About
two weeks ago me and my companion needed to find new people to teach.
We have a huge map of our area in our apartment and we decided to pray
and then choose a street to visit. After choosing the street we left to
knock on doors. and on this WHOLE street only one older man opened the
door. He told us he wasnt interested but that he sells pupusas (A type
of food from El Salvador) so he gave us his number if we ever wanted to
eat Pupsusas. 
Flash
forward to about a week ago. We didnt have somewhere to go for lunch so
we called this guy up and asked for Pupusas. He seemed really surprised
that we called. We headed over to his house and ended up meeting his
wife and sitting down to eat with them. We left them a pamphlet and
casually talked a little about our message. Flash forward to this past
Friday. We decided to celebrate my one year anniversary with Pupusas so
we called this guy up AGAIN. This time we ate with them and while were
all laughing and joking and eating when this man got serious and said,
´´hermanas. I am really sick. I dont know how much time I have left
here. I have made a lot of mistakes... I have no idea where I will go
when I die. I dont believe in Religion´´ and we all sat there in a heavy
silence... not knowing what to tell him. We finally broke the silence
and shared a little bit about a plan that Heavenly Father created for
us. A plan that makes its possible for us to all make it back to
him...We invited him to pray about it. After eating delicious pupusas we
left to visit other people. That same night we got a call from this
man... and oh my goodness you guys should have seen me and my
companion... HE´S CALLING US. WHAT DO WE DO! YOU ANSWER IT! NO YOU
ANSWER IT! hahahahah I
ended up answering it and this guy says, ´´Hermanas! Do you guys have
lunch tomorrow?? If not come and eat with us here! FREE´´ hahah oh my
goodness we were so excited. We headed over to eat lunch with him and
his wife on Saturday and ended up sharing more with him. He has so many
doubts and doesnt believe in Jesus Christ or the Bible... let alone our
story about prophets and latter day revelation But
I just cant help but hope that maybe he can change and become a better
person... That maybe we were sent there for a reason and maybe.. JUST
MAYBE... we can help him :) But he definitely needs a lot of prayers his
way! #PrayForJose
As for this
week it was a good one! Other than the fact that I got a bloody nose
while walking in the street and literally had nothing but my sciptures
in my backpack and DEFINITELY wasnt going to use those ;) so I ended up
ripping off some leaves from a nearby tree to try to get it to stop.
Lets just say it didnt work out to well and I looked like I had killed
someone with blood all down my face and all over my hands. That was a
great experience. hahahah
But all in all it was
a good week :) Love you all. And just so you all know I am know as the
missionary who gets the most mail in my whole mission... so thanks for
being the best family and friends a missionary could ask for 
. And thanks for not forgetting about me over here in Costa Rica 
hahah! Love you all and hope you have a great week!
Hermana Bass
PHOTOS
1. Our neighbor gave us donuts to celebrate one year in the mission :)
2. COSTA RICA TRAIN TRACKS
3. SERVICE.
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