What a small world we live in....

What a small world we live in.  In April of 2011, I went to San Diego for a business trip.  While I was there I wanted to see some of the sites.  A member in my ward suggested that I go see the Mormon Battalion Museum or in other words the visitor center for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Days Saints for the San Diego area.

I caught a bus from my hotel and got dropped of a few blocks from the Mormon Battalion Museum.  I got their a little early, so I had to wait for them to open.  After they opened their doors, I proceeded to walk in and there was a lady reading the bible at the check-in desk.  I stood their for a minute or so and then she looked up. She thought that I was her husband standing there and so she did not look up right away.  It was kinda funny.  I introduced my self and where I was from.  I told her that a member had recommended the place.  She asked me to have a seat and we would wait and make sure there was no more people before she began the tour.  After a few minutes, two older lady's walked in.

After these lady's had introduced themselves, one being from American Fork, UT, and the other from near by there, the Sister missionary that I had been talking with said, "I am from American Fork! What was your last name again?"  The lady from American Fork told her.  Turns out that the sister and the lady from American Fork knew each other from a long time ago.  It was kind of like a family reunion.  It was really neat to see. We went on our tour and went our separate ways.

Let me just say this.  The Mormon Battalion Museum is an amazing place to see.  What a history the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints has.

So back to this small world we live in.

At the beginning of December 2011, my family and I went on a trip to Salt Lake City, UT, to pick up a puppy.

My good friend Isaac lived near by Salt lake, so I called him up to see if we could get together for the afternoon.  After calling him, I found out that he had moved to American Fork.  After meeting up we went to  Temple Square and went into the North Visitor Center.  We, meaning us adults, were sitting up top in front of the statue of Jesus Christ, while the kids were in awe.  I started to tell Isaac about my experience in San Diego at the Mormon Battalion Museum, because of where he lives reminded me of that lady from American Fork.  After telling him the story, he told me that there was a lady in their ward that gave a talk and during this talk, she talked about an experience she had at the Mormon Battalion Museum.  It was the same story. WOW!

WE LIVE IN A SMALL WORLD.