Monday morning was back to business as usual in Nicaragua. By 6 am, Rosa (Pastor Aburto's wife) was on the bus headed to the elementary school where she teaches in Masatepe, the next town over. Pastor Aburto was up and at 'em and headed to his job as an IT specialist at Ave Maria College. In classic Nicaraguan hospitality style, before we were really even up, Pastor Aburto's sisters were coming in to fix breakfast for us. (Did we tell you that we are living in the Aburto's house? They have moved almost everything out of their master bedroom and daughter's room so that we can stay there. They are staying next door at Pastor Aburto's parent's house. We learned the last time that we came that no amount of persuading will keep them from hosting us this way.)
A desayuno tipica (typical breakfast) is gallo pinto (red beans and rice) and eggs and lots of fruit. Absolutely delicious. Though they wouldn't let us cook I did manage to clean up and wash the dishes really quickly before they came back. There is no hot water...just a little scrubbie thing and a solid sort of dishwashing substance.
After breakfast and a little family worship Pastor Aburto's youngest brother, Gabriel, took us on the bus into San Marcos, for a scoop of ice cream, a trip to the bank and trip to the internet cafe. When I get a chance, I am going to ask Rodolfo (Pastor Aburto) to translate a conversation with his mother. I want to ask her how she raised children who have such servants' hearts. Today is Gabriel's last day of summer, and what is he doing? Touring a group of gringos around his home town for some errands. This is a 13 year old that doesn't know the meaning of the word teenager. A real Colossians 3:23 man!
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