Sunday, February 15, 2009
Fruits of Your Labors
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Increased Excitement in the Mission
In Pleven, we joined the branch in their Saturday night fun night after we observed the S/I class taught by Elder Taylor. Here we are making a pinata and getting really messy with paste. Elder Hawkes is on the right.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
A Service Project To An Orphanage
We hope you enjoy your week, and find peace in your hearts.
Love, Elder/Sister Andersen, John and Peggy
Thursday, January 1, 2009
May This be a Happy New Year

Anticipating a wonderful display of fireworks from the local government set off from on top of the hill in front of our house we stayed up past midnight to watch what people said would be a wonderful display. (Yes, we know it is past missionary bedtime but then we knew the noise would not allow sleep.) So, we wandered from window to window to watch. As midnight grew closer we heard and saw an increase in activity ALL around the city. Our house is on a hill and the views from our house allow almost a 360 degree panorama of the city.Soon, it got so we were practically running from room to room. To solve that, at midnight we stepped out onto our deck which is HUGE to watch and hear. From balconies all around us people were shooting firecrackers, rockets, and YES, even guns into the night sky, one of our neighbors did this as I watched the fire exit his barrel. In the dark we felt perfectly safe as we had a cover we could cower under if necessary. The display, though not organized was the most spectacular we have ever seen. The noise was as though we were in a war zone. We stayed out in the below freezing weather 15 minutes and then retired to bed but not to sleep. Miraculously it all stopped at 1:00 except for the drunken screems of revelry and the occasional shooting of fireworks through the night. Why, at 6:50 a.m. the neighbor decided to blast off 2 more rockets we can't figure out, except maybe drunkeness. One of his blasts landed on our deck waking us up from a restless night's sleep.
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Our Bulgarian Branch Christmas Party
PS: Yes we did eat roasted Bulgarian chicken for our Zone Conference, see story below.
Friday, December 26, 2008
Why Did the Bulgarian Chicken Cross the Road
For centuries, the question has been asked, “Why did the Bulgarian Chicken cross the road?” I have searched for many months for an answer to this perplexing question. I have suffered fatigue, insomnia, self doubt and criticisms from every side in my search. I stand before you today to report my findings. The chicken, filled with fear and trepidation, crossed the road to meet with the missionaries from the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.
I must tell you of the events leading up to this historic rendezvous. From the chicken’s own journal I learned that he was attracted to the missionaries because of their clean cut appearance and smiles. Other chickens in the yard had also noticed the missionaries, but they had heard from the head rooster that the missionaries were BIG TROUBLE and to avoid contact.
As I mentioned before, it was with great fear that the chicken crossed the road. On the morning of this historic crossing, just as the sun began winking, the chicken flew to his roost and with a loud ‘cock-a-doo’ announced, “Today I will cross the road and find for myself what these missionaries are all about.” His announcement caused no small stir among the chickens. All egg production seized. Clucking turned to ‘klackel’. His friends warned, “Don’t do it little brother, if you do, you’re sure to die.” Others just pointed their wing tips at him and threatened, “If you talk to those missionaries we’ll never speak to you again.” Many of the older hens pleaded, “You know how the Bulgarians drive; you’ll never make it across the road.” Then the head rooster cocked his head, twice, and the brood became deathly quiet. He crowed, “If you talk to those missionaries, you will go straight to that lake of burning fire where the sly fox waits with smacking lips.” The gasps of the hens caused several to faint.
The little chicken began to doubt his own abilities; even the hackles on his neck began to tremble. Then, he remembered the words of his dying mother, “Fear not little flock”, she had clucked, “I taught you not the spirit of fear, but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind.” With his heart pounding, and the words of his mother echoing in his ears, he hopped from the safety of his perch, and with one giant leap for all chickens, dashed across the road, and lived fear free for ever after; and happily, too, he testified.
Elder Andersen
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
From giving Thanks to celebrating the Birth of our Savior, Jesus Christ
President Bennett and Elder Jorgensen with Sister Andersen
The following week Sister Bennett invited all the sister missionaries over for a Sister's Gathering. We really felt the spirit of Christmas as we sat around and shared the Christmas traditions of our families. I felt so proud of these beautiful sisters who told of the selflessness of their family traditions where the spirit of Christ was the center of their celebrating, making sure others who were less fortunate did not go without, and the feeling of giving over the self-centeredness of receiving. The future of the Church is in good hands with the strenghth of the army of missionaries in the field. They will be a powerful force for good throughout their lives because of the teachings they have received in their homes, and as they exemplify those teachings wherever they are.
As we prepare for this Christmas, we want all to feel the true joy of the birth, life, and death of our Savior. We share our testimony with you that He came to this earth, as the Son of God, to show us the way back into the presence of our Father in Heaven. May we all put Christ at the center of our thoughts and gifts this season. Share your love and blessings with all around you and may these feelings last throughout the coming year. We love you all.
MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR.