<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" ?><!-- generator=Zoho Sites --><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><atom:link href="https://www.richdrama.com/blog/tag/Small-World-Big-Kingdom/feed" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><title>RichDrama - Blog #Small World Big Kingdom</title><description>RichDrama - Blog #Small World Big Kingdom</description><link>https://www.richdrama.com/blog/tag/Small-World-Big-Kingdom</link><lastBuildDate>Fri, 17 Apr 2026 13:11:18 -0700</lastBuildDate><generator>http://zoho.com/sites/</generator><item><title><![CDATA[God just blew my mind! ]]></title><link>https://www.richdrama.com/blog/post/god-just-blew-my-mind</link><description><![CDATA[We never got all five faculty members who were my former students together for a single photo, but this is Jonathon Shaffstall, Brad Cain, and Kathr ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="zpcontent-container blogpost-container "><div data-element-id="elm_c8ZuTRKeQxOtwzqfIvc5nQ" data-element-type="section" class="zpsection "><style type="text/css"></style><div class="zpcontainer-fluid zpcontainer"><div data-element-id="elm_4TABB61JSpu5ZzuecsPCNg" data-element-type="row" class="zprow zprow-container zpalign-items- zpjustify-content- " data-equal-column=""><style type="text/css"></style><div data-element-id="elm_MFfAKqvmTBK2paB4ChPb5Q" data-element-type="column" class="zpelem-col zpcol-12 zpcol-md-12 zpcol-sm-12 zpalign-self- "><style type="text/css"></style><div data-element-id="elm_UwIdNgZHRGOjNy8Ho7mBNg" data-element-type="text" class="zpelement zpelem-text "><style></style><div class="zptext zptext-align-center " data-editor="true"><div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align:left;"><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float:left;margin-right:1em;text-align:left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align:center;"><a href="https://uniim1.shutterfly.com/ng/services/mediarender/THISLIFE/001089509830/media/113194384564/medium/1502465823/enhance" style="clear:left;margin-bottom:1em;margin-left:auto;margin-right:auto;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://uniim1.shutterfly.com/ng/services/mediarender/THISLIFE/001089509830/media/113194384564/medium/1502465823/enhance" width="200"></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align:center;">We never got all five faculty members<br> who were my former students together<br> for a single photo, but this is <br> Jonathon Shaffstall, Brad Cain, <br> and Kathryn Ballantine.&nbsp;</td></tr></tbody></table> All week I've been performing, teaching and directing at <a href="http://www.blog.richdrama.com/search/label/TAM">the Salvation Army's TAM Conservatory</a>, where we've been meditating on Acts 1:8, &quot;But you will receive power when the Holy Spirit has come upon you, and you will be my witnesses in Jerusalem and in all Judea and Samaria, and to the end of the earth.&quot; <br><br> This morning during the send out I shared with the community how the Lord had been speaking to me about his long-term plans with the Conservatory. The Territorial Commanders, William and Lorraine Bamford, addressed our students after many faculty and students shared, and Commander William Bamford pointed out that we're approaching 1500 students who have been trained at the Conservatory, and many have gone on to do great things for the Lord. This year four faculty members had been my students at TAMC years ago, and one other was a student at a <a href="http://www.cita.org/">Christians in Theatres Arts</a> event in Puerto Rico. I asked faculty members to stand who had previously been a student at TAMC, and I believe there were nine! <br><br><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float:right;margin-left:1em;text-align:right;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align:center;"><a href="https://uniim1.shutterfly.com/ng/services/mediarender/THISLIFE/001089509830/media/113202247993/medium/1502594921/enhance" style="clear:right;margin-bottom:1em;margin-left:auto;margin-right:auto;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://uniim1.shutterfly.com/ng/services/mediarender/THISLIFE/001089509830/media/113202247993/medium/1502594921/enhance" width="200"></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align:center;">We had a BLAST catching up with<br> Sean and Cath Gaffney, who<br> taught me so much about writing,<br> acting, and teaching!</td></tr></tbody></table> So, this morning I was on faculty at TAMC with Brad Cain, who had been my student at TAMC 15 years ago. Then, tonight Sean and Cath Gaffney messaged me that they were in NYC and asked if we were free. Sean was on the faculty at Regent University while Brad and Cath (Sean loved being a professor dating a student!) were working on their M.F.A.s in acting at Regent together. <br><br> But wait, there's more! Sean and Cath were in the city to see Samantha Sturm, who the three of us taught...wait for it... about 15 years ago! Samantha is now in her sixth Broadway show, CATS, and that's the Broadway show that brought Carol Jaudes, the founding director of TAMC and Susie Somerville Brown into their first collaboration. <br><br> OK, so now it gets really interesting: Samantha was 14 when we worked with her. On Thursday