Five years ago my life was a perfect mess. I had it all together and I was so happy—but only the outside. My life was about me. I wanted what I wanted and I focused my fleeting attention on beauty and and possessions. I thought an extravagant christian life was forcing myself to get up 10 minutes early each morning to read a self-catered devotional. That is, until I went to Honduras.
I am not going to sit here and tell you that there is something magical about that country or that its the best place in the world because thats not true. But 5 years ago, I spent 10 days in a country that changed my life forever. My eyes were opened, my heart was broken, and my passion was ignited.
I was rushed into a scary whirlwind of “What am I supposed to do now?"
I changed my major, gave up worrying about my bank account and decided that even though I have no idea what it will look like, I will dedicate my life to opening the eyes of people just like me, whose hearts haven't been broken and who don't know the atrocities that are happening every second all over the world.