Armed with a piece of paper, we went to the only gas station in Lagunas to get gas. Frank entered into the bathroom to shave, and I asked some people on the other side of the pump if they knew the address I had. The man said, “Isn’t this Heriberto’s brother, with whom they worked at the Cruz Azul cement plant. They took us to his brother’s house (next door to Nicolas’ house). He knew who we were, since his brother had shared of our conversations, and that we were coming. His brother took us to Nicolas’ work at about 1:00pm, and his boss (also a Christian) let him off work that afternoon to visit with us. We sat for about 4 hours discussing scripture. Nicolas asked how we were called into the minsitry. Frank & I each shared testimonies. Then Nicolas brought out 2 of his notebooks and we asked about the experience with the hill. We had brought with us a copy of the Restoration Witness where Frank had written an article and had photos of the hill. As our eyes fell upon the sketch that Nicolas had made, and looked at the photo at the bottom left of the page and they were the same! The same size, shape, and perspective! It was truly convincing to all. Nicolas had seen Hill Rabón. He would climb it one day and write. That day would be soon...but in God’s timing....

            On April 12, 1998, returning from elder’s conference by land, we stayed at a hotel in a nearby city and I went to see Nicolas at about 9:30pm that night. He had just arrived at home. We share of Zion. We both opened our scriptures and both Bibles fell open to Isaiah 60; the future glory of Zion. Since our last visit, Nicolas had asked the Lord about us and the Lord told Nicolas, “Do not reject the minsitry that they give you, for I have sent them.”

            On about June 27th, our family was travelling to the US to prepare to gather, and we stopped in again to visit. Now upon arriving, our family stays with Heriberto and family. They have a nice house and they give us their masterbedroom, and they sleep with their children. What friends. This trip, again Nicolas was home and he shared with us the next morning, that that night while praying, the Lord showed him a vision of our family, and he saw himself. He saw a light over his head, and a greater light over ours.

            On July 25th while returning to Honduras from our job/school/home-hunting visit to the US, we again stopped to see him. No one was home at either house. We felt saddened. It was the first time we would not see him. We left to go search for him. While turning the corner from his house, we started down the next street, and he walked out of a neigbours house as I drove by. We share again. It seemed that the devil was trying to kill him. 2 times he had recently escaped a car accident. The next day we were involved in a car wreck, where we also saw the grace of Christ protecting us in our lead vehicle, while the towed pick-up broke free and smashed into another large truck. The rear of our truck stopped 4 inches from the front bumper of his truck. The devil was truly at work; and so was Christ.

            On about June 16th, 1999 we stopped again and he told us of a vision he had of a mountain with snow, and people were around the base holding hands, from different nations. In the heavens was descending Jesus with thousands of his saints. He knew that place was not in Mexico. We know it as Mt. Zion. He knows Zion is true.

            In one of these visits he shared that the Lord had told him that he would be ordained to His priesthood by the laying on of hands, and that God would send His representative.

            Since then, we’ve seen him a few more times. Now we don’t see him each time we try. He still knows he has a work on Hill Rabón. Our prayers are still with him. His last words to us was that he knew he would be working more closely with our church in the future.

            Seventies Neil Simmons and Frank Frye have also visited with him on occasion.  I was not at first compelled to ask him to become a part of this restoration gospel directly, other than to teach him what we believed, and he understood.  It may now be God's timing.