monday through wednesday
On Monday morning we loaded up and headed for the hills... we had no idea of the beauty that was waiting there. Our bus moved slowly for the last 25 miles as master driver Julio navigated the obstacles of the unpaved road. When we climbed out for a late lunch at the top of the mountains we were greeted by refreshing cool winds and fabulous vistas. Nora whipped up some great pasta before our hike to one of the most fabulous spots on the planet, La mano de Dios/Diablo, the hand of God/Devil.
As with our time at Batahola Norte where we were introduced to the work of Father Angel and Sister Margie, here in the mountains we saw first hand the legacy of Father Rafael Fabretto, a Salesian missionary from Venice, Italy. We spent time visiting the Frabretto Center here in Cusmapa, we helped to cook food for the 300 school children who come to the center each day for lunch and additional schooling as the public schools operate for only half a day. Like Father Fabretto years ago, we too were taken with the children, struck by the poverty that exist in this remote community, and completely inspired yet again by the people who are laboring here and bringing about God's kingdom on earth.
Tonight we gathered before leaving to reflect, to share, to figure out how the changes that are happening within us will translate into action and renewel as we travel home. Indeed each of us has changed, each in our own way. The Nicaraguan people have taught us about joy, and hope, and determination, and transparency, and injustice. Now we begin our journey home, hoping not to lose sight of all that we have seen, hoping that the transformation within translates into a transformation of our life and work in Cincinnati.
Buenos noches y hasta manana!
On Monday morning we loaded up and headed for the hills... we had no idea of the beauty that was waiting there. Our bus moved slowly for the last 25 miles as master driver Julio navigated the obstacles of the unpaved road. When we climbed out for a late lunch at the top of the mountains we were greeted by refreshing cool winds and fabulous vistas. Nora whipped up some great pasta before our hike to one of the most fabulous spots on the planet, La mano de Dios/Diablo, the hand of God/Devil.
As with our time at Batahola Norte where we were introduced to the work of Father Angel and Sister Margie, here in the mountains we saw first hand the legacy of Father Rafael Fabretto, a Salesian missionary from Venice, Italy. We spent time visiting the Frabretto Center here in Cusmapa, we helped to cook food for the 300 school children who come to the center each day for lunch and additional schooling as the public schools operate for only half a day. Like Father Fabretto years ago, we too were taken with the children, struck by the poverty that exist in this remote community, and completely inspired yet again by the people who are laboring here and bringing about God's kingdom on earth.
Tonight we gathered before leaving to reflect, to share, to figure out how the changes that are happening within us will translate into action and renewel as we travel home. Indeed each of us has changed, each in our own way. The Nicaraguan people have taught us about joy, and hope, and determination, and transparency, and injustice. Now we begin our journey home, hoping not to lose sight of all that we have seen, hoping that the transformation within translates into a transformation of our life and work in Cincinnati.
Buenos noches y hasta manana!
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