More Than Grannies

What a joy it was yesterday to spend some time talking by phone with cybersister Joan - A Portland Granny. It's not the first time a stitch in the fabric of friendship has been tightened; nor is it likely to be the last. I've enjoyed other real discussions with some of you, too -- be it by phone or email. What's so amazing is how it all happens here in a virtual community.
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When Joan and I had been speaking little more than a minute or two, I felt I'd known her for years; many years. Her strong voice and ready chuckle made me think at once of my own sisters. The anecdotes she shared only emphasized the similarities. In so little time I learned a lot about her, and likely she about me. I marveled at the course of her life, and felt humbled by her trust.
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After an hour's chat, I couldn't help but wonder about Joan's future, and mine. Why is it the Lord has called us here to the blogosphere, anyway? What does He have in mind for the many friendships that are forming? Could it be the youngers here inspire the olders? Could it be the olders encourage the youngers? Could it be that this is the uttermost of the outermost parts of the world in which we have been told to "go"?
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Oh, I know, the blogosphere has become all things to all people. But whether it's the upside or downside of one's motives, it's powerful.
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And no matter what the call, I for one am deeply indebted to the God that continues to amaze me. His ways are truly so much higher than mine, reaching beyond the fringes of eternity, and even into cyberspace. Seems He's building His kingdom even here.
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Thank you, Joan. You made my day!
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