wisdom or senility?

after sacrament i was sitting in the back pew chatting with a friend, when hank, our wards loveable, old guy(think clint eastwood with a testimony)stopped, put his hand gently on my arm and said "there is a good man out there somewhere that just doesnt know what he is missing in you. i hope he figures it out soon." he squeezed my arm and walked away. how sweet was that?