Written by Sister Eve Hart
Would it be egotistical to say my miracle was me? It was. My miracles are as numerous and as beautiful as the petals of a blooming sakura tree. They included me, the way the Lord worked through me, and the people who have changed because of the Gospel of Jesus Christ.
I was anti-social and had low self-esteem when I came to Japan. I awoke from American dreams to the cement suburbs of Japan. It was a depressing feeling. I hoped in my heart that something would take me away from a land of no family, an unknown tongue, and a job that stretched me beyond my social limits.
Over time, I learned from my encounters with hardship and disappointment. I read the scriptures and studied the language. I wasn’t willing at first, but I was obedient to the sense of duty I felt to God. I wanted to become better and be like those I saw around me. I grasped for the love others had for their investigators. It was through the Atonement of Jesus Christ that I found the desire to change and enough love for myself and others.
I learned to love, to work, to speak Japanese, to believe in myself and others, to trust in the Lord.
A land I first resented I feel anguished leaving behind. The gospel of Jesus Christ and the people that have been refined by it have become the most important things in my life.