What Motivates You?
It was a 2-hour drive from the airport to the guesthouse where our Honduras team stayed. On that drive, taking everything in I could, two things became clear to me.
First and foremost, watching the late afternoon chapters of the Honduran people's lives roll along on the other side of the van windows, I knew I was witnessing the heart and soul of poverty. I have read about poverty, seen pictures of it, intellectually grasped it, but in that moment I could feel just how protected I'd been from everything I'd learned about it.