We've had an extraordinarily busy week, involving church affairs, job things (for Jamund, my job is taking care of that boy pictured above), and lots of eating out. We went out to Art City Trolley on Wednesday and then were treated to dinner on Thursday and lunch today by Matt, one of my "converts" from the mission. Very shortly after I "accosted" him on the street coming out of a gym, he was baptized and a year after that went through the temple! He is super solid and such a nice guy with the best accent—the southern gentleman.
We took him (well, I guess he sort of "took us") to two traditionally "nice" places: Magleby's and Paradise Bakery and Cafe, but they unfortunately did not live up to their legacies.
At Magleby's, the waiter messed up his order and then was kind of rude about it but ended up giving him his original order plus the other order for the price of the cheaper entree.
At Paradise Bakery and Cafe, he was eating his sandwich and then paused, asking "Do you think they need this?" and held up a twist tie that he found in the middle of the sandwich! Nasty! He got a free sandwich voucher (which he gave to us since he's going back to DC soon).
During lunch, Amy (who came with us) was talking about her sister who went to Cambodia on a mission, and I made a remark about how I was glad I went where I did, and then Matt said something like "So am I!" That comment made me reflect a little bit and realize that even if I had only talked to Matt on my mission, it would've been worth it because of how much his life has changed for the better since that point. It was a nice reality check to remind me that those 18 or so months weren't really about or for me (although the experience also did help me, of course); they were really for Matt, Rita, Belvin, Ingrid, etc etc.... all the people I taught or even spoke to about the Gospel.
I'm glad for that reminder. Thanks Matt.