Small reminders

So I taught a couple of classes at a (very) small high school in my hometown last week (on Brazilian culture, what else?), and I found out today from the teacher that the family that moved in across the street about a month ago is BRAZILIAN! Who would have thought, more Brazilians in my little hometown of 20,000 people? Of course, some kind of meeting is in the works.
God continues to remind me that He is using me right here, even though I am not where I had planned to be.