A few of us traveled to Naco, Honduras, an hour and a half away from San Pedro Sula to put a roof on the house of a pastor. Naco is a poor town in the middle of a valley and it made me think of the standard of living we take for granted (especially in the US) and what we consider to be necessary for living. Houses were made of mud, livestock roamed in and out of homes, and cooking fires were started with anything that would catch.
Yet, here sat this town in the middle of a beautiful, beautiful green valley, a place we would travel for hours to see back home. It reminded me of how much emphasis we place on financial wealth and leave other aspects of our lives in poverty. Though the folks living in Naco aren't necessarily rich, they live on fertile land that provides for what they need and have fostered a community where doors are open and children run freely. I wonder how many of us would trade our lives in the "First World" for a plot of land in Naco.
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