In the third week of October, we
can feel fall in the
air here in Tochigi, Japan. Some days are still warm, but
nights are pretty cool. We expected to see changing leaves, but they are still
green, and the changes are in the mountains, we hear. September was busy with
many visitors – university classes coming to gain experience in organic
agriculture, Rotary clubs and women’s groups. Mealtimes were spent explaining
to visitors our role as short term Global Missionaries and why we are here!
Of course, we may think we know our reason
for being here. We want to support this training program that facilitates the
self-development of rural people. We want to be part of a community where
people of all races and religions live in harmony. However, we have come to
realize that there may be another reason. It seems we are under observation! A
participant from Ghana sees Bob bringing a cup of soup to me at lunch. “Bob is
teaching me how to be a good husband,” he says.
Participants are surprised to
learn we have been married over 50 years. “You inspire me to work harder to be
a good partner,” they say. “I hope for a long, happy marriage like yours.”
Perhaps we are helping in ways we never dreamed of.
At the end of September we harvested the
rice. Most of ARI’s paddy fields are harvested by machine these days, but we
harvest one paddy field together as a community.

We take time to remember that
this year we have been eating the rice planted by last year’s participants, and
this rice we are about to harvest is for the new class of 2019. A prayer and a
song start us off, sickles are distributed and a ceremonial sheaf is cut. The
harvest begins! Some community members cut sheaves, others tie the bundles and
hang upside down on bamboo stands to dry. This year we harvested in a rainy
drizzle, but spirits were high. This community work is an essential part of
what binds participants, staff and volunteers together.
Bob and I worked with stage and
decoration. We helped build and decorate a tall bamboo gate to welcome guests
and an outdoor stage for cultural performances. We recruited performers and held
a rehearsal for Sri Lankan dancers, American folk songs and line dance, singers
and guitar players from Myanmar, Japan, Sierra Leone, a Kenyan poet, and many
others. Bob ran the sound board and recruited helpers. I recruited stage
announcers and tried to boost audience attendance by distributing ARI
bookmarks.
Despite a rainy forecast, the weekend was
beautiful, an answer to prayer, we are sure. One thousand people came over two
days! They heard sermons; sang “Bringing in the Sheaves;” ate peanut soup and
pork bone stew from Ghana, Indian chapati and chai, Brazilian caramel chocolate
balls, African fufu and heaps of traditional food cooked by the participants;
shopped at the bazaar of donated items; clapped for performers; tried on
traditional clothing for a photo op; played games; and learned about ARI’s
mission while helping us celebrate the harvest.


Our two months here is about to come to an end. In addition to working with pigs and chickens, Bob has built a roof, refinished desk tops, made minor repairs in dorms, and repainted the Peace pole.

Just this past week we harvested
sweet potatoes together. The ARI community will begin a long period when sweet potatoes are a feature of most meals because ARI eats what it grows and raises. ARI is about 90% self-sufficient in its food needs.