When you walk up and down the cobbled rocky pathways of rural El Salvador, you inevitably stare the gnawing question in the face … “Why was I born with a little blue passport?”
I have immense respect for the hard working people of rural El Salvador, who have to force their own opportunities in a bleak country. I have had opportunity heaped on my lap. Would I be as resourceful and tenacious as these families, had I been born here? It has been a humbling honor to be present as these families have lived the monumental occasion of taking ownership of their own house. Each family has a story. Each time we leave simply thrilled to witness their joy, their smiles – and their hope.
You really need to come for a walk with me – here.