it's a small world after all

I gotta tell this little story. After Wayne picked me up from the airport last week we were walking out together and we saw a young guy in a suit waiting all by himself with his luggage at his feet. Wayne whispered to me, "Poor guy. Looks like his ride forgot him. " We walked past him and kinda waved. He looked up at us and he looked soo familiar to me. I said to him, "Do I know you?" He said, "Habla espanol?" I said yes. Anyways, turns out he is from EL SALVADOR, I was good friends with him and his family on my mission, he got a mission call to Provo and the man that was supposed to pick him up never showed. What a small world huh! So, of course we told him to come with us. The only problem was he wasn't supposed to enter the MTC until Wednesday and it was only Friday. We decided he could stay with us if necessary, but just in case I called the MTC. The lady said to bring him in - they'd love to have him! So we took him out to eat (he loves Panda Express), he called his mom and told him "Hermana Lisa" (what they all called me there) had picked him up and then we dropped him off at the MTC. What a great day!