Tao to be a Messianic 2

So the ugly baby grew up really ugly, my mother was very convinced that she did a very good job to name me as Irene, instead of Meiling that carries the letter of "beauty".

the picture is from my book "Dragon DenDera and Two right hands."
Rei Munakata's book

As a kid, I was suffering from atopic dermatitis.
Tumor on the head wasn't an issue.  I grew big, but the tumor remained in its original size.  Now I still have a mark of it on my head.  Hair doesn't grow on that spot, but I am a female.  I can grow my hair long and cover the mark.
But atopic dermatitis was a great issue for me.
My morning starts with peeling my pajamas off from my skin.
Other kids called me "bacteria" because of the ugliness of the skin.
Bullied, of course.  None wanted to touch me.
For long long time, I struggled because of my ugliness.
None liked me.  I had no friends.

My mother encouraged me to go to church.
She is now a Buddhist.  At that time she used Christianity for the education.  She wanted me to be able to speak English and hoping that I would study abroad.  She thought it would be better for me to know of Christianity because that is the base of the European culture.
I read Bible since I was 5.  Thinking about that, I wasn't a stupid child but at that time, I had zero self confidence.  Everyone made me believe I am the worst failure of the nature.

At the age of 11.  Other girls started talking about boys.  Who is more handsome or prettier and who is crushed on whom....
I was of course, out of any lists.

I wanted to kill myself.

I wanted to end my misery.  I prayed as I was taught in the church and also because I had experienced the deliberation of Holy Spirit when I was 8.  I shall write about it in my next article. Anyway, I prayed to Jesus. (now I never call Him Jesus)
"Lord, please make me pretty.  I will be content if you make me half pretty as much as my mom or please let me die.  I do not want to be beaten or despised anymore."
I don't forget that it was November 24th night.
The next morning... came.  I woke up with a desperation because He didn't take my life.  I started my daily custom of peeling off pajamas.  But it was different.  I didn't have to peel off.
I just naturally took off my pajama.  I still had dermatitis but something was different.  Since that day, my dermatitis began to be cured.

My life was dramatically improved from that day.  In two years from that day, my dermatitis was cured completely.
It was cured as dramatic as I started modeling 10 years later.
It didn't take more than one year for me to realize that my look is not so bad.
This is how I look now...

And this is how I looked two moth after delivering my son.  That is 8 years ago.

Miracle is natural....
Everything is planned by ELOHIM and designed so precisely as it should be.
I think what happened when I was 11 was nothing but His call.
But I was too young to notice.
I failed to stay with Him.

by the time I went to a Christian high school, I realized that I could always be one of the prettiest and what is more, ELOHIM prepared me also with intelligence.
I was significant in my school, first because of my English.  I was always one of the top students of the school also in the study.
ELOHIM gave English to me as "tongue" but He never stopped giving me new languages ever since.
Now I speak 7 languages.
And yet, I failed to stay with Him.  Because I believed that I myself earned it with my own ability.  I believed (so stupidly) that it is matter of course, that I grew pretty because my mother is so beautiful.  I took everything for granted and I praised and admired my own self.
I cannot believe I had forgotten the days of misery so easily.
But it was a trap of Saturn to put me in the worse misery.
How easily I fell, in the hand of Saturn.


Tao to be a Messianic 1.
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See some resemblance?

😆
This is Hiyoko Manju.
A famous sweet from Hyogo pref. Japan.
It means Chick Cake.

and this is my son, RM

And this is Hiyoko Manju.

and this is my son RM

Enjoying the favor of Saturn is as bad as acting for him.

This is my son, Ryo Michelangelo.
Now it is 2018, he is 8.

Once we had Jamaican family as our friends.
African Americans are so popular here in this "village" where we live especially because this family is with two kids.  People treat them like a Hollywood star or pandas in a zoo.
Ryo once felt little bit of jealous because a group of four girls made fuss to take picture only of the Jamaican boy and pushed my son out.
He said "where should I go to be loved like him?"

