cowboy's Lord hand and mango's

We went out to go to work and the farm was close up. They been doing a lot of fixing thing up. So we went out to the little church to fill the barrel with water for the toilet. We were leaving and wave to the man who moves cattle pass the little church every day. He waved back at us and wanted to ask us about the church. He said why are you not having your meetings on Sunday's, I told him that we changed it in the morning because it would be cooler for the people then. While we was talking he looked at my missionary tag and read Jesucristo you believe in him he asked? Yes and this is his church, this gave me the opportunity to tel him about the book of Mormon. What a wonderful surprise. We will have to check up on him. We decide to go see Mauro. I wanted to take some mango's with us to the family but we headed out from the little church and the market is on the other side of Los Mochis. Brent said we see what we could find along the way. I said will pay more for them. We head out any way. We stopped at San Miguel at store asking for mango. They did not have mango because all the locals get them at the mango packing plant. She told us were the plant was down a canal road. We went looking for the plant. Could not find it so we stop at little town out at the end of the road. Only to be told it was around the corner. They gave us four bucket over flowing with mango's. I ask them how much it would be and the lady there said that it would be free and when I needed any more to come and get more. WOW what a surprise, we thanked her and headed out to Mauro home in Poplado #7. Francisco their grand son, met us at the gate with hugs. He ask for oranges his favorite and the other kids ask were are the potato. We just said it not potato season but it mango season. We left most the mango's there the kid were eating them within moment of getting there.
We found they still had not got their bus passes which will help them go to church. We took them to find out about it. We had to make lot of stops asking about them only to find they were in Los Mochis. Mauro went back with us to visit Liberato and get the pass. The end of another working day in the life of a missionary.