I am glad that you had an amazing time on your mission trip to Chicago. It is a really big awakening when you see the poverty in such a country as ours. I mean we live in the land of opportunity, the land of the free. But when you see the poor living in such terrible conditions, it just opens your eyes. I understand what you felt because I did the same thing in my sophomore year of high school. I went to Nebraska for a week in my sophomore year to help the poor in a small city outside Lincoln. When I left for the trip I was really skeptical and I really just wanted to stay in my own comfort of home. And when we arrived in this town, I really really wanted to go home. But although we had to sleep on cots in a convent that didn't have air conditioning, I really started to open my eyes to what lie ahead for me. I saw the poorest of poor, people living in houses where mold was the primary color on the walls. And perhaps the hardest thing for me to see and witness was the children. That was really hard to see because I remember how nice it was to be a kid, and how much I complained over little things like toys and video games. But these kids rejoiced when we brought them board games and basketballs. I never felt any more humble. And over the next week we really witnessed God in all of those people. Many just think that poor people are poor because they are lazy, unmotivated and just wanting to coast through life on the government's back. And before I really witnessed these people I am sad to say I kind of thought the same thing. But that week was probably the most amazing week I have ever had, and I learned so much about myself through those awesome people. We helped all we could to fix their houses, but more than that we tried to fix their hearts. I hope we helped all those people because the Lord knows they helped me so much.