When I was born, my family was unhappy although believing in another religion.
My father started gardening business and growing flowers such as cyclamens in greenhouses, which used heavy oil as its fuel. When my older brother took over the business, my father wanted to help him and brought over large amounts of scrap tires at his own discretion, saying "I'm going to make a kiln to burn scrap tires instead of heavy oil."
Our rice fields and greenhouses were filled with pile of tires. Of course, a kiln was not made so easily, and soon after, how to dispose the tires became a problem. Complaints aroused from our neighbors and resident's association, but it would cost huge sums of money to dispose all of them, which left us completely at a loss.
My father and the rest of family always argued at home. My brother, his wife, and their children were living together with us, so I was worried that their marital relationship would break up by his selfish attitude.
One day in January 2000, my brother fell down in the greenhouse and passed away at his early age of thirty six. He had been overworking while having a bad cold. Since then, we had only hardships one after another; his wife took her children and left us, and a land trouble, which my father made without any consultation with us, was revealed.
I was helpless at the age of twenty six, so my sister and her husband helped m. However, my sister also lost her good health since working and taking care of her own family besides our family problem. "I cannot lose her just like my brother." I decided to help her with whatever I could do while living and working together, yet she did not recover easily.
Even in that situation, her husband did not abandon us but supported us. I wanted to repay him for his generosity, but then I lost my health. I could not live without taking medicine for stomachache and terrible nasal inflammation. I had taken the medicine every day for five years, but in the end I quit helping my sister and her husband's business.
After I left the company, Miss. Okura was employed. She told me about Johrei, and I received Johrei from Miss. Ito.
My most concern was about my brother if he was able to rest in peace after his sudden death. In order to fulfill my wish of changing Nakagawa family better, I determined to believe in this faith and received a Mihikari-sama in April 2006.
A teacher of a branch and Ms. Ito were really kind to me. The first thing for me to do was to cut off adherence to my brother's sudden death. They said, "We can't see him, but his soul is still alive. Leave your sad feelings behind, be grateful to him, and wish his good rest; otherwise, he cannot go to the spiritual world where he should be." Since I did not want to accept his death, I had left his ashes on the family Buddhist altar. As soon as I placed his ashes into the grave, my father recovered from his deadly bad condition. Later, the teacher told me, "Your brother is properly resting in peace," that lifted my spirit.
I told my sister that I wanted her completely to get well by this faith. Then, her and her younger child's entries were allowed, and she has gotten much better.
Following her, my parents who detested different religion were also allowed their entries. At the end of the same month, we arranged Buddhist mortuary tablets in order to receive the Obyobu-Kannon-sama. My mother, who had been depressed after her son and grandsons' leaving, also brightened up and was very happy. A half year later, my brother-in-low and his older child was connected with Meishu-sama, and all the family members' entries were allowed.
For now, I am praying for my nephews' good health, believing that I will see them grown one day.