"Would you like me to take your picture?" I asked the young woman. She was taking a picture of her friend, and I thought maybe she'd like a picture of the two of them together. "No," she replied, "We just wanted a picture of the donuts. We waited an hour for them!"
They had arrived at the donut store--Duck Donuts, as I trust you have gathered--at 6AM...
She went on. "Some guy ordered 16 dozen."
"Uh, that would be me..." I admitted sheepishly. And then quickly added, "But I did order them a week ago."
"Oh," she said. "So you waited a week for them? I guess an hour wasn't so bad!" We laughed.
And the donuts? Holy cow--they were every bit as good as everyone says. Maybe better even. Especially the ones with maple icing and bacon.
But you know what was even better? Being able to do something nice for the folks at St. Matt's who do so much for others. For each and every one of the folks I am privileged to serve, I will be eternally grateful.