Well, it happened. I can't believe it. A mission president's worst nightmare. Okay, maybe not my worst nightmare, but certainly a very bad dream that wasn't a dream -- it was real.
Yesterday we had a training meeting for a group of 14 missionaries who arrived in the mission just three weeks ago. We bring them in with their trainers to answer questions, provide training and lots of love and encouragement. This was a 3 hour meeting, followed by a pizza lunch.
Midway through the training session we had a short break. It was then that my sweet wife came up to me and told me that my suit coat and my suit pants didn't match. Suddenly all the oxygen in the room vanished as I realized she was right. Horror of horrors!! In my haste that morning, I grabbed what I thought was the dark grey pin-striped suit jacket from the darkened closet. But alas it was the dark blue pin-striped suit jacket. I was dark blue on top and dark grey below. Will I ever regain my credibility with my missionaries? It will be a test of their ability to forgive and forget.
My bedroom closet is rather bland. It has 7-8 dark suits. And a row of white shirts. A special device that holds more neck ties than I'll ever wear. And several pairs of black dress shoes. That's it.
When I awaken each morning I ask myself, "Hmmm, what would you like to wear today?" The response is always the same, "How about a dark suit, white shirt and tie?" "Good choice!"
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