We woke to more rain after a night of rain. I think we all had the same thought at breakfast but noone wanted to be the pessimist...would we make it to the village on that rutted, muddy road!? And, more importantly, would we make it back? We all decided that garbage bags as rain jackets would suffice in case we had to walk a little distance... But Ismael was confident that we would be fine... And, as usual, Ismael was right!
After our stop at the Guatemalan version of Anderson's (which has become a daily thing now that Ismael and Ed are in cahoots), we were off. On the way to the village I was thinking that it might be a slow day with rain steadily falling. Boy was I wrong! We pulled up to the clinic to find the largest crowd of the week. Trucks has come from 2 villages bringing families to be seen, as well as the last minute Pueblo Nuevo-ers who wanted a 'consulta'!
I was so proud of our team today! It was a long day with lots of challenges but everyone stayed so positive and upbeat and really showed God's love to the people here. Ed and Franklin and Hansen (2 of Ismael's sons) made good progress on the desks until a broken drill bit ended their fun. Ed spent the rest of the day cleaning up the school, mounting a peg board for the teachers, picking up the trash around the school yard.
Historically when it rains, things come 2 by 2. Today, however, the kids were coming 4 by 5. I don't know how those pediatricians keep all those kids straight! Kim spent some time counseling a new mom who was struggling with a fussy baby. She also bought a Spanish- Q'eqchi' dictionary and is working on becoming tri-lingual. Porsche aspirated and injected and biopsied more things, and if it hurts she can manipulate it. I'm not sure if I will be able to return without a D. O. next time...people really seem to appreciate the touch and the stretching Gary and I have enjoyed having such strong residents this week! Makes our jobs so much fun!
We talked a lot this week about the challenges of making real change in a place with so few resources. But I hope that the seeds we planted this week, no matter how small, will grow into something amazing in the months and years to come. I remember a time about 18 months ago when our group approached some of the people in Pueblo Nuevo about starting some gardens. The common response was that things don't grow here, or the soil is bad. I can tell you that noone in the village would say that now as you can walk the streets and see 15 beautiful gardens bearing multiple vegetables and spices. Someone just had to plant the seed and make them believe (in out case it was a watermelon garden that produced dozens of tasty fruits!). I pray that we have planted some seeds this week that will make them believe in the future: that there is hope for a better life, that they are worth something, that they can make a difference in the world, and that God loves them and wants to have a relationship with them.
We'll be cleaning up a few things tomorrow, then we start our trek home. Thanks to everyone who has contributed medicines, supplies, money, books, yarn, packed food, watched my children for the week (thanks, Mom!) or anything else for our trip this week. And thanks to those who have prayed for us. You are a part of this team and of this exciting work!
P.S. Please pray for Orfelinda (Ismael's wife) tonight as she will be taking her final exams for her social worker degree tomorrow all day. This is a very exciting time for her!