Could it be?!

I made my way to the temple with the excited youth chattering on about this or that happening in their lives. I fasted throughout the day and by the time I made it to the temple I was weakened, but I felt the spirit. We entered the doors of the temple and the youth waited to be escorted to the chapel. I dressed and waited in the baptistery. Before the young men's baptisms began two brothers stepped into the water to complete some family names they had brought to the temple. As I watched the two men a memory flashed across my mind of a boy, who I adored as I taught the 11 year olds in primary for the first time. He was smaller than the rest of the boys in the class, but had a heart of gold. I taught him for only a few months before being released and called elsewhere. I watched the brethren complete the task they had set forth on and exit the font. Later I found this was the same boy I taught nearly 15 years ago. he was now a father of three and it touched my heart to know the boy I was taught was now a man who held and honored his priesthood. What could've been better than that?....Priceless.