A teen friend has gone to Africa to show them how to dig wells. Another teen friend is helping in Taiwan. I tried to talk them out of these hair brained ideas and that there are people at home who need help. Sorry, but if these third world countries can't figure out how to dig a well and not poo in it after millions upon millions of years, there's no hope.
I feel the same way. I used to be very close with my cousins until I did not give them money for a mission trip to Mexico. That was probably 15 years ago. They go there now several times a year. Their mission group is ironically based out of one of the poorest areas of Tennessee. I have chosen to work at my church’s soup kitchen and work the register at the diocese’s thrift store, and I am smiled at in condescending fashion because I “only” serve sloppy joes and hit register buttons. I don’t party like it’s 1499 in a drug war riddled third world country while my babies are at home wondering if mommy is stll alive.