Elder Bell

So many miracles. My friend Elder Bell transferred to the service mission a while ago due to costochondritis. Once that was resolved, he was eager to get back out teaching, but ended up staying here longer than expected. I talked with him, prayed, and even fasted for him. One day, I was thinking about him and his situation. I said a prayer for him, and a couple minutes later, he walked in the room with good news. He told me that he officially got cleared to go back to Scotland. It was an answer to my prayer, and I was so filled with joy for him. I am so grateful for Elder Bell. For the friend and person that he is. I know I was meant to be here for him. I am so thankful that I was able to spend that short time serving beside him. Go kill it in Scotland brother❤️

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