Today I stood in a wooden 15-foot square structure that a group of mostly young and inexperienced builders constructed in about five hours. I stood there with 14 Americans as the Honduran recipient of a new house prayed with us. He prayed for nearly five minutes; most of his prayer was thanking God for us and for our strength. He thanked God enthusiastically for his new house and said he wanted God to give all of us a hug. He wanted us to love his country and come back to help others. Perspective.
I have been making trips to Honduras for about fifteen years. Every time I see or hear something that changes me. Every time I experience joy and sorrow — often at the same time. I learn new human stories of incredible courage from the catrachos (Hondurans) and gringos (Americans). This year our team includes people from seven states. We range in age from 8-81. There is a lot of room for growth.