Greetings from the Land of Never-Ending Sunshine!

Hello Family Mine! 

     Colorado fact of the week: did you know that Colorado receives the most sun (or nearly the most sun) out of all the states? It has been sunny every day I've been here, which is crazy--apparently the sun shines 320-something days out of the year, even in the winter. Things that you learn!
     Glad to hear that everyone is doing well at home; I will continue to keep Grandma and Grandpa in my prayers. 
     Dad, thank you for the good advice (as always); the Lord gave me this chance to work here, and he expects me to use if well--the desire to go to Bulgaria burning in my heart shouldn't be a slowing point, but rather a spur in my side, prodding me to work HARDER here, because I don't know when my time could be up, when I could be called away with the work I've been assigned to do left un-done. Also, thanks for the update on the Yukls--let them know I am thinking about them! 
     Mom, thanks for your testimony and your love--every time we have dinner at a member's house, and I see a mother reminding her kids to practice the piano, I think of you and am grateful for all the love and reminding you have given me in my life. And we have car (our area is large). The first of the two primary programs was this Sunday, and I couldn't help but think of you--it wasn't the same without seeing your wonderful blond head pop-up every time there was a song. Though there were fewer kids in our ward than even half of this ward's, I think our kids sang louder. It was fun though--you have to love their spirit and energy! I love you.
     Paige, you look all too much grown in those pictures--I can just imagine all the little girls in the cast just following you around, basking in your glow. Keep up the good work, know that I love you, and am excited to see you shine! Ronnie, don't worry too much about "living-up" to your brothers that came before--if you keep being yourself (and continue to work hard and improve as I'm sure you are), you are going to be an amazing man; you already have so many good and unique strengths and qualities that are yours, that are specifically about Ronnie. My hope is to one day live up to the standard of the Third-Hardy Brother, in both stature AND success. You rock Ron-Dog. Lizzie, I love those pictures where you are smiling--your smile lights up my day, and I am miles away! (Rhyme!). Keep shining that smile and joy on those around you, and people will be drawn to you, to find out why you are so happy. Share with them why, and keep on smiling! I love you.
     The first full week in Colorado has been a good one, and a hard one; I am beginning to realize how blessed we are to have testimonies that are strong--people fight and struggle and flounder in this life, and all the answers lie at their fingertips in a wonderful little blue book, on their knees in earnest supplication, and before their faces at a worn but wonderful table covered in a pure and white cloth. It is painful to see how close all these sources lay, but how unwilling people often are to just reach out and take them. The spirit is so often beating so hard on their door I feel as though I would go deaf, but they just can't bring themselves to introspection, to pull out the earplugs. 
     We have been working on getting the ward excited about missionary work, so we have visited with quite a few members, and have been inviting them to invite their friends, to have the courage to just ask them to meet with the missionaries. We are hopeful that we can get some good referrals and find more people to teach (the constant struggle), and I have faith that as we continue to strengthen and invite, the Lord will bless us with success. There really are some great people in this Ward--I so badly want them to have a chance to feel the joy of SHARING their joy!
     Anyway, I digress--life is good here in Colorado. We had a funny experience the other day, but one that will hopefully lead to good; we were doing some door-to-door contacting (as Elder Carstens prefers to call it), when we ran into a guy named Wolf. He came out of his house and proceeded to tell us very energetically and loudly about his study of the Bible, the Book of Mormon, the Koran, and the Torah, and how we was actually an ordained Christian minister (we were a touch skeptical, as you can imagine). I must describe him--tall, long gray hair pulled back by a civil-war style cap (like the ones Rees had), one blue prosthetic eye, one brown real eye, a cigarette dangling in his fist, he was quite a sight. We kept talking to him though, and discovered that though he was very disgruntled with the government of Erie because they were tough on his Veteran benefits, he was actually a pretty nice guy, who cared about his community. We chatted for a while, and gave him a pass-along card to call us if anybody in the neighborhood needed any help (he had informed us of the numerous older people in the area), and went our way (after he had told us to be careful while crossing the street). It was a strange, but good experience. Everyone has the light of Christ!
     I love being a missionary, and I know this is the Lord's work. It is tough work, but the Lord strengthens us. Just as the stripling warriors stood firm, and were "undaunted" (Not even scared!) even when the entire army of the Nephites was crumbling around them, if we are obedient and faithful, we WILL receive strength, we WILL be preserved (Alma 57). They conquered, and so can we conquer the struggles that come into our life. 
     I love you all so much family--I am so blessed to be able to call you all Brother and Sister, Mother and Father, Friends.

