Wednesday, April 04, 2007
It's A Small World!
A few weeks ago, I received a comment from Susan. Thanks to her incredible memory, and the fact that I had just done a meme which listed my maiden name, we found out we had been class mates years ago in Greenville, S.C. She remembered a red headed little girl named Rita Riffe. Yep, that was me in Mrs. Wilson's class at Tabernacle Christian School.
She is now a pastor's wife in Canada and I am a pastor's wife in Venezuela. It is good to hear of another little kid growing up and serving the Lord full time! And it is better yet that she happens to be a red head as well. We may have a little gray now, but you are born a red head for life. Being a red head is an attitude!
Then a few days ago, low and behold! I hear from the daughter of one of our Directors at our mission. He passed away last October and is greatly missed. We admired him and his life long work of missions in Brazil and then in the home office. She found me through a comment on another friends blog and...here we are! Blogging Buddies!
Just the last few days I have been trying to get in touch with another American missionary here in country and had met only dead ends. We lost contact after our move from the jungle and their furlough. I need to ask some pertinent questions and get some info from him...well, someone leaves me a comment and just happens to know his son!
I find all this to be amazing! Remember, a matter of months ago, I barley knew how to send an email. For the last ten years , I had relied on short wave radio for communication. I still want to end every sentence of a phone conversation with, "Over". I say things like, "Roger that", "Do you copy?" and want to hang up with a hearty, "Over and Out"!
But, here I am meeting old friends , and making new ones on this crazy high speed internet! And I am loving it!
I am probably the only one so impressed by all this. But, for someone who used to go months without speaking English to anyone outside of the family, who saw a newspaper once a month, who listened to the news in Portuguese because it was the only radio frequency we could pick up in the village... this is like MAGIC!