A Mission

Sunday, I listened as a Missionary spoke of the poor and hungry in the Carribean.

Imagine waking up with no food in your home. Imagine waking up with no home. Imagine waking up with no clean water to drink. Imagine mixing dirt with grass to make a patty to eat.

Imagine...

I spent more on ink pens last year than most of those people earn in a year. I leave more on my plate at dinner than they have to eat all day. I have spent enough on my children's tennis shoes to feed several families for a year.