Elder Hardy

(P.S. Can you add River Hopkins to the email list? Thanks!)
     

At the Ward Chili Cook Off/ Trunk or Treat. I can't believe he bid me up!


Greetings from the Land of Tall Mountains!

Howdy Family!

     Ok, so not everyone in Colorado is a cowboy (a disappointing discovery, I know), but the Tall Mountains part is true--they are a majestic sight to wake up to every morning.
     Thank you so much for you wonderful letter--it was a treat to see those awesome pictures (tell Hook, whoever he is, to take good care of that hat, and also tell Dad I am glad to see that he took the liberty of re-claiming his jacket, and also that his garden fence looks like it belongs on the cover of a home-improvement magazine). Also, that table you sat at at the Milk Bottle, was the one I sat at maybe a week or two before I left--I think you are actually in my chair Mom. I thought it was funny.          About the whole no-letter thing, President let us all write and send a note with the mission-home address on it and a message letting you know we were safe--I don't think I addressed it wrong, but that could be a possibility. In any case, I'm safe! There you are.
     Tell Grandpa I am thinking about him and praying for him--that sounds like no fun. I will think of him most definitely. Send him a big smile from Elder Hardy!
     Paige, I am so glad that you are having a blast--keep up the push to the end! You will cherish these memories for a long time! Ronnie, I'll have you know I did the whole contact-ordeal in middle school as well; count your many blessing that your vision is good enough now without them! Also, enjoy wrestling--you'll be surprised how often later you'll be glad you did. It really teaches a lot of things! Love you. Lizzie, know that I think you are the cutest braces-wearer this world ever did see. Keep up the hard work in all the facets of your life. I think you are a super-woman!
     So, the rest of the mission actually watched Meet the Mormons about two-weeks before I got here, because the Church made a deal with the theaters that there would be no missionaries attending any of the viewings at the theaters...so I'll probably see it in about two years or so. No worries. It looked good from the previews though!
     Dad, I think of you a lot out here. I mean a LOT; I am so grateful for the many things that you taught me through the course of my life about working hard, about being organized, about making the right calls, even if they are the hard calls. I think about your valiant service when I feel low, and it gives me strength in so many ways. I cannot thank you enough, Father.
     Mom, thank you for teaching me to how to be a respectful person, and how to have good-manners. We get fed dinner every night be the members, and I down every morsel, because of the manners you taught me. I know how to use a fork and a knife, I know how to respect the hostess, how to make polite conversation (not well, but it happens at least), and how to use a napkin. I know how to clean a bathroom well because of blessed little slips of green and yellow paper in that jar on you desk; I am so blessed to have had a Mother like you growing up. Thank you so much!
     Alright, so Colorado. I am in the town of Erie, serving in the Coal Creek Ward or the Boulder Stake--we are about an hour or so (around that) from the mission home, and in a quiet little section of Colorado; I say quiet because it really is quite a happy place--most people are doing pretty well, and life is taken at a slow pace. It really is a nice community, that doesn't seem to have too many problems. The Ward is HUGE (so big, they have to have two primary programs, on different Sundays), but it seems like there hasn't really been a lot of missionary activity here for quite a while. Because of the size of the Ward, a lot of people fall through the cracks, so we do quite a bit of visiting to those sort of people, active and less active alike. The Ward mission leader is a neat guy, a good guy, and the Bishop is nice as well. It was Stake Conference this past Sunday, so I haven't had a real Sunday in the ward, but I have met a good number of the ward leaders. 
     My companion is Elder Carstens, and he has been out about 18 months, but he hasn't trained in a long time, and it sounds like he had a rough time of it with his last greenie, so we are learning together how this whole training thing works. He is from Oregon (not near the Smiths though). He is a good guy, a big car lover. 
      These last couple days have been a roller-coaster in so many ways; from the joy of getting a referral, to the shattering despair of watching all your appointments fall through one by one, to the peace of a great Stake Conference, to the anguish of not knowing what to say to the preoccupied people buzzing by (our area is quite affluent), to the rising joy of a grateful smile from the non-member we moved (we quite a bit of service). I have to keep reminding myself that I am still adjusting, that I have a lot of skills to hone, that, sadly, not everyone recognizes the burning need they have for the Atonement of Jesus Christ, and that not every person wants to try their faith, and feel the peace of the spirit.
      It is hard, but I really do mean what I said about feeling I am needed here in Colorado, and am trying to put it into practice in my everyday inner-dialogue. I would lie if I said there was never a moment where I wished that phone would ring and it would be President telling me to pack my bags, but I am working hard to erase those thoughts, and I am beginning to feel real love and concern for these wonderful people of Colorado, for they really truly are wonderful.
     I know that my Redeemer lives, I know that this is his work. I am striving to become more like Captain Moroni (I am studying in the war chapters currently)--he is grateful, humble, hard working, determined, and faithful. I am not as good as him though--I have to work hard to exhibit just one of those characteristics--but I know that if I keep at it, I can be like him.
     I love you all, I take so much joy in seeing your faces and hearing about you. You really are special people. Always be strong, always remember who you are! (Give our missionaries a referral or two--we as members truly are the best finders!).

