Shoulder to shoulder with everyone. This part of the road side is crowded. People are waiting for the green light. This pedestrian lane is a bottleneck area between the O's Mall and the Abejo Subway Train Station, here in Osaka, Japan. No wonder there are a lot of people, most especially that it is about a few minutes past six o' clock, most probably a time for people to be coming out of their work places and schools. Oopps, the green light is on. We are all rushing to cross the street. There are three people in front of me with a baby on a stroller. I think I will just follow them. They look so relaxed. The young lady, I am assuming is the mother, is happily chatting with the two other persons.
Dear God. I pray for the Japanese people. I pray for this family in front of me that in the beauty of their relationships and in the midst of their happy conversation, they will remember you. I pray that they will see you as the source of all beauty and the sustainer of all families here on earth.
I want to get away from the mall crowd and head out to the smaller streets. Maybe, I can walk the side street of The Loft Mall. Lots of fancy store. I see a very pretty young lady coming out of the mall. She is very attractive. She is with a young man. Mini skirt and tight dress showing all her good looks. She clings to his hand with such passion.
Dear God. I pray for the Japanese people. I pray for all the young ladies of this country. I pray for this couple that they will see your love in a very special way. Help them to not rely on the fleeting pleasures of this world. I pray for her that she will see the beauty and wisdom coming from a relationship with our Savior Jesus Christ.
At last, no more crowd! Just a little street alley at the back of The Loft Mall. Pizza? Wait! Is that what I see? "Simpatico Pizza." How can the owner make money if they are way out here where people do not pass by their pizza place? Maybe, they thrive on word of mouth advertising. I can see, through the side window, a darker-skinned person manning the counter. Looks like he is the owner. And he also looks European. Should I go inside?
Dear God. I pray for the Japanese people. I pray for the many Latin American migrant workers and immigrants who come to this country. Give them your peace. And when they are having difficulty adjusting to Japanese society, send them your angels to help them learn from you. May they find you during their stay here in Japan. I pray for the owner of this pizza restaurant that he wil find good business. May he be a blessing to the many fellow foreigners in the area.
I need to keep going. I have been walking for four blocks now and I do not see anyone who needs my prayers. I see a lot of people passing me by, but I must wait for the Spirit's urging before I pray for a person or group of persons. Just keep moving. And, whoa! That man in the bicycle almost hit me. He must be in hurry to be somewhere.
Dear God. I pray for the Japanese people. I pray for that man who is rushing to go some place. I pray that he will arrive safe. I do not know the reason why he is in a hurry. I pray you will help him. I pray for peace and harmony in his home. I pray that when he is with his children, he will sense your Spirit and seek you in the middle of his busy life.
I am almost to the corner of the guesthouse where I am staying. This small road side store looks good. The squid balls looks delicious. 10 pieces wrapped in a box. 300 yen sounds fair. Smells yummy! One more photo with the store owner before I leave. I am glad he understands a little English.
Dear God. I pray for the Japanese people. I pray for this squid ball store owner. Give him good business. Help him to look up to you as his source of life and his guide in his everyday activities. Give him strength as he continues to support his family through this small business.
Almost there. I can see the gate of the seminary where the guesthouse is located. These couple by the road are so adorable. Each of them is walking a dog. It is quite adoring that both of them are in their old age, probably in the 80s, and both dogs they are walking are also old. They must have been long-time companions. The four of them are slowly meandering up this hill. I turn to the right and enter the seminary gate while they keep going straight to where ever they need to go, probably home.
Dear God. I pray for the Japanese people. I pray for these two older man and woman that you will give them good health. And in their old age, they will look up to you as their source of hope and salvation. Give them your courage to face the life hereafter. Embrace them. Make them feel your love.