When Passport participant Madeline Holden walked into a women’s rehabilitation center in Nicaragua, she was exhausted from the bus ride in the Central American heat. Her fatigue faded as a girl in a red sweater shared the story of her past pain – a story Madeline recognized as her own. *Photo by @rillo02 As we walk into the women’s alcohol rehabilitation center, I am exhausted from the Honduran heat blazing through the windows on many bus rides to downtown Tegucigalpa. The floors are damp, the air is stale, and the gray walls are spotted with Bible verses...

After a blistering morning shoveling garbage in Nicaragua, Passporter Madison Miller was ready to throw away her soiled gloves and take a long shower. Instead, she jumped on the back of a garbage truck with her teammates and rode to the dump, where she met people literally digging in and living amongst trash just to survive. Morning came and like usual on mission trips, things didn’t go as planned. We didn’t have anything to do around the community so we were assigned work on the compound. We were told to grab shovels and head out to the garbage pile on the project. When...

After 48 hours of running an orphanage of 30+ children in the Philippines, Passporter Michaela Finn was exhausted. Nerves fried, every muscle in her body aching from running after children, all she wanted was a moment to sit alone, still before God. Instead, she found herself surrounded by three children who reached out and touched her heart in a way she will never forget. My team and a few World Race teams were left in charge of an orphanage of 30ish children in the Philippines for two days while their staff went to a retreat. Oh and they don’t have school. These 30 children have...