Hello and greetings from the MTC! It was so nice to hear from you guys, and I love getting those blessed brown-cloaked envelopes every so often--great idea Mother! I hope you guys are having a marvelous vacation, and that all your plans work out. I hope those snazzy pants see you through! Tell Ronnie that he is doing a marvelous work and a wonder on the O-line, tell him to say hello to Miss. Phillips and Mrs. Ediger for me, and tell the rest of the family I love them a lot!
Thank you so much for all the wonderful letters and packages--it's a rush to look in the mailbox and see that half-sheet that tells you a package is waiting. I am doing great; however, I realized I forgot my key-ring consecrated oil carrier (it's on my keys, if those are still intact). Thank you so much!
Though I have tried and tried, I have come to the conclusion that my camera will not work at the MTC at least--it is a struggle even for those with SD cards, so schmucks like me are downright hopeless. I don't know if it's necessarily worth it to send a whole new camera, considering it very well might work in Bulgaria, but it is a thought. I'll try to get some photos from my district to send to you, but everyone is hit and miss, so I, unfortunately, can promise nothing. I am so sorry!
In other news, I am beginning to acclimate to the MTC--our schedule is a little disjointed always, but we manage to end up where we need to be, when we need to be there, so life is good. The food is plentiful, gym-time four square is intense (but not too intense, I promise. We are good missionaries!), our calves are getting super toned (our residence is the farthest from everything, on the top (4th) floor, and our classroom is also on the top floor--stairs are my arch-nemesis) and the Bulgarian studies are going...pretty well. I truly do feel the Lord magnifying me as I work hard; I am married to my flashcards--I feel naked without them attached to my belt. However much I study, though, there would be no way for me to be able to get a sufficient grasp on this language in a measly 9 weeks without a serious assist from the Lord. I'll find words that I studied two days before floating into my head during lessons, and know it is the power of the Holy Ghost. Now, that being said, please don't get any bloated ideas about my speaking prowess--communication is still more difficult than paddling upstream the Mississippi without any oars in a half-sunk canoe, but the blessing is that communication does happen (when it needs to), and I still feel the spirit when I testify, broken Bulgarian or not. THAT is the gift of tongues.
Miscellaneously, just found out that I get to host next week (it seem weird that I am that old in the MTC already!), I got to sing in the Choir this Tuesday (a serious accomplishment, involving careful planning and the ability to not get crushed in large swarms of suits wishing to partake), and the old Bulgarian district is staying for an unplanned Week 10 because their visas haven't come through yet (so hard!), and I enjoy pickles on my burgers. Discovered that in a real way this week.
I love you all so much, family, and I am so grateful for the great family that we have--keep doing the basics, because they truly are the way to happiness, revelation, and the Holy Ghost. I have been focusing on having the spirit with me, and I have been realizing that the way we do that, is to always be found doing activities and thinking thoughts that invite the spirit. Read PMG chapter 4!
обичам те много, аз знам че бог е нашия небесен отец!
стаpейшина Hardy
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