Sharing In Belcher’s Joy

Myyyy apologies everyone! I kinda lost track of time last week. This week was sooo awesome, it literally flew by.


If anyone was wondering I actually am learning spanish!!! They gave us a language test in the MTC and we retake it every 3 months or so. In the MTC I scored an overwhelming 2.0 lowest in the class. I was quite upset about it if Im being honest but hey thats alright. AND THEN this week I retook that baby, fresh start and got a 5.2! They say if you score a 7 you’re fluent. Lets say I'm not close to being fluent, but it feels so amazing to know your efforts are paying off!


We had a ward activity this week and one of the ward members really wanted us to come over and make sure the projector would work. We ended up watching Michael Jackson music videos for a good 20 minutes! So awesome to see the cutest little 2 year old get jiggy wit it to some MJ!


The past couple weeks have been full of highs and lows and at some moments I've been generally really sad or upset. But my dad sent me an email this week and told me to gain some perspective. It’s so easy to dwell on the hard parts in our lives, but when we realize all the amazing things we got there really isn't a reason to be sad! Something Ive been thinking on this week is the question "why do bad things happen to good people?" It’s a question I’ve  heard many many times and one Ive asked my self. I’m not sure if i found the perfect answer but I found comfort in this thought. 


As we think of all the amazing people that walked this earth, the most notably amazing and perfect was The Prince of Peace, Jesus the Christ. He lived the perfect life without error without fault and we all recall how he was treated. He was spit on, cast out, unloved and crucified. He couldn’t have been better nor said anything different, HE WAS PERFECT. And he suffered the worst pains and worst afflictions. He might have thought in this moment hanging from the cross as he was being mocked by his own people "Why do the WORST things happen to the BEST people?" But no, he held his head high and as his Father in Heaven to forgive these people "for they know not what they do". And then said "It is Finished". Not a word of complaint or murmer under his breath. So when we might think the next time why me, why ME? Remember him, suffering for you and turn to your knees, talk, cry and plead with your Heavenly Father that you might find peace through your pain through your Savior Jesus Christ.


My highlight of the week!!! Shout out to Elder Belcher and his family! Elder Belcher was in my MTC district and we ended up in the same district in our mission as well! A little bit suspicious... this young man quite possibly has the strongest testimony Ive ever heard and a desire to serve the people of Mexico. I couldn’t be happier for him as he had his very first baptism yesterday! I got to be the witness as he changed a young boys eternal destiny. I say this with the most love in my heart, Elder Blecher struggles a bit with Spanish. He truly is the hardest worker though, every night he calls me and I hear him working on his pronounciation and memorizing words! Such a legend and such an amazong example to me! So when he closed his eyes and bowed his head with a big huge smile to repeat the baptism prayer he so beautifully memorized it made my heart so happy. I got to give him and the kid he baptized a big ole WET hug before I had to run off to pur sacrament meeting. I know Heavnly Father was looking down on him with a big smile that day! LOVE YOU ELDER BELCHER!!


I miss you ALL MUCHO MUCHO MUCHO! Love you all and so does your Redeemer Jesus Christ and your Father in Heaven! Until the next week

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