This morning, on my way to school, I pulled into the parking lot of the Marriott Center, and saw a group of men in suits walking out of the back doors. Knowing that President Monson had been there earlier giving the devotional, I stopped my car and let myself hope that that was who they were escorting out of the building. Usually I'm an extremely unlucky person in these situations, so my expectations weren't very high (I've convinced myself 4 times that I've seen Jimmer walk out of that building before, and have yet to meet the kid.) So as soon as I saw this man's face...I freaked.
I immediately threw my car into park, left it running in the middle of the road, and literally ran up to him yelling, "I just want to shake his hand!" He laughed at me, shook my hand, and told me to get a coat on.
The entire scene lasted about 8 seconds, but it made me so happy. That man radiates the spirit, and it hit me like a wall as soon as I was within three feet of him. I immediately started tearing up just looking into his face, and when I got back to my car, I was smiling, shaking, and crying all at the same time.
It may seem like such a small thing, but my experience today increased my testimony of this gospel so much. I feel so blessed to be a part of a religion that believes in latter-day prophets, and I truly do thank God for him :)