Confession...

I posted in an earlier blog post that I believe confession is good for the soul. Well right now I am confessing something that has been heavily laying on my heart and more so in the last few months. I DON'T GET FOREIGN MISSIONS. I know many of you are reading this and gasping...you think I am a horrible person but I am not. I support missions but I am often perplexed as to why people are so quick to run half away around the world to do something they won't do in their own backyard? Also if they want people to support it then don't go on safari's and sight seeing trips as part of it. The Bible does tell us to "go and make fishers of men" but it doesn't tell us to "go and make fishers of men and while you are there go on a safari or see a famous landmark". Often people come back from mission trips looking more like they've been on a vacation to me then any kind of mission. I had someone ask me what a mission trip meant to me....I'll tell you. It means going and sharing God's love for others but I think we often forget our own backyard is a mission field and it doesn't mean raising thousands of dollars to do it. I am sure right now I have raised a lot of ire. I am so sorry if I have but I am writing this blog post in the hopes that I can understand my own conflicting feelings about missions. I just really struggle with why it has to be a country away? There are orphans right here in America that need to be loved on, there are hungry, there is homeless, there is even a sex trade and I could go on. Most of all....THERE ARE PEOPLE HERE THAT DON'T KNOW CHRIST. So could someone please tell me why they have to go overseas? This has become a real issue with me. It's an issue I pray about and hope to work through....