I shared that with the mother and she said "it is only Japanese that make that kind of fuss just because our being black." sounding rather despising Japanese.
I was very happy to hear that and said "I take it as chance to RM to get over the jealousy." I was happy because I thought my friend understood what hurt my son.

5 seconds later than that conversation, 2 girls bumped my son with their hips to take picture of the Jamaican boy and they asked the mother to take the picture for them.
My son cried and the mother saw it and said to the girls .... "Sure you guys stand there and smile."
I left the place with my son without saying anything.
I didn't like the action of that Jamaican mother because I believe, enjoying the favor of Saturn is as bad as acting for him.

I wrote about this experience in the FB few days ago because I was asking ELOHIM if it was me that should repent for my un-forgiveness or them that dress like christians for being hypocrites.
ELOHIM Answered so clearly.

2 or 3 days after my writing about that, we and my Ecclesia went out. While excursion, my son decided to swing in a park.  He does that sometime because that is how he meditates and talks with ELOHIM.
Again 5 seconds later, 2 old ladies came asking if they can take picture of my son.  We are Japanese and look Japanese nothing of us is unique.  We are not famous. None knows us.
Yet...., they wanted his picture.
We didn't commit the same sin because, my son was the only kid in our Ecclesia , and in that park at that moment.

His Message is so clear.
We are the apples in His eyes and we are the Ecclesia for Him.
My son values a lot in the eyes of ELOHIM.

Praise ELOHIM!

In this category of "Salome's nursery room", I'd like to share more of my experience in raising my son with Messiah.

Tao to be a messianic. 1

I was born in a far east land.
My mother was a very beautiful woman that holds a letter that means "beauty" in her name.

In the modern history of Asia, there were three famous sisters.
They are called as Soong sisters.

I was about to be named as Meiling, Mary as English name, that holds the letter of "beauty" as my mother's name.
But as soon as my mother saw the new born baby, she had to change her plan.
I was so ugly with a tumor covered half of my face, so yellow because of jaundice and few days after, my skin was covered with eczema.
My mother felt pity she changed her choice of the sister.  Instead of Meiling Soong, who is the wife of general Chiang Kai-shek, she chose Ailing, the first sister, and that name is Irene in English. The name holds a letter means "love".  She prayed through this name so her daughter will be at least lovely despite of her being so ugly.

ELOHIM Leads our lives with endless wonder.  It is Him that Named me as Irene, in Hebrew this name is Salome, Shalomit.
I know this name freaks lots of people out because of the princess Salome who demanded the head of John the Baptist as a pries for her exotic dance.
And this might freak you out.... that I was a professional dancer and I danced in Rome at the presence of Romans for long time.

In this blog, I will write about my fate, my bible study and about my relationship with ELOHIM.
You will find out, by and by, why I do not use that common word "God" and why I call our Savior as  Yehushua, instead of Jesus or Yeshua.
I will write especially about my personal passage to Yehushua HaMassiah in this category of "Tao to be a Messianic"

Dear Adonai ELOHIM,
praise be Thy Name.
Over these 42 years, You Are training me.  I was a sinner.  One of the most terrible sinners, I was.  But You Chose that sinner to show your truth.  I am your media and your peace.
I hereby speak out as your witness.  I testify that You Are alive and expressing your existence through out so many things.
You Prepared me with the ability of the "tongue".  Now You Are typing through the "tongue" and "body" You have prepared to appeal to Your chosen ones.
I know out there, some are laughing.  But for others that are chosen by You, for that are Your "lost lamb", You Will blow that trumpet and they shall rise up from the ashes, up from the tomb.  They will be driven by the code You Hid in their "ladder".
I pray blessings for my brothers and sisters.
Let their ears be opened.  Not because of my poor words but by Your voice, may they move.
In the Holy Name of Yehushua, I pray.
Amen

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