When I was younger, I wanted to be a missionary to India. I wanted to work in an orphanage. Of course with life, and my de-conversion, that idea drifted to the wayside.
And then, recently I stumbled across this -
And was completely and utterly inspired. I want to go. The yearning is back - just in a different form. I don't want to bring Jesus any more though, I just want to bring help.
I know, I know, the chances of me ever doing something like are so small - to say nothing of all the preperation, and the fact that I have a husband whom likes his creature comforts a little too much. But maybe, just maybe, it is what we need. We, the spoiled white people, whom have no idea about poverty - or death. Yes, we donate to the Red Cross, and the Fred Hollows Foundation, but it is just a drop in the ocean, and we have no real concept of how life is over there.