Nobody travelling from North Dakota this morning?
Peanut butter jelly time!
Some people had no problem catching a little shut eye in the bus station.
Half way through the trip, my bag was lost. They told me it would probably meet me at my destination but, one week later I was still bagless. Unfortunately, this also meant I was passportless! And with only 2 weeks before my flight back to Nicaragua!! I immediately started running around trying to get my missing documents replaced. On my first stop, a young Spanish speaking young lady approached me with a question about the local buses. She was surprised when I answered her in Spanish. From there, we talked for the next hour. It turns out, she had just arrived from Honduras and was still very upset about the death of her mother and nephew the year before. She told me that the previous day, she had been inconsolable thinking about it. Amidst her sobs and crying out to God she got a knock on the door. Obe guess who it was! She spoke with the Witnesses from the local Spanish congregation and said she felt so much better after hearing about the Bible's hope for the dead. And now that she met me, she really thought Jehovah was talking to her. I showed her a few things on jw.org and we swapped info. We continue to stay in contact and I hope she will accompany me to a Spanish meeting soon :-) In other good news, later that day, the bus company found my bag with all of it's contents intact! Woo hoo!
What a wonderful experience! Doesn't it feel good when Jehovah can use you. Especially, when you needed to be distracted from worrying about your bag. He helped her and you at the same time. Plus to top it off peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, my favorite!
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