The next summer, still on my mission I was taking a moment to eat my lunch in our apartment and was reading a "Church News" article that was magnetized on the refrigerator door. It had been there since before I moved into the area so I figured there must be something worth reading on it. Among other things, there was one of those articles on the back page where they pick a topic and readers send in their experiences and insights on the subject. I noticed someone's response that basically restated the same philosophy that I had realized myself earlier in my mission. I remember thinking "Wow. someone who thinks like I do is out there." It gave me quite a bit of comfort. I payed no attention to who wrote it as it was noone I knew.
A year later, off my mission and attending BYU, I found this article again. This time the name of the contributor stood out at me. It was the name of the person's whose missionary scrapbook I was looking at. The name of the person who I was becoming quite fond of. "Elder Tim Stanley-Riverside Mission".
And I was right, he DOES think a lot like me.

1 comment:
That is such an awesome story about how you first 'met' Timothy. Ours isn't so cool. Ben needed a study buddy for a class since he conveniently forgot to buy the dictionary. Romantic, yes, but not quite so 'holy cow you were meant to be together'. ;)
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