrong in this church. 

So the question kept ringing in my ear; if one biblical teaching can be applied to one nation and then cannot be applied to another, can we call it truth? Is biblical truth supposed to be universal and trans-national? Was Japanese patriotism destructive simply because Japan was a pagan nation? Is there any hope in me and in us?

With these questions in mind, I had visited various Christian groups, hoping to find one church which I could fit in. In the liberal-left circles, I did not hear patriotic messages but because I believe inerrancy and divine inspiration of the Bible, I could not fit in there. 

I also went to mukyo-kai meetings (indigenous evangelical churches in Japan founded by Kanzo Uchimura [1861-1930]) but the majority of its members there were over 70s and I found myself being out of place. I had been searching seriously, but I could not find my spiritual nest neither in evangelical-right nor liberal-left.

So you cannot imagine how I was thrilled when I first read The Kingdom That Turned The World Upside Down. After many years of searching and wandering, I finally found a guide who could straighten out my mental and spiritual strings. Nobody ever could explain to me so clearly as the author did regarding the relationship between the earthly nation and the Kingdom of God. It did make sense to me. 

And the great discovery was that the Kingdom teachings were applicable for everyone, even for a person who was born in a pagan nation like me! I was liberated! I was overjoyed to know that I have become a citizen of this eternal Kingdom and now I have universal brotherhood and sisterhood across the nations. How wonderful!

If you are a serious Bible-believing Christian and if have similar struggles and questions like I had, then, this book is for you. The author will guide you to a fascinating Kingdom historical tour where you find various believers who dared to live up to Jesus teachings literally and seriously. As the author says;

,,perhaps this book has struck a responsive chord in your heart. Perhaps you, too, are burning with excitement about the kingdom. Is the kingdom of God to you like the pearl of great price? Does the kingdom bring you such joy that you’re willing to let go of everything in order to obtain it? If so, please join me and other modern-day kingdom Christians. Let’s do our part in turning the world upside down! (p.268)


You can find this book in English here
in Chinese here in Spanish here in Portuguese here in Romanian here in French here

Tuesday, December 30, 2014

In order not to make the same mistakes; confession of a Japanese Christian regarding war time issue

There is a Japanese proverb which says kusai mono ni futa wo suru (=put a lid on the smelly things). It might be our fleshly nature to avert our eyes from our past sins and avoid dealing with them. We can observe this tendency both in our own lives and in our collective history.

Our Japanese church history has its own glorious points and shameful points just like the other church histories. Today, I’d like to share with you, especially with my dear Korean and Chinese friends, about the shameful and smelly parts of our history which we normally want to avoid talking about.

When Japanese imperial government started to control Christian churches in 1930s, sadly most of the leaders of the mainstream denominations accepted its demands under pressures and came under the national shintoism. 

In 1942, Pastor Mitsuru Tomita (1883-1961), the then representative of the unified Japanese church (nikki), went to Ise shrine and worshipped ama-terasu god, entreating this shinto god to “bless” Japanese church.

It was bad enough but the saddest part is that those apostate pastors eventually became the tools of Satan and persecutors of the real saints. In 1938, Tomita was dispatched to Korea by the imperial government and he tried to persuade the Korean pastors to worship Shinto god. 

Tomita told them that as long as they worshiped Shinto god, Japanese government would grant them religious freedom. “Moreover,” he added. “to worship at shrine is not a religious act but just a ceremony. I dare say that your stubbornness amounts to a desecration of the mercy of our Emperor!”

Upon this, Chu Ki-chol, a Korean presbyterian pastor replied to him. “Pastor Tomita, you have rich theological knowledge. But you don’t know the Bible. By worshiping at shrine, you are breaking the first commandment of Moses (=You shall have no other gods before Me. Ex.20:3). Then how come you say that it is not sin?”

As a result of his uncompromising faith, Chu Ki-chol had to suffer cruel tortures and died as a martyr in prison in 1944. Many other pastors suffered the same tragic fate.