Susie worked with my students, who were 14 and up, and this morning a 14-year-old student of mine at the <a href="http://www.christianfilmmakerscamp.com/">Rocky Mountain Christian Filmmakers Camp</a> a month ago was staying with her family at our place while we were at TAMC. <br><br> So the only four 14-year-olds I believe I've ever worked with were connected by this day. <br><br><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float:left;margin-right:1em;text-align:left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align:center;"><a href="https://uniim1.shutterfly.com/ng/services/mediarender/THISLIFE/001089509830/media/113202248095/medium/1502594928/enhance" style="clear:left;margin-bottom:1em;margin-left:auto;margin-right:auto;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://uniim1.shutterfly.com/ng/services/mediarender/THISLIFE/001089509830/media/113202248095/medium/1502594928/enhance" width="200"></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align:center;">Ryan Livingston was my student for<br> acting, and though he was on faculty<br> to teach visual arts he used his flair<br> for performance in the presentation<br> of their artwork.</td></tr></tbody></table> Lord, raise up all of our students to co-create with You, the only One who could have even thought of arranging that many Divine appointments in a single day to blow my mind and encourage me to pray all the more diligently for my students, no matter their age! <br><br><br> #PowerToBe <br> #smallworldBIGKINGDOM <br><div><br></div>
<div><br><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GFJS30h96MM/Ve3lQAOIRzI/AAAAAAAAM18/1MGv6ij4dFw/s1600/00000799.png" style="clear:right;float:right;margin-bottom:1em;margin-left:1em;"><img border="0" class="embeddedObject" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GFJS30h96MM/Ve3lQAOIRzI/AAAAAAAAM18/1MGv6ij4dFw/s1600/00000799.png" width="100"></a>I teach annually at the&nbsp; <a href="http://www.christianfilmmakerscamp.com/">Rocky Mountain Christian Filmmakers Camp</a>.&nbsp; <a href="http://www.richdrama.com/Update">Subscribe</a>&nbsp;to get a note that registration is open. <br><div><a href="https://www.blogger.com/www.IMDb.me/RichSwingle" style="margin-left:1em;margin-right:1em;"><img border="0" src="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G9ng-y4IQZQ/VonNh0iC9kI/AAAAAAAANKQ/UVPynDP6kt8/s200/00000839.png" width="30"></a></div>
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As soon as I could understand English I was hearing stories about my mom growing up in Kenya when my grandparents were missionaries ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="zpcontent-container blogpost-container "><div data-element-id="elm_7d4AOHNlRMi7VraE9fTGHA" data-element-type="section" class="zpsection "><style type="text/css"></style><div class="zpcontainer-fluid zpcontainer"><div data-element-id="elm_g-VtBgjCTE-gRaZ9E4wShw" data-element-type="row" class="zprow zprow-container zpalign-items- zpjustify-content- " data-equal-column=""><style type="text/css"></style><div data-element-id="elm_h6VIB8UySsaX5N8LNLkc4w" data-element-type="column" class="zpelem-col zpcol-12 zpcol-md-12 zpcol-sm-12 zpalign-self- "><style type="text/css"></style><div data-element-id="elm_O8x6MPe7T-22jvYQF-84lA" data-element-type="text" class="zpelement zpelem-text "><style></style><div class="zptext zptext-align-center " data-editor="true"><div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align:left;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left:auto;margin-right:auto;text-align:center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align:center;"><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/richdrama/UK/photo?authkey=O7V3QXr_ulQ#5142108521196085730" style="margin-left:auto;margin-right:auto;"><img src="https://lh3.google.com/richdrama/R1xwdLpm4eI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/8WlHZjuwk2c/s400/Photo_120507_006.jpg"></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align:center;">With Njeri in 2007.</td></tr></tbody></table><a href="http://content.screencast.com/users/RichSwingle/folders/Jing/media/d1e079bb-d4fe-4e06-9765-750702c32db2/00000779.png" style="clear:left;float:left;margin-bottom:1em;margin-right:1em;"><img border="0" class="embeddedObject" src="http://content.screencast.com/users/RichSwingle/folders/Jing/media/d1e079bb-d4fe-4e06-9765-750702c32db2/00000779.png" width="200"></a>As soon as I could understand English I was hearing stories about my mom growing up in Kenya when my grandparents were missionaries there from 1948-1953. So I grew up grateful for Njeri Gitonga, who watched over Mom and my Aunt Jeri when <a href="http://blog.richdrama.com/2012/01/how-cliff-married-family.html">Grandma</a> and <a href="http://cliffmillerphd.blogspot.com/">Grandpa</a>&nbsp;Miller were away ministering in the bush. <br><br> Our families had lost touch, but sometime in the mid-90's my Aunt Jeri was visiting Kenya and asked someone how she might go about finding Njeri. The local asked her what her maiden name was, and when he heard, he exclaimed, &quot;There's an Njeri Miller living up on that hill.