Poverty Tour Fantasy
In frustration with some teenagers I see, I want to load them all up in an airplane and fly them to a place where they can see real poverty. I want them to understand how phenomenally blessed they are. I've never been to such a place myself, though I've glimpsed it in different ways. Today, I read about a mother who actually carried out my fantasy. She took her children to her childhood home in Nigeria. It is hard to realize how very blessed we are to have a reliable roof over our heads no matter what.