When I was 16, I joined a missions trip to the Dominican Republic. I'll never ever forgot the striking moment when a woman living in a ramshackle shelter on top of a massive garbage dump actually offered me her food because I asked her what kind of fruit she was eating. It was something local that I'd never seen before so I asked what it was called. She didnt say anything, but immediately offered a piece for me to try, and the little girl hugging her waist just stared at me. I felt like I'd been struck by lightning!