I know its late in the summer, but I was on a 3 week mission trip to Zambia around spring break. And ever since then, about once a month, I will read the journal I wrote while I was there, cry, look at my pictures, and cry some more. It really feels like home sickness times 100. I feel like crap living in a nice house, while I remember what I saw people living in there. And how my clothes are clean, and yet 5 year olds wear the same clothes for months. I really want to know whats going on!

Happiness is not simply defined by what one possesses, like clothes, cars, television etc. It is a feeling of being at terms with what one has, making do with it, being loved and respected by family and friends. Money simply makes life more comfortable.

If you feel like something is missing after your mission trip to Zambia, it may be because you feel the need to help others, for whatever reason. It does not have to be guilt. But, you understand how those people in Zambia live and would like to help.

See if there is a charity in your area where you could join and help people, speak to your teachers, to your church leader to help you find something meaningful in your life. And be grateful that you are in a position to be able to help others.