Lessons from a 9-year-old Honduran

Every time we run into a friend that we haven’t seen in a long time, we like to say things like “what a small world.”

It is a small world for most of us. We don’t make it an effort to see most of it. Our personal worlds are even smaller. And in those tiny worlds we live in, we find comfort in knowing that those around us are just like us. They think like us, dress like us, and want the same things we want in life.

The truth is, we live in a big world, filled with strange and exotic creations. There is so much to see and experience from amazing architectural wonders to the beauty of God’s landscapes that can provide unforgettable moments of wonder.

It’s a great big world, and in that world filled with so many unknowns, the one thing we are most afraid of are other people. I met a nine-year-old girl from Honduras last weekend. She was making a big mess of an art project. Shades of greens and blues, strokes of imagination all over the table. She was smiling and showing off her creation. Her parents ate breakfast on a military cot just a few feet away.

As we chatted in Spanish, she shared her story. Unsure of how long ago her journey began, she said that her dad told her it had been six or seven days since she was back home. In a week’s time, walking for long distances, and hopping on buses from town to town…