{"id":5354,"date":"2024-04-18T03:04:58","date_gmt":"2024-04-18T11:04:58","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.patheos.com\/blogs\/breathingspace\/?p=5354"},"modified":"2024-04-14T17:59:37","modified_gmt":"2024-04-15T01:59:37","slug":"its-a-small-world-were-more-connected-than-we-know","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.patheos.com\/blogs\/breathingspace\/2024\/04\/its-a-small-world-were-more-connected-than-we-know\/","title":{"rendered":"It\u2019s a Small World\u2014We\u2019re More Connected Than We Know"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<\/head>

The worst song in the world is \u201cIt\u2019s a Small World After All.\u201d Yet, as horrible as the song is, the sentiment is true. We\u2019re all connected.<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Image by stokpic from Pixabay<\/span><\/a><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s a small world.\u201d We all say it when we bump into someone and discover a coincidental connection. <\/strong>However, that phrase is mildly triggering for me. When I was a kid, my family vacationed at Disney World. We had a fantastic time\u2014except on the Small World ride<\/a><\/span>. Something on the track malfunctioned, and we got stuck for over an hour. Imagine the schmaltzy animatronics\u2019 nonstop singing:<\/p>\n

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It\u2019s a world of laughter, a world of tears<\/em><\/p>\n

It\u2019s a world of hopes, and a world of fears<\/em><\/p>\n

There\u2019s so much that we share<\/em><\/p>\n

That it\u2019s time we\u2019re aware<\/em><\/p>\n

It\u2019s a small world, after all.<\/em><\/p>\n

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It\u2019s a small world, after all<\/em><\/p>\n

It\u2019s a small world, after all<\/em><\/p>\n

It\u2019s a small world, after all<\/em><\/p>\n

It\u2019s a small, small, world.<\/em><\/p>\n

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There is just one moon, and one golden sun<\/em><\/p>\n

And a smile means friendship to everyone<\/em><\/p>\n

Though the mountains are wide<\/em><\/p>\n

And the oceans divide<\/em><\/p>\n

It\u2019s a small world, after all.<\/em><\/p><\/blockquote>\n

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Yes\u2014I typed out those lyrics<\/a><\/span> from memory. By the time we escaped the ride, I never wanted to get on it again. But one thing remains burned in my psyche\u2014It is indeed a small world. <\/strong><\/p>\n

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