Tuesday in the Sun
We were out in the public ministry today, under a nearly cloudless sky, with temperatures peaking at 94 degrees F. I wore my straw hat so instead of my scalp getting dry-toasted it got a steam bath instead. One merciful thing about the work here, the brothers do not wear ties. It's just not Mexico ... for very good reason. In this heat it would mean doom. Let's hope this practice catches on in the rest of North America soon.
Before we began the brother caring for the arrangement read 1 Timothy 2:4 that says God's "will is that all sorts of people should be saved and come to an accurate knowledge of truth." He reminded us that, for this reason we speak to everyone without prejudice and don't neglect to speak with someone just because he happens to be rich. :-) We didn't meet any of those today but we did come across one outstanding house that was barricaded more securely than Fort Knox.
Our territory included a 3-storey multi-residence complex with about 30 dwellings. We had to pause in the shade to recover some strength before taking on the stairs. On the second floor we had the pleasure of encountering a Mexican sister who lives there. She was holding her infant. I had the opportunity to introduce a number of persons to the JW.org website which is about all I can do in Spanish.
The last door in the territory was up a precarious stairway. I asked Carol to stay below while I went up. No one was home so from up there I took a photo of Carol and she took one of me.
Before we began the brother caring for the arrangement read 1 Timothy 2:4 that says God's "will is that all sorts of people should be saved and come to an accurate knowledge of truth." He reminded us that, for this reason we speak to everyone without prejudice and don't neglect to speak with someone just because he happens to be rich. :-) We didn't meet any of those today but we did come across one outstanding house that was barricaded more securely than Fort Knox.
Scenes from today's territory.
In the above photos, the middle-left one shows an excavation that goes right up to the street's curb and inches away from house foundations. The drop is about 15 to 20 feet. Any earth tremors or even a good rainfall could well produce noteworthy results on this site.
Our territory included a 3-storey multi-residence complex with about 30 dwellings. We had to pause in the shade to recover some strength before taking on the stairs. On the second floor we had the pleasure of encountering a Mexican sister who lives there. She was holding her infant. I had the opportunity to introduce a number of persons to the JW.org website which is about all I can do in Spanish.
The last door in the territory was up a precarious stairway. I asked Carol to stay below while I went up. No one was home so from up there I took a photo of Carol and she took one of me.
My photo. Notice the Coke cans on the lower steps.
We needed a wet sugar bomb to keep going in the
heat. Note: No stair handrails.
Carol's photo of me working the high ground and
looking like Cowboy Bob. The hat does help.



The beverage carts are a great idea but we can’t be sure the juice is safe for us to drink. Only when there are coconuts and the guy cracks them open in front of us do we enjoy mucho the water inside. So it was coke time from a tienda instead.😋
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