I've been wanting to tell this story here for quite a while, so here it goes. In recent years a number of yakuza gangsters have been saved in Japan. Down in Kobe some years ago one was saved and became a pastor, and a member of the Barabbas Mission, which works to see other yakuza saved. Here is his story: http://www.worldmag.com/2001/04/barabbas_lives The yakuza are the traditional gangsters of Japan, the Japanese version of the mafia with some similarities in social structure and activities. The history of the yakuza goes back as much as 200 years, and the yakuza were originally a legit, small time business group. This story is about a man I'll call Usagi, which is similar to his real name, but means rabbit. God is gradually helping this man to grow into a gentle rabbit from the nasty wolf he was when I met him. I had met a yakuza once before, ironically when we visited Hokkaido years before ever being called up to this northern island of Japan. On our way to visit our friends in Asahikawa, we got on a train and saw room for all three of us to sit where there were seats facing each other. Patty and Paul sat together and I sat next to a mousy little man. I took the opportunity to witness to give him a tract and witness to him, but he said, "I can't read." I was amazed, because illiteracy is very rare in Japan! I asked him what his job was and he said, "I work in the water trade," a euphemism for some of the filthy things the yakuza do. Usagi was very different from this young man. Next time I'll tell how my co-worker and I met him.