Making a Change

So I'm sitting here at Panera, where I've been everyday this week so I can get the internet. I've been thinking a lot about my Honduras trip. It was without a doubt the most life-changing experience of my life. I think of my thank you letters I sent out and how I wanted to really give people an idea of what the trip truly meant to me. I am never going to be able to forget the people I met there and the things I saw and did, nor would I ever want to. I loved every part about that trip. What sticks out to me the most is the love. They loved us there like I have never been loved before. How could people who have so little love us so much? Then it made me think of my life here in Illinois. How can I show that love to the people I come into contact with in my OWN daily life? I realize that the best way to do this is to always be a helping hand. The times it's hardest is when I just don't feel like doing much of anything, yet those are the times that God is calling me to it more than ever. I don't want to walk away from this trip and have it eventually become a distant memory, I want it to be at the forefront of my mind all the time. What was the point of going if nothing about my life changes? There are still many things I am going over in my head about what I can do to reach the people there without actually being there, but for now, knowing that there is something I can do here is a great start. We were all meant to change the world, so how are YOU going to do your part?