This World is really actually a Small Place

Over the years I have come to think about how our world at times is actually a small place. How many times have you been on a trip and come across someone in common or someone who knows some of the same people you do. This has happened to many times to remember. So why am I so suprised when it happens. A few years ago when Joel and I went to Brazil we where in the Sao Paulo Temple doing a session. The officator of the session looked so familiar that it distracted me the enitre session. I was bound to figure out who he was before I left there. In the locker room I was asking some of the American Sisters serving there if the officator of the last session was from Washington State and what his name was. Come to find out I did know him. It was President Burton from Wenatchee Washington. I had stayed at his house for Youth Conference as a youth and then my sister Kristen later lived in his Stake. What are the chances of seeing him thousand of miles away from home. Well I guess in the temple maybe its a smaller chance.
But recently we have had a ton of people move into our ward from out west. Two different ladies in the last month who have come have the same degree as I do. Come to find out one of the ladies looked familiar but they both ende up being in my program at Ricks College when I was there. Im so excited to reconnect with them and maybe plan some gardening dates.
Joel also has been able to recconnect with a elder and sister missionary from his mission in Brazil that live in our stake out here.
Its funny where life takes us and how sometimes we are reconnected with others from our past. Maybe this is only in the Church but who cares I think its great.