In a way I resent having such a sheltered life. I am grateful that I didn't have to grow up in the type of world that most do, but I don't think it was helpful either. What do you mean you might ask? Well first of all, I have have no idea what it means to truly fend for oneself. I don't know what it means to be without because I have always had. I haven't walked a day in some one else's shoes that makes one dollar wage per day to feed their family. I have always had the bare necessities available to me. So this is why I feel like living a sheltered life has harmed me.
I wouldn't have the slightest idea on how to relate to someone who has to sleep on a bed of dirt, or walk everywhere with no shoes. I do pray for these distant lands that are suffering due to poverty, war, or illness that consumes their daily life. To them it is just like any other day, but if I were thrown into a situation like that, even just for a few days, I would feel so lost. I wouldn't know how to take care of myself.
I do want to know what that it like though. If I ever get a chance to go on a mission trip I will.
And please don't think that I am bashing the life that I was given. That is not my intention at all.
Just merely pointing out that sometimes living such a sheltered life can make you so unaware, and maybe at times, a little self centered.
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