Boom Roasted!

Holy thats a week. This week was a week of roastings I could say, though that might be a stretch.

Monday Monday Monday. We went back early and cleaned the house and I have some news!! My comp actually helped me! He cleaned the bathroom to! That was a very big blessing and relief for me. Our mop doesn't have a handle or pole, it is just the end part, the actual part that does the cleaning. I will send a picture. I was craving some good old french toast so I went to the store and got stuff to make it.

Tuesday was normal and all. But another bible bash ensued. Here’s the story. Remember that one lady who I told you about who I said was behind the bars as if in a prison because of her unwillingness to believe, so I don’t know why but my comp wanted to go there again but I didn’t realize we were there until we were there. So yeah. But the lady stands inside her house with the gate there just like last time. I knew what was gonna happen next. The next 35 minutes . . . . . and I didn’t want to be a part of the craziness. . . . . it was just a heap of confusion of words and doctrines. So that was interesting and we leave and as we are walking away my companion starts laughing to himself. It was weird.

That night I made two solid ham and cheese grilled sandwiches. Super rico!!! But I totally burnt one which reminded me of mom. Every day we eat lunch at 12 or 1 and then we go all day and I make dinner at home after we plan and I shower.  I eat again at like 10, my body is all used to it now. Pretty great. It is the best when my comp decides he wants pupusas. If he doesn't want to do it then we don't. So yeah. And that night, Tuesday I was expecting a regular day the next day.

That is a dollar fifty plate for lunch. Super cheap down here

Wednesday morning my comp gets up at 6 which was weird and I thought something was up, but I waited till six thirty and got up. At 6:45 my comp tells me that we are leaving at 7 o’clock to go to a multi zone that he knew about the night before and that morning yet didn't feel obligated to tell me that I could get up a little earlier to eat and get ready. That was not really a surprise. I just expect that kind of thing to happen now. No surprise.

But the multi zone that we had was in sonzacate. It was sweet! saw Elder G and Garfield and Maxwell and Hallman and Mcfarland and it was sweet. Those all from my district but not Elder H or A because they are on the other side of our mission. We had muffins and a free lunch of potatoes and steak and rolls. It was awesome annnnndddd........ I GOT THE PACKAGE!!! Oh man was that good. A letter from Aunt Amy, thank you so much by the way sounds awesome, and Benson and Mom. It was sooo great. Thank you a ton for that care package. I love it. I still have candy and fruit snacks! Deliciousness. And it was very funny the peanut butter granola bar. I laughed.

So I will skip to the really good stories of the week as I am going to write resident. On Thursday we had exchanges again. But this time Elder Hallman came to my area. Talk about a responsibility for me. For 5 weeks you sit under your companion and don’t make decisions and one day you are let free to follow the spirit to lead you to the people who need help. And you are in charge of you area. I was soooo stoked. We visited G and shared a message with him and just listened to him talk. He said he felt pressured with my comp to be baptized and to stop smoking and he said he needed time. With the familia G we talked about his daughter who is really sick and offered help and assurance that the missionaries will always be there.

Pupusas on the street!!!!!!!!

That night we went and got dinner!!!!! We got pupusas. It was incredible!! I loved it. We ate the candy and stuff. In a lesson on Friday my comp was arguing again and getting impatient and frustrated with the guy and so I hopped in and taught the bottled up 15 minute version of the first lesson. I was done closing my mouth and so I just taught. It felt good and the guy was accepting, but afterward my comp told the guy straight up . . . . .  I wasn’t frustrated and I wasn’t mad. I didn’t know what I felt. It was a rough one. One foot in front of the other. I asked my comp three specific times after that how he was and if everything was good but each time I got no response. Talk about confusing. I was humbled that day.

Saturday was a trial. I need to trust in the Lord and His timing for me here and now. Alma 34 41 and also Alma 58 33 and 37. I have learned about faith and hope in Christ during affliction. Thanks for the letters and for all you do. I am keeping my head up. Every day is hard. I pray for the strength to do what I am asked. I love you all. Know I am doing good and there really are great times on the mission. I am roasting in an oven of trial, being purged and purified. And this week was crazy hot.

Sincerely Elder Ostler