Hey Yall
So this week was good. We didn't slack off but slowed down a bit, because I realized I was running my self into the ground, and bringing my companion with me. It is not requisite that a man run faster than he has strength. So I'm sure you're all dying to know how I am doing and I'm doing fine. Which is code for stressed out, anxious, and a little sad. So Wednesday night I got this cute little packet in the mail from my mission President. I have been called to train again!! So because I am losing Elder Legaspi, who is a legend by the way, and getting someone new, I have all those emotions! Prayers would be appreciated.
Unfortunately for me, the longer I am out on a mission, the worse my memory is. I seriously can't remember what I did this week. But mom, you'll be proud of me, I finally mastered cleaning up after myself. Its like I am an adult now.
So instead of talking about my week, I'm going to talk about God. When I was 14 and in the 8th grade, I wasn't a very nice person. I distinctly remember being mean to one of my brothers, and him calling me a jerk, and I said, "Yeah I know." I didn't like who I was and where I was going. And nobody liked my hair. So I started to change. I started to repent. I went to trek, and got a strong testimony of the Book of Mormon. I know it to be true. I have read it and read it and read it and I encourage all of you to read it. After Trek I went to EFY, and my testimony was strengthened some more. Then my friend Whitney Smith died. At 14, I was invincible, death was something that happened in other countries, but not here. It broke me. It tore a hole in my heart. I have been blessed by amazing parents, who taught me the Gospel young, and told me who to turn to. So I turned to God. I have felt the Spirit many times, but as I kneeled down, and offered up my broken heart, the most amazing feeling of peace settled in and filled that hole. Jesus Christ suffered, was scourged, was betrayed and died so that a young boy, so insignificant to the world, could be comforted. He died for me. At that moment, when God healed a hole that time couldn't, I committed myself to my Savior. I promised to serve. And here I am. Brothers and Sisters, If you need peace, comfort, guidance, or strength, look no farther than God. You are His Child. He loves you enough to send His Only Begotten, even Jesus Christ. If I could testify of nothing else, I would testify of my Savior's divinity and that He lives. If you want to know Him, keep His commandments ( 1 John 2:3-5) I know Him. I love Him, and I know that He loves me. Because He loves me, He has sent His servant the prophet. He has given us the Book of Mormon, so that we can know of assurity that Jesus is the Christ. Joseph Smith was a prophet. To quote Elder Neil L Andersen " Settle this in your minds, and move on" Evidence of this is found in the Book of Mormon. Because if it is true, which I testify with all my soul that it is, than Joseph Smith was a prophet, and the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter day Saints, is the very church Christ established during His ministry. I cannot say it enough. Read, ponder, pray. That is the invitation, that is where change starts, that is where happiness is found. Jesus Is the Christ, the Savior of my soul, and yours. I testify of these things in the name of Jesus Christ, amen.
I love you all, and miss you dearly.
With all affection
Elder Rogers
P.S. Sorry im terrible at pictures haha
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