Beginning with many questions?

Do I somehow deserve this middle class American dream?


Is it okay for me to spend fifty dollars on a pair of shoes, when I know my shoes could have saved a life?

Am I any different then the child dying with aids in Africa in the eyes of Jesus?


Is there a disconnect from when I am walking with the least of these in Peru and striving for the American dream?



Ica, Peru 2011

I believe its not how you look at it, its if you look at it...