A life had not lived

I vividly remember the first day we brought our son back home after he was born, my husband sat in the nursery room, looking at my son, gently said he would take my son to do mission someday. At the time my son was 4 lb 10 Oz.

"Are you crazy? How come he get sick?" I am not willing to get my son to somewhere not clean enough.

However, accidentally, I came across a post by a high schooler who visited extremely poor condition in China. http://www.chinadaily.com.cn/slides/2011-07/22/content_12963428.htm
His comment "After experiencing life in this village (very deprived situation), I felt like I had not really lived in San Marino (his life in CA).

I pray that my son can have a life that he had lived.