So much love (but no Bulgarian Keyboard),
Elder Hardy


Our house--we live in the basement
Mountains!
The stables behind our house...

Last day at the MTC!



So...we got mail after Emails...

Здрайваите! Пак!

      I'll cut to the quick--we checked the mail after we sent Emails, and I have been reassigned to serve in the Colorado, Fort Collins Mission for an undetermined period, until my Visa to serve in Bulgaria arrives. I leave the same day, same time, but I just don't have to worry about weight restrictions! My other district members are going to DC South.
      I am excited to get this opportunity to learn to be a missionary in English first before I preach in Bulgarian--the Lord must know some skill that I need to hone that I don't. I am so glad we have a loving Heavenly Father who knows more than we do, who knows the person or family or missionary that needs his influence through me, whereas I don't. I am not sad, I am excited. I am pumped to preach the Gospel. I feel his Spirit testifying to me, as I type this, that this is where I need to go, that this is the right step for me. It could be a week, it could be two years, but whatever it is, I plan on making the most of it! 
      Don't think I'm sad, because I am not. My trust is in the Lord and his plan, not mine. How lucky are we to be members of his Church, to know what we know! What might crush others makes my heart soar! I know that this church is true family, I know it is true.
      Dad, I would ask you to send me some Cowboy boots, but I'm sure I'll be able to find a good pair there. I don't know the mission president, I don't even know the mission boundaries, but I know it is where I need to go. 
      Много ви обичам, аз се доверявам във Бога, вечния Отец!

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Week 8: I'm leaving, on a Jet Plane!

Семейството ми!

