Zihua Once More
This afternoon we paid what we expect to be our last trip to Zihua prior to leaving, and we have the following photos to show for it. We paused to cool down with a lemonade. Yes, lemonade. You just can't get better refreshment and quenching of thirst than with these local lemonades. You can keep the Coronas.
First, some scenes from where we sat ...
After schlepping around we caught a bus home. Taking a bus here is always an adventure. Some are fine, a few deliver an unmercifully percussive ride. We unfortunately boarded one of the latter. It advanced along the road rattling, banging, and grinding like a hardware store in an earthquake. It felt like, and sounded like, the bus was losing important pieces along the way, but it not only clattered us home, but also in time to watch the sunset (photo below).
Eight of our brothers and sisters were already on the beach occupying a row of chairs, watching the display. It was good to see them and chat. One told me an interesting experience I'll relate here.
A brother in the ministry returned to his car group after making a visit that went badly. He reported that he knocked on the door of an upset and angry man who told him he had no time or interest to talk to him. He said his wife had just left him, he was furious, told the brother to go away, and slammed the door.
A sister in the car said, "That man needs a coffee and a doughnut. You need to bring him that." The brother thought she was joking. She wasn't joking. She urged him to do it. So he went to a doughnut shop and obtained the items. He went back and knocked on the man's door. The man was shocked to see him again and the brother quickly explained, "I realize this is a bad time and there's nothing I can say to help you right now. But please accept this coffee and doughnut. It just may do you a little good."
A week or so later the brother made a return visit. The man's wife answered the door. She asked him, "Are you the person who brought a coffee and doughnut to my husband?" He said yes. "What did you do to my husband?" she asked. She explained that she later returned to pick up some of her belongings expecting much more strife. She said he just sat at the table and calmly told her she could take anything at all she wanted. This led to more reasonable conversation between them, and a reconciliation.
They both accepted the offer of a home Bible study and today are baptized JWs.
First, some scenes from where we sat ...
This area is now experiencing a dwindling
tourist population as snowbird season ends.
A sand castle builder, our table cloth, a caged cat
in a hammock, and a silhouetted bike.
Yours truly. I told you we had lemonade!
After schlepping around we caught a bus home. Taking a bus here is always an adventure. Some are fine, a few deliver an unmercifully percussive ride. We unfortunately boarded one of the latter. It advanced along the road rattling, banging, and grinding like a hardware store in an earthquake. It felt like, and sounded like, the bus was losing important pieces along the way, but it not only clattered us home, but also in time to watch the sunset (photo below).
Notice the red reflection on the chair backs?
A brother in the ministry returned to his car group after making a visit that went badly. He reported that he knocked on the door of an upset and angry man who told him he had no time or interest to talk to him. He said his wife had just left him, he was furious, told the brother to go away, and slammed the door.
A sister in the car said, "That man needs a coffee and a doughnut. You need to bring him that." The brother thought she was joking. She wasn't joking. She urged him to do it. So he went to a doughnut shop and obtained the items. He went back and knocked on the man's door. The man was shocked to see him again and the brother quickly explained, "I realize this is a bad time and there's nothing I can say to help you right now. But please accept this coffee and doughnut. It just may do you a little good."
A week or so later the brother made a return visit. The man's wife answered the door. She asked him, "Are you the person who brought a coffee and doughnut to my husband?" He said yes. "What did you do to my husband?" she asked. She explained that she later returned to pick up some of her belongings expecting much more strife. She said he just sat at the table and calmly told her she could take anything at all she wanted. This led to more reasonable conversation between them, and a reconciliation.
They both accepted the offer of a home Bible study and today are baptized JWs.
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