Missions and gluttony

I am writing several articles today to get things going. I want there to be a plethora of options.

This may be taken as an extreme view and that's fine. Sometimes a hyperbole is necessary to make a point clear.
I view America as a great land that I have and always will love, but I also view her as a diner occupant who has had far too many plates presented to her without attempting to share what she has. No, I do not speak of financial aid, food aid, or any other monetary aid that is presented over and over. No, I speak of spiritual aid.
As many of you may or may not know, I have a large burden for missions: That being the spreading of the gospel to those across the globe who are not as fortunate as we in America, Britain, and other powers which purport freedom. As a power, it appears that we continue to force food down the throats of many who wish not to eat it. They are already full of wealth, food, and decadence so that no other form of truth can enter.
Why eat the steak of truth given by Christ when the prime rib and mash potatoes of humanism taught through a never ending source of fulfillment have filled your gullet? Yet, we give and give and give or, rather, offer and offer and offer course after course of Christ to those who have ready access to gospel while many who sit across the diner on the street have none.
We have a country of people who can reach the gospel if they wish, but a world that is depending on us to give it to them; yet we continue to refuse distribution on several grounds.
So what is stopping us? Why continue down this path if no one is on it? Yes, there are several states where the gospel is not prolific, but that does not negate the fact that they still have access if they wish.
My questions is why continue to serve fillet to those who refuse it while there are those being served lettuce for dinner and would literally die for a piece of the steak.