Hanging from a cliff

Here's another frustrating thing....you get your hair whacked off and everyone says, Wow, great hair cut...how am I supposed to say Thank You to that? Especially when I keep finding random long hairs. We had a Sunday School Teachers meeting yesterday and then church today and it was awkward to say the least.
Josh's dad and step-mom came in for a visit Thursday and left yesterday morning and I've been trying to read Inkspell so there's the reason I never got back to ya'll about the thorn in my flesh.

Okay here it is...
Two weeks ago it was mentioned in the sermon that we should try to befriend those of a lower economic status than ourselves. I almost stood up and offered everyone my token friendship. And then I thought...how patronizing. Knowing the person who gave the message, I'm sure he had the purest intentions but it has bothered me nonetheless. His point was that maybe we'd be more content with what we have if we were around people who had less. He pointed out how much the average house size has increased since the late 50's.
So here's the problem...I'm feeling like I need to stop spending time with everyone I know because they all have more than I do and I am way more content when I hermit myself away and don't see, hear, or know what other people are spending their money on. And if I follow this silly logic to its end then I wouldn't dare seek out someone who had less than me because then they would see what I have and not be content.
Then the my frustrations invariably turns to getting rid of all we have and moving to a third world country. Yeah, and then I find out in church this morning that a small group of people went to Haiti. How many years have we been talking about that...and how many people in our church knows our desire for that and we heard nothing about it before hand. Not that it would have mattered because we don't have a few thousand on hand to fly down there like they do. Oh, bitterness leave my soul because God knows what we have and what we are supposed to be doing and obviously it is to sit right here in our little rented house with one car shopping at Goodwill. And the Good Lord knew before the world was created who would be our family and friends and obviously he knows what he's doing and I need to be doing more trusting and less hanging on.
I don't know what I was thinking when I thought about posting this but there it is....
(sidenote...turns out Josh did know about the Haiti trip but we didn't have our passports...filled out my application last night....AND the cruises we took were entirely paid for by my dad with only a little money spent on souvenirs )