&quot; Aunt Jeri knocked on the door, and Njeri invited her into her home, where Aunt Jeri saw photos of herself, Mom, and my grandparents. We've stayed in touch over the years, and though I haven't made it to Kenya yet, I have had two miraculous connections with Njeri! <br><br><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float:left;margin-right:1em;text-align:left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align:center;"><a href="http://content.screencast.com/users/RichSwingle/folders/Jing/media/693054c6-a9fb-46b7-8731-77019591dff9/00000688.png" style="clear:left;margin-bottom:1em;margin-left:auto;margin-right:auto;"><img border="0" class="embeddedObject" src="http://content.screencast.com/users/RichSwingle/folders/Jing/media/693054c6-a9fb-46b7-8731-77019591dff9/00000688.png" width="200"></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align:center;">Njeri in 1999.</td></tr></tbody></table> In 1999 I did a 16 city tour of England with my play <a href="http://www.richdrama.com/AClearLeading">A Clear Leading</a>. I happened to be there the first time Njeri visited England to visit her children who were staying there. Though Njeri wasn't there when I was performing the play, her daughter, Alice, made it to a performance in Muswell Hill, a suburb of London. When I performed the dream of my character Dolly swimming to Africa I had tears streaming down my face. I'll never forget that performance. <br><br><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float:right;margin-left:1em;text-align:right;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align:center;"><a href="http://content.screencast.com/users/RichSwingle/folders/Jing/media/e4b27f85-292f-4677-80c5-3fb68f3cb186/00000689.png" style="clear:right;margin-bottom:1em;margin-left:auto;margin-right:auto;"><img border="0" class="embeddedObject" src="http://content.screencast.com/users/RichSwingle/folders/Jing/media/e4b27f85-292f-4677-80c5-3fb68f3cb186/00000689.png" height="177" width="164"></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align:center;">With Mom and Alice in 1999.</td></tr></tbody></table> When Njeri did arrive we spent time at a mall, where Alice interpreted for Mom and me. One memory of that visit was when Njeri got on an escalator for the first time. What a frightening contraption that must have looked like in her eyes. <br><br> Then, in 2007 I was back in England, where I got to perform &quot;Lazarus&quot; with some Swahili translations for Alice's church. I learned the start of a Swahili praise song, and opened the piece with that. They all joined in and went way past what I had memorized! I can still sing some of it: &quot;Sifu bwana, sifu bwana, dayama. Moyuwangu, sifu bwana, dayama.&quot; <br><br> Later I was at Eltham College, where <a href="http://www.richdrama.com/BeyondTheChariots">Eric Liddell</a> had attended school. I was interviewing the headmaster and had an idea for a shot of their choir singing a song which was written about Liddell for the documentary <a href="http://blog.richdrama.com/2008/10/screening-our-documentary-in-nyc.html">Olympic Hero in China: The Eric Liddell Story</a>. In the midst of scouting for the documentary I got a text from Mom saying she couldn't get to Heathrow in time to greet Njeri. So I hopped on the next train... the wrong way! I turned around, got off at Piccadilly and transferred to the metro bound for Heathrow. As soon as the door opened I sprinted for Arrivals. Just as I came bounding up, someone was pushing Njeri out in a wheelchair. I calmed my breathing, walked up like I'd been there for a good long while, gave her a Kenyan handshake (flying down from up above), and said, &quot;Jambo!&quot; That's a Swahili greeting. I also know a few phrases of her tribal language, Kikuyu, so I was also able to say, &quot;Wimwega.&quot; That was about it until Mom was able to arrive with Alice who was able to take over the translations. <br><br> In <a href="http://blog.richdrama.com/2007/12/united-kingdom.html">my post from December 14, 2007</a>&nbsp;I wrote: <br><blockquote class="tr_bq"><span style="background-color:white;color:rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:&quot;trebuchet ms&quot;, &quot;verdana&quot;, &quot;arial&quot;, sans-serif;font-size:12.61px;line-height:18.915px;">What are the chances my trips corresponded with hers without either of us knowing of the others' schedule either time? Only the One who set up both visits knows.</span></blockquote> Njeri &quot;Miller&quot; Gitonga went to be with the Lord earlier this month. My heart is filled to the brim with gratitude for how she cared for my mom and how the Lord allowed our schedules to connect in England twice!! <br><br> Our prayers are with her whole family! <br><br><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left:auto;margin-right:auto;text-align:center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align:center;"><a href="http://content.screencast.com/users/RichSwingle/folders/Jing/media/955c8eca-3347-492d-9b12-8d809ac71652/00000690.png" style="margin-left:auto;margin-right:auto;"><img border="0" class="embeddedObject" src="http://content.screencast.com/users/RichSwingle/folders/Jing/media/955c8eca-3347-492d-9b12-8d809ac71652/00000690.png" width="400"></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align:center;">With Njeri, her son, Kamau, and Mom.</td></tr></tbody></table></div></div></div>
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