Then what happened to pastor Tomita after the war? Was he ashamed of his actions? Did he repent?How did his denomination nikki deal with this issue?---as far as I searched, there was no sign of repentance from him. He remained as the leader of the churches until his death in 1961. It was not till 1967 that nikki denomination drafted “the confession of the responsibility of nikki at the time of world war II” and acknowledged the sins which Japanese Christians committed during the war.

When I ponder all of these things, my heart breaks with remorse. I am so sorry for what had happened and what we had done to our brothers and sisters in Korea and other Asian countries.

And I personally think it is a vital issue which we Japanese Christians have to face with complete humility and true repentance, because I have heard from our East Asian friends that they are still struggling how to overcome these terrible past issues.

Jesus said;

Therefore if you bring your gift to the altar, and there remember that your brother has something against you, leave your gift there before the altar, and go your way. First reconcile to your brother, and then come and offer your gift. Matthew 5:23,24.

Offering our gifts and worshiping God are very important acts in our Christian life but Jesus urged us to reconcile to our brother who had something against us at first.

Dear my Korean and Chinese friends, thank you for visiting my blog and reading this essay. 

Maybe your grandparents had to suffer severely because of us. Maybe you have difficulty in forgiving us. Or maybe you even hate us. I can understand. And I feel so sorry for all of these. Please forgive us. There are also many Japanese Christians who are repentant and sincerely asking your forgiveness. Our sole desire is to be your good neighbors and to do goodness whenever God gives us opportunity.

May our Lord Jesus Christ, who is a Prince of Peace, dwell among us and heal the wounds of our dear friends. Amen. 


Monday, December 29, 2014

Blessed communal life

My husband and I were invited for dinner by our friend today. He lives in a house where ex-addicted people are living communally. The inhabitants there have already finished the recovery course in an institution (about 1.5 years) and now they are in this house for helping and protecting each other from going back to their old habits.

Oh, what a delightful conversation we had! Each inhabitant shared their own life story and we also shared our thoughts and beliefs with them.

When I asked them what made them decide to stop drugs, they answered with one voice; because I was so lonely.

“During my stay in a recovery institution” our friend started. 

“I have learned the very essence of human life for the first time in my life. I have learned how to obey the order, how to accept rebukes and disciplines with humble heart, how to be honest, how to build relationship with fellow human beings etc. I was alone before but now I am not alone. We have lived together, known each other’s strengths and weaknesses very well and they are my real family.”

“There is no secret among us” the other one added. “In order to protect each other from falling, we are very careful with whom we have social contacts and we ask very personal questions such as ‘With whom did you go out last night?’. And we honestly admonish each other if we find faults.”

With our modern mind, this kind of question is nothing but an invasion of our privacy, right? I thought so. “What? You ask me with whom I went out last nightCome on, it’s none of your business!!” might be our response. But for them, it is their business as well because they care. And they care because they are deeply connected to each other.

Even though this place was organized by secular NGO, dimly I could see the beautiful blueprint of communal Christian life which we can hardly see in our modern church settings.

I asked myself, “How much have I cared for my own brethren? How much have I shared my own time and life with them? Where can we find a Christian community where we can be deeply connected to each other like these ex-addicted friends?”

If you are like me, you have been seeking such a community as well. Or you are already in such a one. The fragmented, highly individualized society is crying for intimacy and direct human interactions. 

We are so hungry for warm fellowships. Consciously or unconsciously, we are looking for a place where we are known not partially but wholly, being accepted as we are. And this, I believe, derives from our innermost desire to have an intimate communion with our Creator. “Now I know in part, but then I shall know just as I also am known” (1 Cor.13:12b).

And I simply admired our ex-addicted friends for their courage to face their own problems and sins. The whole community is constantly fighting against their common enemy called drugs. I learned that this kind of uncompromising stance against sin makes it possible for one community to be maintained healthy and loving. 

