Teach one day, celebrate the rest!

So started off the day early, getting up before 7 to snag some of the best coffee this side of Apante. I love having the opportunity to get up in the morning, really reflecting on the Father and what he has in store for me the rest of the day. The Father has been reminding me SO MUCH lately about how he wants to use me in my weakness to display his glory. Because honestly, I don't feel comfortable translating from Spanish to English for a doctor, but the Father has continually reminded me the past three days that He has me exactly where he wants me: in a vulnerable position so that His strength can fill me.
Mo and I left this morning at about 7:40 to walk to school. We found out late last night that we were celebrating again today for "Day of the child" so we had to make sure to be at the school by 8. Once we got there, we found Yadira and Johana, the teachers that we help, making sandwiches for all of the kids. Mo and I immediately hopped in, and soon enough we had an assembly line of bread, mayo, bologna, cheese, lettuce, tomatoe, special nica spread, and then second piece of bread. Ha, we've made many a sandwich in Nica, but never any this elaborate. The usual is bread, bologna, and special nica spread. Once the sandwiches were made, we all piled on the bus with the deaf class as well, and headed to Monkey Park. We were literally packed like sardines on that bus. Once at Monkey Park it was a free for all of playgrounds, monkeys, rabbits, geese, deer, owls, and more! Mo and I just split up and went around with the kids everywhere. Such a great time. After a few hours at Monkey Park, Mo and I walked back to the center of town to catch a bus back up to the team house. We made it up there in enough time to change and head with Chico with lunch to Yaule.
The Cornelia group (plus Big and Chris) were spending the day in Yaule, right outside the city of Matagalpa. After a delicious lunch, it was back to work. Big had spent the morning doing triage (taking blood pressure, temperatures, weights, etc.) while Chris helped with VBS in the hot sun. After lunch, Big went back to smuggling pills, and Chris went back to entertain the children. Mo assumed her usual rockstar position in the pharmacy translating the prescriptions for the patients, and I went back to help Dr. Weaver with some translating. I loved the whole afternoon, especially recognizing Saul from last year. He came through to see Dr. Weaver, and right when I saw his name and his face, he grinned at me, asking if I remembered him. I had spent a day with Saul and his brother last year, Alex, when the highschool group from SUMC came through. Funny story. At one time last year, I was carrying Saul and Alex on my back, like a bag of potatoes on each shoulder, and Alex, the five year old, expelled some gas right in my year. So naturally, I made sure to remind him of his sour intestines when I saw him.
When we arrived back to the team house this afternoon, the neighborhood boys soon assembled and we played baseball for a couple of hours. They love having more "gringos" here to have a bigger game. We even went back outside after dinner to play a little UNO and more baseball for a couple hours. So as Raf so eloquently stated when I came inside from playing, "You stink." So clearly, hours later, still no shower, but it's calling my name, as is the cover in my bed. Be praying for us tomorrow! It's our last day with the medical team and we're spending it in San Jose. I know the Father wants to use us in a mighty way tomorrow. I feel it.
Love you all,
sb

p.s. Happy Birthday again Taylor! Love you brother.