While checking Facebook, I noticed I was tagged in a post. A woman I have never met posted a picture with the caption: “Found another Vegas Elder. This shorty is Elder Snow!” and a fellow Facebook friend tagged me in it. My friend was friends with both me and the person who posted the pic, and so commented that she recognized Aaron. Here he is, in all his glory:
Well, you can imagine, this made my day. I had no idea what was going on or why Aaron was hanging around a fellow Nevadan, but the post said she was in Quetzaltenango. After looking through the album, I deduced that some Americans are doing some free dental/ medical work there in Xela, and for some reason, Aaron was there and saw them.
She said she was a mother of a missionary as well and thought I’d like to see what my son was up to. What a great Thanksgiving surprise!
I am determined to somehow pay this forward. I am planning on, the next time I see the missionaries here in our neighborhood, breaking out the good camera to see if I can’t send their moms a nice picture of their missionaries. I’m not much of a cook, and I don’t have many talents, but at least I can do that. I’m not the only parent who is missing their child–a parent who is happy they are serving, but missing them just the same. I wonder what each of us could do to brighten their day. I’m glad someone in Guatemala saw fit to brighten mine.