Fighting against my own selfishness, pride, greed, hypocrisy, fear of man etc,, is a necessary step to be part of any Christian community and to enjoy intimate relationship with God and fellow believers.

May Christ Jesus grant me mercy and power to apply whatever I learned today into practice.


Sunday, December 28, 2014

Short but dedicated lives



One day as I was watching the church history lectures on Youtube (here), one particular remark of the lecturer Bro.Dean Taylor struck my heart. 

Referring to the life of Conrad Grebel, an early Swiss Anabaptist leader, Dean said that, from the time of his conversion (1522) to his early death, Conrad had just 4 years on this earth. But during those short periods, he had accomplished tremendous things.

When we look at the church history, we realize that there existed many young men and women who were mightily used by Him. David Breinard, Henry Martyn, Felix Mantz, Michael Sattler, Robert McCheyne etc,, these young men had lived short but dedicated lives. 

Kindled by His love, they utterly surrendered themselves to Jesus Christ as a living sacrifice (Rom 12:1). They were dead to the world and alive to Christ alone.

Henry Martyn had to give up his love for Lydia for the sake of spreading the Gospel to India and Persia. Felix Mantz and Michael Sattler had to suffer cruel tortures and executions in order to testify the Bible truth. They fell to the ground as obscure grains of wheat and were killed as heretics.

Just before his execution, 28-year-old Felix Mantz said, “I testify with my death today that the baptism which we have taught and practiced is the baptism of Jesus Christ and the Bible” (Fire in the Zurich Hills, p.338). Subsequent history proved the validity of his testimony.

The lives and faith of these men have taught me many things.

First, I learned that I must live up to my faith. What I believe, I must live accordingly.

Second, I should not expect immediate outcome in terms of spiritual service and ministry. Maybe I will never see the visible fruits out of my service on this earth, but the important thing is to be faithful to Jesus and to people whom I am serving until the end.

And lastly, I learned the importance of pouring all of myself to the altar of God now

He gives me life today but He might take it away tomorrow. If Conrad Grebel had thought “Well, after all I am still young. Of course, I want to serve God but there is still lot of time ahead of me. Why not taste this and that before I go into ministry?, he must have grieved at his deathbed, realizing he did not “redeem the time” (Eph.5:16).


Short but consecrated lives are like pearls which have eternal beauty and value. 

These lives shine through the time and space and speak to us. Yes, they are pointing to the Holy One who is eternal and worthy to be dedicated to.





                          (♪Robert M.McCheyne, 1840)

Saturday, December 27, 2014

A pious Russian soul


Recently I have acquainted with a wonderful Russian sister in Christ, Irina. 

Her testimony (here) was so touching that I decided to translate it into Japanese. In spite of many difficulties such as physical disability and bullying, she has not been crushed nor depressed, but earnestly kept seeking the truth. Those who read her writings will see the inner beauty of this lady.

The believers in Russia had passed through fiery trials under communist regime, as you know. 

When you read books like Judith Martyred Missionary of Russia, Little Lame Walter The Young Hero of Faith and The Russians’ Secret, you will be surprised how these simple men and women (even little children) could endure such a severe persecution. Surely the pious seeds of faith have deeply been planted in the hearts of Russian people.



The presence of a sister like Irina testifies the truth of Jesus’ Word which says;
Blessed are the pure in heart,
For they shall see God.  Matthew 5:8
This is my sincere prayer that our Lord continue to shine His light through her and many other Russian believers in all of the world. Amen.


Friday, December 12, 2014

A letter from a Japanese sister to my beloved Korean brothers and sisters in Christ,


Recently, I've noticed that there rose a kind of neo-nationalism among some young people in Japan. And I thought, “Now is the time that I, as a Japanese sister who was saved in Korea, must testify His salvation work and express my deep gratitude to Korean Christians.”

