I never considered how difficult the life of a refugee is until recently. This past summer I traveled to Honduras on a mission trip. I went to work in an orphanage for a week. The orphanage was an outstanding facility, but the quality outside the orphanage was very low. There were probably ten people living in a hut made out of trash. One of the staff members at the orphanage said, "I don't feel sorry for the children in this orphanage. They get three meals a day and bed to sleep on. I feel sorry for the children outside the orphanage walls." That week at the orphanage taught me to really consider what is important in life. When refugees come to our country they are looking for help. We have no idea what kind of lifestyle they are running
