Matt was one of my kids my first week counseloring at EFY this summer. I wrote him a note after the week was over, but I don't think I have blogged about him yet.
Dear Matt,
You're probably proud of the first impression I had of you, but I am more proud of the person you truly are. When I saw your gauge earrings, your too-relaxed posture, and heard the side comments you made and the participation you withheld, I thought I knew you.
But for some reason I was drawn to you. Those things didn't turn me away, like they normally would. I am so grateful Heavenly Father gave me the patience to work hard on you. I loved hassling you, and the moment when you came up to me and asked me to help you find scriptures to study, my heart leapt. As cheesy as it sounds, I look back on that morning as one of the happiest of my life. Everything pinged into place for me at that moment, and I knew then that it was all true. The gospel is worth it.
You helped me more that week than I possibly helped you, Matt. I wanted this week of EFY to be different for you, and it was because you worked for it. Ivan and Abbie and the other kids and I helped a little along the way, but you did most it yourself. You let the change happen.
Comparing you on the first day and you on the last day just blows my mind. I've never been more happy to be wrong about something! Rock on.
Sincerely,
Hilary
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