Earthly nations and its politics change, but our Kingdom never change. Because the King of this Kingdom is “the same yesterday, today and forever”(Heb 13:8). 

I am so grateful that we have this solid, eternal foundation in Christ. And I am so glad that our brotherhood and sisterhood shall never change no matter what.



Here is my letter to you; 

Hello, thank you so much for visiting my blog. Today, out of my gratitude, I’d like to share with you how I came to believe Jesus Christ in Korea.

The story began back in 1992 (or 93) when the book There is no Japan (=일본은 없다) was published in Korea and I heard that it became national best seller. 

At that time, I was a junior high school student and I had little knowledge about Korea and our tragic modern history. Through my Korean pen-pal, though, I was already familiar with Korean pop cultures and I liked them.

The release of this book gave me fear that our national relationship might become cold and hostile. This sense of sadness had stayed in me for many days until finally I decided to do something. 

Then I wrote a letter to Korean embassy, expressing my wish that we love each other. It must be a very childish letter but without my knowledge, this letter was introduced in one Korean newspaper. And do you know what happened? Many loving letters started to come to my junior high school from various parts of Korea.

I cherished each one of your letters. Many, both young and old, showed their tender affection to me. Since that time, Koreans have become my beloved and special people and you became more special later in my life, which I am going to explain to you now. 

When I was first year of high school, I went to Taejon city to see my Korean pen-pal and I stayed with her family for several days. They loved me so much and I felt at home. 

Then one day, her family took me to the Independence Hall (museum). 

There I was just stunned. I was shocked to know that terrible violence and slaughter had occurred during the Japanese occupation period. I said to myself, “How come I did not know that?” I was 15 years old at that time. 

After coming back to Japan, I decided to study Korea-Japan modern history by myself. Since there was no Korean language school in my city at that time, I learned your language through radio program. And this pursuit even changed my life course, I mean, I decided to study East Asian history in university. 

My college days were thus spent vigorously in this way. I became one of the active members of the Korea-Japan student conference and I continued to dig in historical issues. 

But somewhere on the way, something started to be changed (or wither) in me. 

Although my wish for reconciliation has not been changed ever since my junior high school days, I also discovered, to my utter dismay, that this world is full of injustice and, after all, nation-states are not charity organizations but they are mainly governed by power and self-interest. 

I was also wondering which position I should take as a Japanese; left-wing or right-wing? I went back and forth, talking with various people and read many books but still I could not find the answer. 

I felt I did not belong anywhere. I felt I was carrying a terribly heavy burden which contained self-reproach and a sense of guilty. Many times I asked myself why I was born as a Japanese. For me, being a Japanese was a heavy burden and I felt I was not forgiven and I shall never be.

Though I was still active in my student conference, deep inside me, I felt myself totally powerless in front of injustice and a circle of hatred. Grass-roots activities, for me, seemed to be like hulls, being blown off so easily by political agendas in each side. 

After the conference, one night, we (both Korean and Japanese students) drank alcohol together. Everybody looked happy, except me. I was depressed and lonely. I could neither smile nor talk. 

“Do we need alcohol in order to bond our friendship? Is this the path of reconciliation that I should continue to pursue? Why humans are so separate to each other? I have been trying my best to make friends with my neighbors all these years, but I feel so empty and hopeless. It seems like there is a high wall between humans which no alcohol nor good-willed activities can cross in an ultimate sense.”

I had thought I would find solution in this way, but I could not. It was at that time that I came to Seoul as an exchange student and through marvelous ways, I encountered a godly Korean sister. 

God had already gave her a passion for Japanese souls and she had mastered Japanese perfectly. Every morning before dawn, she was on her knees and was praying. There was a special tenderness in her which made me feel safe and accepted. Whenever I was with her, I felt peace which I had never felt before. 

I then found that I had always been seeking something non-temporal, or I should say,Someone. I had always been craving for love, unity and acceptance. And I had been desperate to be forgiven.

