A Visit to Poor Villages in YunNam, China

I grew up using "Hello Kitty" stationary. Dad drove me to school everyday with his Mercedes. Lacking parental care and companionship, I must admit I didn't know what is poverty. When I studied aboard, I began fall in love with travelling - big cities with high rises, new technologies, museums and opera house, Disneyland, giant shopping centers, etc. Lately, I find new interest in nature and historical monuments, but still, poor villages are never on my list. My friends and my schoolmates, they all addict in life style - purchasing brand clothing and accessaries, investing in properties, trading latest model cell phone, digital camera and Mac, travelling and clubbing. We, the group with greatest ability, spend most of our time in fulfilling our material desires. Never one second, we care for the needy. I am grateful that I have this chance to YunNam. A non-profit organization brought us , a group of 20 peoples, to poor villages in YunNam. Our goal is to help out the poor financially and gospelling. Seeing the poor is not shocking to me. But I get more than I thought from this trip. My life is more meaningful and widen. My perception of money and material is more in depth. I feel I have more inside that to give to people who need and to God. I am more grateful to what I have. I felt and hurt my knee the second last day. It's so bad that I fainted. My friend F and the leader brought me to hospital. When the doctor said the bone was broken, F cried. The first time I see her cry after knowing her for almost 15years. I never know she loves me that much! Thanks for prayers, colleagues for taking my workload, friends' care and visits, parents' care, and peace from above. All the love around me...