Okay so I will start from Monday and go from there. Mom you might want somebody to translate that but whatevs. So Monday. On Monday,we played basketball and my team crushed. It was so much fun but sadly we couldn't play full court. It was still super fun and the sun is absolutely killer here- from 11 to 3 it is just blistering hot.
Then we were going to go home right and I needed to go get food from the store, so we walk to the direction of the store but the bus stop is right next to the store. My comp walked right past the store and on to the bus stop, but I needed food to eat. I didn't want to starve. I yell out to him and say I need to go to the store. He tells me that we can’t go and I was like what? why not? Then he tells me we don’t have time. We had an hour and 15 minutes till 6 o’clock. We discussed this point for 3 minutes and I stayed firm. He told me I had only 10 minutes to buy food. He got out his watch and literally followed me around the store staring at his watch hand timing me. Guess how long it took? 4 minutes and 30 seconds. I wanted to tell him see look it only took four minutes, but I didn’t because that wouldn’t be nice so I thanked him for letting me go in the store and buy stuff. He was so mad at me I could tell because he didn’t allow me a chance to talk in the lessons the rest of that night. It was intense.
I got the package for my birthday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thank you so much. Everything made it perfectly sound and awesome and I love the oreos! Harrison and Saydi I got your letters! You guys are rocking it. Keep workin hard! Your words of encouragement helped so much! I also got the letters from Benson and Wilson. I got all these things on Tuesday when we went to El Salvador for a multizone that day. It took like all day. We left at 6 and got there at 8 and had breakfast. I saw Elder Abilez and Harris and practically everyone! They have some crazy stories that is for sure! Especially the ones in the city. But the multizone was awesome.
President Hintze is great. But this mission has a problem with obedience. The latino central america culture is laid back like crazy and a lot of the missionaries think of their mission as a paid vacation. A ton of them are way disobedient and they take punishment as a joke and just laugh. So yeah it is hard. But on the bus ride home I sat in the back with Elder McFarland and we talked the whole like 2 hours. It was soooooooo awesome. So incredible. We talked about anything and everything. It was super cool. It smelled like one of those airport buses so that brought a lot of memories back to me form Hawaii and Mexico. But we talked about life. Being missionaries, teaching people, investigators, peach my gospel, hiking and everything. I felt so good after that ride.
Wednesday I literally can’t remember what happened except my comp macheted me during our comp inventory and I told him how he should respect others thoughts and ideas more, but I did it in a nice way. He didn’t care though. Tough little man. And I never got a call to notify me that I was training so I was really really bummed about that because I really wanted to train.
Thursday, the day of the transfer call. All day my mind was racing and asking and wondering if I would get a call, if I would be changed. I had waited for the 20th of November more than for my birthday. But first that day we visited people and had the normal stuff happen. Then we went and visited a family who are members and are neighbors with another family and wait, I’m sending, one sec
sorry I had to send that because my other tabs went weird and I didn’t want to lose what I had wrote. Anyways we went to visit the familia who gave us a reference to their neighbors. We went to visit the familia and the kids of their neighbors were in their house. We talk a little but then my comp starts to teach the kids. uhhh that is not good. You have to talk to the parents before you can teach the kids. I felt that I should tell my comp to stop talking especially because we were in a members house. It was not a good situation. I could see in the eyes of Brother C that it was not good. Like he was full on teaching these kids about the restoration and everything without permission.
Finally my comp stopped talking and then I jumped in and asked the kids about their parents and stuff and what times they are usually home so we can visit them. Then Sister C started talking and began to machette us. She told us that we couldn’t do that and teach these kids and that we need to be on time. She looked at my comp the whole time and machetted him. But I was dragged in to it to as his comp. I thought back and saw that I should have told him to stop.
Brother C grabbed a chair and brought it close to us and sat right in front of us. I knew something was gonna go down. He started to tell us from experience. He served a mission and was ap and all that stuff so he told us that what we did was out of order. He was 100 percent right. I was on the edge of my seat listening intently and being respectful to him. He talked for like 5 minutes out of concern for us not in anger. He told us he had seen us walking and that we need to walk together and not one of us way behind, which is me. He told us that there was no spirit in our companionship and that that was not good. He nailed it on the head. He then looked at my comp directly and told him this was directed toward him. He talk and identified the exact problems within our companionship. . . . . . .
I was hoping for change but the little doubt was always there. That night when the call didn’t come until 10 I was freaking out causing myself unnecessary pain and frustration. Then the call came and I could not sleep. I could not fall asleep. I was sooooo happy. I did a little dance outside and ate some oreos. It was sooooooo great. I knew I was staying in my area but didn’t know my comp.
Friday we went to versailless to the exchange meeting. We sat there in the chapel and the president talked, Hermana Hintze talked and the slide show by president to find out comps and areas. I knew my area had been combined with Elder Hallmans that I was in charge of both areas now. Suupppeeerrrr huge. I wanted a gringo comp so bad. It was turn for our zone. It showed the zone leaders first then it showed Castano. My picture was up there with my name with a blank space to the right. President clicked the button and a picture of a latino popped up with the name Elder Sanchez. Booommm baby! I got a new companion!!!!!
As we sat together he didn’t stop talking to his other latino buddies. My heart sank. I became discouraged and wanted to sink through the floor. I became worried and nervous for the mystery of a new comp and how everything would work out. I wanted to quit and be done and to disappear, to go home and not have to work anymore. It was a tough couple of hours. On the bus ride home Elder Richard and Hallman who crazilly is still in my district and zone!!! gave me good advice and picked me up from my fallen state. Mentally I was roasted. Fried. No one knows how hard Elder P was. I don’t even realize how hard it was. I can’t believe I did it.
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Yesterday we had a baptism!!!! We reactivated his less active family and I was able to baptize him. MY FIRST BAPTISM!!!!!!!!!!! SUUPPER AWESOME- The mission is real. I also cut this ladies grass on Saturday with a machette and got a sweet blister on my thumb. Ostler lawn and garden now serves in El Salvador and soon to offer in Belice! I love you all, this week will go super fast!
Love you,
Elder Ostler
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