When I started to read the Bible with her, I finally found the root problem; sin

It was this sin which made me separate from people, and most of all, from God. It was this sin which makes nations apart and fight each other. 

And I learned that Jesus Christ came to this earth in order to solve this root issue. I was drawn to Jesus and His Love. I heard that my sins and burdens were forgiven by Him on the cross. It was indeed Good News for me. 

I realized that all kinds of reconciliations are possible when there are true God's children who have the Spirit of Jesus Christ, because He is the Prince of Peace.

I heartily accepted Jesus Christ as my Saviour and my Lord and I was baptized in one church in Seoul. 

Dear Korean brothers and sisters, thank you for reading my testimony. I have been loved by you so much. I was born in Japan, but spiritually I was born in Korea, so I have two mother countries and two people whom I love dearly. 

By His grace, now I am joyfully serving Him as a missionary. And I say that I am your “fruit” and I owe to you greatly.

May our Lord Jesus bless you abundantly! Let us all see each other in His Kingdom. Amen. 


(↓제가 좋아하는 찬양입니다.)

♪마라나타

마라나타 주 예수여 어서 오시옵소서
땅의 모든 끝 모든 족속 주를 찬송하게 하소서

마라나타 주 예수여 어서 오시옵소서
모든 열방이 주께 돌아와 춤추며 경배하게 하소서

우리주님 다시 오실 길을 만들자
십자가를 들고 땅끝까지 우린 가리라

우리주님 하늘영광 온땅 덮을때
우린 땅끝에서 주를 맞으리

마라나타 마라나타 아멘 주예수여 오시옵소서! x2
아멘 주예수여 오시옵소서! X2



Thursday, December 11, 2014

Blessings beyond the valley of shame


As I shared with you in my previous post (My headcovering testimony), contrary to current cultural and church stream, I decided to cover my head according to the command in 1 Corinthian chapter 11.

And sure enough, I had to pass a valley of shame and loneliness because of this decision. .But oh, praise the Lord! Little did I know that the Lord has actually prepared the best gifts for me.

"Eye has not seen, nor ear heard, 
Nor have entered into the heart of man
The things which God has prepared for those who love Him." 1 Corinthians 2:9

So, what were the gifts? 

First of all, God has granted me true, intimate friendship with sisters across the globe. Prior to this, sure, I had acknowledged that we were sisters in Christ but it was not so clear because of some other earthly ties. 

However, the lone headcovering experience somehow “forcibly” detached me from my earthly fellowmen and its cultural bonds. And this alienation drove me to seek new connection with sisters who shared the similar convictions regarding headcovering. 

Oh what a blessing these new friendships brought in my life! I have found kindred spirits in them. They have become so dear to me. Indeed, our ties surpass nationality, ethnicity, denominations and ages.

Through the narrow gate of headcovering, I came across the sweet ocean of sisterhood. And I have found and cherished the universality of Christian faith like a hidden treasure.


And this joy prompted me to start a blog in English. I’d like to express how much you are dear to me, my sisters. You are my real fellowmen and co-traveler.



My head covering testimony (Part 1)




My head covering journey is part of the whole recovering process which has started ever since Jesus came into my life.

I was born in a Buddhist/Shintoist family in southern part of Japan. My great-great grandfather was one of the last samurai who fought against the new government army in 1877. My grandmother used to tell me about her mother-in-law who was a wonderful obedient wife. She told me that complete submissiveness and deep respect toward husband were the important ethics of samurai wives.

While hearing this, I said to myself, “well, that might be fine at that time but the time has changed already. I am lucky to be born in the modern equal society.”

The place I was raised was a traditional area, where I had not seen any Christian nor church. Of course, I had heard the name Jesus in my history class but that was all. I recognized Jesus Christ as a founder of western religion.

