Response to Red Sky in the Morning

This past month i went on a mission trip to costa rica.  We were sent to a small village of about 4 hours outside of San Juan.  While in the village, i stayed with a host family of a married couple and their 6 year old daughter.  The first night i was there was awkward and uncomfortable. Because i know little spanish, there wasn't any great way to understand what they were trying to communicate to me.  That night, I slept in the same room as their daughter and wanted so badly to talk to her about everything!  I was sitting on my bed ready to go to bed when suddenly she ran in the room, sat on my lap, and pushed a notebook and pen in front of me.  I didn't understand what she was doing until she started to drawl a little stick figure, and wrote out her name above picture.  She then pointed to me and gave me the notebook, so Ispelled out my name in clear letters and said it out loud.  She took the pen from me and started to drawl another stick figure under my name, and made the 2 figures hold hands.  She looked up at me with a huge grin and said both of our names aloud while pointing to both of the figures.  That moment I realized that something a large as a language barrier might make it feel like you are in a whole different world, but really there is nothing different between you.    When living in America, it is easy to be distracted by materials and jealousy.  This little girl made me realize that i need to concentrate on the simpler things in my life such as my friends and family, not the stuff I have or want, because in the long run none of that will matter.