For a while now I have felt a rather strong desire to travel to a place that is poor. I know a lot of poverty and injustice exists in the world, but I feel detached from it – in many ways blessed to the point of apathy. And that scares me. I want to see it, touch it, let it get a hold of me and then start in some way to be part of change. This desire has set me on a journey. Lately, I have been challenged to start asking some hard questions. Some of them go like this: Why do we have so much w...