When I entered university in Tokyo, I met several Japanese professors who had converted to Christianity. “Oh, what a shame!”, I thought. “Can’t they see how we have been threatened by western cultural colonization? Yes, we should learn from their great civilization and its academic heritage but we should never sell our souls to their religion.” 

But I must tell you that I had always had an ambivalent attitude toward the West,――that is, caution and admiration. For example, I was fascinated by gender studies at college and admired the western-educated feminist professors.

When I was sophomore, I joined one service-learning program in the Philippines, and I met many international students from various Asian countries. And to my dismay, most of them were Christians. Hong Kong, India, Philippines,,, these were the former colonized countries. Their being Christians, for me, was nothing but the aftereffects of the western imperialism. 

On the other hand, I could not deny their sincerity. They were good people. And it seemed to me that they were united under one faith in Jesus. 

My inner conflict began when I actually went to visit my Indian friend and her family in southern India the following summer. There was an undeniable radiance on their countenance and I saw the light in this Christian family. In India, I was fighting inwardly not to be drawn to something, or I should say Someone who was there, because it was impossible that I ever become a Christian and break my family’s heart.

But I was already in the Hands of God. His love finally conquered me when I went to Seoul as an exchange student in 1999. Korea has been my special country because I have been actively involved in the Korea-Japan student conference for reconciliation. 

What made me kneel down in front of Jesus was the sacrificial love of Korean Christians toward me. One pastor loved me and other Japanese students and later I heard from someone that his grandfather, who was also a pastor, was tortured to death by Japanese army during the occupation period. I wholeheartedly accepted Jesus Christ as my Savior and was baptized in the Protestant church in Seoul in 2000.

I immediately turned from my academic pursuit and worldly ambition and became an active member in the church in Tokyo. I went to divinity school while being an assistant of my leader in the church. I was in the leading position and I taught Bible and ruled over men in the church. 

Oh, may God forgive me! May church forgive me! I had made many mistakes and hurt people. I had passion and love for Christ but somehow I could not bear fruits out of my service.

I found it difficult to build good relationship with people around me. In a word, there was a disorder in my mental and spiritual life. And I did not know the cause of it. Out of so much stress, one morning, I collected my little belongings and left my beloved church. That was the most difficult period of my life.

The Lord, however, did not abandon me. I thought everything was finished but actually it was the beginning of my real recovery in Him. Through some divine ways, I was allowed to come to southern Europe for mission. 

There, I met a wonderful brother in Christ who taught me the real reason of my disorder and failure. I started to read the Bible with fresh mind and found that I had been violating God’s divine order of man and woman. That was the root cause of my problem! 

I found that God does not allow women to rule over men in the church, not because He wants to oppress us but because He loves us so much. I repented my arrogance and many other sins. And I asked Him to change me to be a woman after His heart. All of His commands are wise and loving. And I experienced that when we obey His command, it brings healing and joy in our lives.

The head covering command in 1 Corinthians 11 caught my attention during those periods. Having read many articles concerning female roles in the church, I have already found that many theologians explain away the plain commands of God by either switching the definition of the original Greek or changing the biblical principle to mere cultural argument.

As I started to dig these issues in the 1 Corinthians 11, it became so clear to me that to cover my head while we are praying or prophesying is the universal command of God which is applicable for today. Brothers and sisters in Scroll Publishing really helped me for my historical research on this issue.

I was eager to know the truth, but at the same time, another voice told me it was better not to dig in these issues. Yes, this voice was the voice of my timidity and fear. I was afraid to know the truth because inwardly I knew that this truth shall eventually push me to the place of shame and loneliness. 

It seems to me that the decision to obey or not to obey is always in front of us. And invariably the way of obedience is narrower and harder, the way which usually does not appeal to our flesh. As a person from oriental syncretic background, I can testify that for the followers of Christ, there is no middle way. 

When we say “yes” to Jesus, we must say “no” to our flesh and to the world. It is painful but it is the only way which we can show our ultimate allegiance and loyalty to our King Jesus.