     Thank you so much for that awesome letter--I loved reading it! I laughed, I felt the spirit: it was an enjoyable experience. So thanks!
      Dad--Thanks for that note. You are always so full of quality advice. I will try to apply what you have said! Paige, I love getting letters from you as well--they rock ( I carry them around in my messenger bag). Remember, if I can learn a few of these silly Bulgarian words with the Lord's help, you certainly can learn a bunch of silly English words with the Lord's help--he will help us in ALL aspects of our lives, if we just ask. He loves you more than I do, and that's a pretty tall order! Ronnie--I feel you brother; I always wished we could throw it on every play. Also, stop growing--you're almost as tall as Dad!
     Lizzie, happy birthday you wonderful little (well, not so little anymore) ball of joy. I love reading about your wonderful escapades--I had a hearty chuckle over the Quest story. Always remember, the Lord has given you some pretty amazing abilities. Remember where they came from, and that he has a work for you do to with them. I love you so much, I love your smile, I love you laugh (I still remember it!), and I love your spirit. Keep up the good work!
      So glad to hear about the Yukls! It made my morning to read about them starting to meet with the missionaries--keep me updated on all their progress, and how they are doing. Give them my love and support. I am so glad they saw Elder Bednar's talk--all of us missionaries were pretty much geeking out the whole entire time. It was great.
     Conference--so neat! The whole time we were in that building, I was nearly tingling with the spirit. When we stood up to sing, I felt like a tuning fork vibrating at full capacity--I was buzzing like a hummingbird after a double espresso. So neat! It was a miracle that we could memorize that music and get it to where it was in a mere 7 days--truly a blessing of the Lord. Angels were there with us--I smiled and opened my mouth so wide to sing that day, that it was painful to smile for the rest of the day (not that that stopped me). Really a once in a life-time experience. So neat!  
     Big news--flight plans are here! (See the picture). No new Visa news, which we are told is a good thing, so we are moving right ahead with packing and all that jazz (I love jazz--one of the guys in our zone is a saxophone performance major at BYU...we may or may not have jam-plans for when we return). Sorry about that detour; anywho, we are super pumped, and getting all ready. I bought a calling card, and am just planning on calling you when we get to the airport--our first flight leaves at 7:50, but we are probably going to get to the SLC Airport by around 4:15, 4:30 AM, so it should be around 530, maybe 6:00 SALT LAKE TIME that I can call--I am not sure though; it could be any time in that window (4:30-7:00). Sorry I don't know more specifically! I will call Mom first. 
     In terms of packing needs, I looked through my stuff, and I think I am actually all good (we did a good job packing Mom!). I really appreciated the cookies today!
     Outside of GC, it was a normal, but good week--Elder Taylor and I had an absolutely wonderful lesson with our investigator Демитър this week. We were in tune with the spirit, and were able to receive guidance on how to help him feel the spirit, and how to help him resolve his serious concerns about the Gospel, and sincerely desire to be baptized (with a date!). It was a powerful experience. NEXT WEEK IT'S FOR REAL! 
     I am so pumped to get to Bulgaria. All these last two months, we've read and studied and practiced and planned and prayed and pleaded and fasted to be ready (well, for the last 18 years, really). I've been waiting for my whole life for this week to come, preparing, dreaming, visualizing. Now here it comes. I have a lot to learn, skills to refine, vocabulary to master, grammar to internalize, but I know that as I give my best, the Lord will magnify my efforts. I can't wait to meet these people I've been trying to learn to love for so long, to actually get to interact with them!
     Thank you so much for your examples, your encouragement, your reminders and support--I feel you all behind me every day. Remember that though us older three may have the badges and the callings, you guys have a powerful influence that only comes when the tag comes off. Be member missionaries always (as I know you are)--us missionaries only can carry the work so far, can only do so much. You have such power!
     Не мога да обясня колко любов имам за вас!
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Letter writing!

Flight plans!

We are pumped!

Week 7: Go Go Go!

Семейството ми!

     Thanks for the news! Paige, I can never look at tuna in any form without thinking of you. I love you so much--keep doing great things, keep being amazing! Ronnie, you go my brother; be sure to really learn what you are taught in Scouts--it is useful stuff to know for life, and especially a mission! Lizzie, I love you--every time the families of the Devo speakers comes, and I see a little blond girl (which happens more than you would think), I think of you.
     Thanks for the reminders Dad--every time I start getting tired, I think of good ol' Dr. Bishop, and I put my head down and push along. Thank you so much for your example to me!
     Mom, I'll give you all I know: our date says OCT 15, but we probably will leave earlier--we get our flight plans this weekend (AH!), so I should have more details next P-day. Assuming we get our Visas and these are our REAL flight plans, it should me a Monday or Tuesday. I will buy a card (and yes, I remember your numbers!).
     It was a glorious week this week; we had choir practice every day, which brings an awesome spirit. The director carries an amazing excitement for the work, and an awesome spirit and testimony. I feel the weight of our calls every time we sing--though we have only been rehearsing for 5 days and the music is tough, the Lord has been blessing our voices and memories. I am so glad to be singing for the Lord!
     It really started to hit us this week that we leave in less than two weeks! Crazy! The pressure is felt to study hard, but I have really felt my faith grow as I've been learning to examine my weaknesses as a missionary, person, and Bulgarian speaker, and have begun to realize that though I have them, the Lord is here to help us, and he will not let us fail--if we just turn to him, how could he? There is no more powerful influence than his--there is no way he would let such a noble cause falter! I feel more love for the people of Bulgaria every day, and I can't wait to get out to the people there.
     Mom, I need you to read these verses: Mosiah 28:6-8, and Alma 19:21-23. As I go, know that I'm going to be ok--I am not scared at all, because I know the faith of you and Dad, that it is strong enough to protect us even as Mosiah's protected Ammon. I am going to be fine; more than fine, I will be doing a great work (or at least doing my best to do a great work!). The Lord knows your faith.
     Give my love to everyone! Read Alma 34 if you want to know about the Atonement. It's real!
     
Аз знам че това евангелие е истината, без съмнение или страх. Обичам моят Спасител, Исус Христос, и също бие, семейството ми!

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(Sorry no pictures! No time! Or new things to take pictures of!)