I am tired of feeling dirty all the time. Give someone a hug and feel dirty all day. This country is full of dirt and dust.
I was asked 3 times by the locals for a bandana – Something I have never worn in El Salvador nor anywhere else. These people are persistent. I hate to turn them down because I’m sure they have nothing. But it is annoying after a while.
This morning I went out door knocking with Ever and someone else. The first house the family seemed receptive at first, but we later found they were Pentecostal. The older lady started chanting and pointing at me as if to put a curse on me. Then she knelt down and prayed and chanted. We left.
The 2nd house produced results. After an hour of studying the older lady (who seemed preoccupied the whole time) decided to be baptized.
We had to bring a truck to pick her up and drive her to the baptistery since she was old and in bad health.
These Latin American preachers definitely know what they’re talking about as far as the Bible is concerned. They don’t cut corners. They know their scripture. I had little idea what they were talking about during the Bible study, but they must have said it forceful enough to get the point across.
Phil, Jessila, Robert, Jason and Canaan and I went out door knocking in the marketplace today. We also had time to shop around. I tried getting a soccer jersey. The lady wanted $40. I tried to offer her $20, but she wouldn’t take it.
Tonight we had alot of people for worship tonight. I think another CoC in the area brought a bus. I guess everyone wanted to say goodbye to us. Tomorrow we leave at 7Am. Probably wake up at 5:30.
I’m tired of writing. More to come later.