After much inner struggles, I finally made up my mind to put on head covering wherever I pray.

Soon after this decision, I was invited to a house of pastor’s family one night. When the pastor suggested to pray together, I secretly took my veil from my bag and held it tightly in my hand and waited until everybody closed their eyes. Yes, I wanted to do my “head covering thing” without being noticed by anybody.

But somehow this pastor noticed the stuff in my hand and shouted “What?? Veil?” in a criticizing tone. My whole being got burned out of shame and I could hardly hold my tears.

Fear of being different might be rooted deeply in my Japanese mindset, or it’s simply because of my timid character, I don’t know.

With all my weaknesses, however, I had a faith that the power of Jesus surpassed and conquered all of these if only I surrendered to Him wholeheartedly. He is above cultures and human limitations. In Him, we shall be victors.

For the next 4 years or more since my decision, I had been covering all alone. From time to time, I doubted, wavered, wondering, if it was truth, then how come I was still alone in doing this. However, He also brought me a deep sense of “order” and security in my head covering journey.

For the first time in my life, I truly truly rejoiced in being a woman.I started to cherish the beauty of natures.

Small birds, big birds, moss and oak trees,,,they are beautiful because they simply accept His design without complaining nor resisting. They are content with the place where they are placed by God.

They simply submit to their creation order and sing praises to Him. I learned that where there is order, there is beauty. By putting on head covering, I felt I was part of this great mystery of God’s creation. I felt my inner being started to be integrated and healed in a deeper level.

I have been covering for more than 7 years now. From this year, with my husband’s permission, I started to cover full time.

Looking back my life journey, I can see His loving Hands all the time. He not only saved me from the kingdom of darkness but from various worldly ideas and human opinions. I have made many mistakes but He graciously forgave me. May His name be gloried forever and ever. Amen. 


p.s. My headcovering testimony (Part 2)- what made me decide to cover full-time is here



For my dear readers who want to know more about head covering issues;

1) Useful Christian site

① The Headcovering Directory
② The Head Covering Movement
③ Head covering through the centuries (←you can see many pictures here)
④ Let Her Be Veiled (e-book)
⑤ Headcovering e-book by K.P.Yohannan (Gospel for Asia)
⑥ Is the Head covering for today?

2) Early Christian writers

① Hermas, Ante Nicene Fathers (=ANF), vol.2.p18.
② Clement of Alexandria, ANF, vol.2. p264-266,290,578.
③ Tertullian, ANF,vol.3.p95-96, 102,687-689, 286,445/ vol.4.p27-29, 33-35,37.
④ Apostolic Constitution, ANF, vol.7, p395, Vol.3.p687-689.

3) Books, CD and Youtube

Warren Henderson, Glories Seen&Unseen, A Study of Head Covering, 2007

David Phillips, Headcovering Throughout Christian History: The Church's Response to 1 Corinthians 11:2-16 (Covered Glory) [Kindle Edition]


David Bercot, "What the Early Christians Believed About the Head Covering" (CD), Scroll Publishing Co. (you can listen to this CD lecture below.)


An Introduction to Christian Head Covering by Jeremy Gardiner (Youtube)



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Hello, my dear friends. This is my first post so I'd like to introduce myself a bit. 

I am a Japanese woman. I was born in a Buddhist family and came to Jesus Christ at the age of 20 when I was studying in Korea

My husband is a devout Christian and we are serving amongst refugees in southern Europe.

My sole desire is to follow Jesus and to be an obedient maiden for His Kingdom. I am also seeking biblical womanhood and learning from various historical women and elder sisters to be a loving submissive wife and homemaker.

English is not my first language and I've never lived in English-speaking countries so please forgive me if I make grammatical mistakes. 

I am so glad that we have brothers and sisters in Christ across the globe. 

May our Lord Jesus bless all of you.