This is the Life: Swimming in Poop
I had a lot of expectations coming to Africa. I came to feed “the hungry.” I came to care
for “the sick.” Really, I just wanted to love “the broken people.”
That sounded simple to me.
I have a lot of love to give, and I know that there are a lot of sick,
hungry, broken people here. It’s easy to
look at a social justice issue as just an issue. My heart went out to the
people of Africa so I gave up four months to deal with the “issue” at
hand.
But I have began to ask myself who are “the hungry”? And...