Useless

Last summer I had the an amazing opportunity to go on a missions trip in Czech Republic. I also had the amazing opportunity to teach as much of the English language as i could to in 4 days to Romanian cultured people. We had flash cards and games and all these tools to help them learn. Also, of course we used those tools to incorporate the Gospel. However, two of the people in our group, a brother and his little sister, were both deaf and only knew european sign language. You might think, "Well golly gosh gym class Andrew, isn't all sign language the same?". No. It isn't. It's just as different as speaking another language. Like speaking another language with your hands. Weird. 

 Well, this girl was so excited that Americans came and were teacher her English. However, I could never seem to remember her name. I didn't think anything of it at first. But, i thought... well she has a weird name so its okay. Boy was I wrong. On one of the last days on the trip, at the end of the day. We were tired, hungry, thirsty, hot, and so ready for some familiar food. We headed into the down town to hit up the McDonalds and pig out. We were almost there and I heard someone shout my name from a pretty far distance. I looked over and it was that little girl. I didn't think anything of it. I waved smiled and went on my way. Well, not to much later, it hit me. It hit hard. Here i am my ignorant and naive self strollin' to Mcee d's and a deaf girl who didn't even know any English until we showed up, could shout my name and i didn't even notice, OR remember her name. Oh my goodness. This girl at the end of one day of English lesson, learned all of the colors, animals, random objects and stuff on flash cards, AND could SPEAK them in English, AND she's deaf. I didn't even go out of my way to remember her name. To be honest, I still don't know it. 

I cant help but tell God that she doesn't deserve to be they way she does and go through what she goes through. It's not fair. Why her? God, I deserve to be like that. It should be me in that situation. Then maybe I  would learn to think about others more than me, or even strive to be a better person. Maybe I would come close to living up to my potential. Maybe then I would learn to be thankful for everything in my life. Why God would you be so good to me when I don't deserve it?