Dear Momma,
It's been a week filled with all sorts of adventures. Last Monday night, Syster Kester and I were on our way to our last appointment when we came upon a moped lying in the middle of the road. We didn't see anybody around, so I hopped out of the car to move it, and then I heard someone screaming for help. We found the rider lying in a ditch about 30 feet from the road. We called an ambulance and flagged down other drivers to help, and he lost consciousness on us while we waited. Last we heard from the police before everyone left was that he was conscious again and should be okay. The people who stopped were great. There were a lot of people who pulled over to help. Swedes in general seem to be exceptionally helpful people. Even when contacting strangers on the street, they're very willing to be helpful until they realize we 'just' want to talk about religion. ;)
We've had some fun teaching appointments this week too. There's an older couple we're working on right now that's presenting us with some fun challenges. The husband has been investigating the church for FORTY-TWO YEARS, and I'm dang determined that it's not going to turn into 43. It's a little bizarre - they've changed their whole lives for the sake of joining the church, but they just won't actually JOIN. They've given up coffee and teas, they actually got married so that they could be baptized, they read the Book of Mormon, the Bible, AND the Pearl of Great Price together EVERY MORNING, he's been hung up on tithing for a long time, but we're finally making progress to get him over that too, they believe in the prophets - he can list all the latter-day prophets by year. (I know most members can't do that - I certainly can't...) But they won't get baptized because they don't want to be given responsibilities in the church. I'm confused as to what more they think they'd be asked to do than what they're doing already. Most members DON'T do as much as they've been doing. Anyway, now that they're on the brink of being baptized, they've convinced themselves that it's a bigger step to take than they'd thought (more like a cliff than a step), and they're scared. He tried to make a deal with us that turned out to work 'against' him, and it was pretty funny. They knew I had just arrived in Sweden two weeks ago, and I need Syster Kester to translate for me during discussions because I'm struggling to understand what other people say to me. So he promised he'd be baptized before spring if I would pray for him in Swedish right then. Little did he know, prayer's the one thing I CAN do well in Swedish. Haha! (It's a whole lot easier for me to speak Swedish than hear and interpret it right now.) So anyway, he set the terms. He made the promise. We're holding him to it.
We have a dinner appointment scheduled for tonight, and we were supposed to bring something 'American,' so we made an apple pie. (It doesn't get more American than apple pie, baseball, and Superman!) Sister Kester and I are also planning a Thanksgiving dinner for the branch. I doubt more than 4 people in the branch have heard of Thanksgiving, but that's okay because President Monson's conference talk on gratitude just provided us with the perfect excuse to introduce it. =)
Let Casey know that I love him, and I keep him in my prayers. I'm glad he did his best to get involved in soccer. Even if he didn't get to play, it's good that he had something to do during his free time. Maybe you could start out by letting him have friends over at our house? That would be easier to keep under control than him going out. I never really understood where we were supposed to go or what we were supposed to do when 'hanging out' anyway. Which is the main reason why I didn't do much of it as a kid. And as for Chynna, I definitely haven't dealt with such a rough roommate situation. Frankly, Mormon girls fail at being catty or nasty. They worst they can come up with is playing the 'silent game'. I'll be praying for her too.
Take care, Momma. I pray for you too. Ask Keira to give you and hug and a kiss for me, kay?
I love you.
Syster Hillary Kiser
P.S. The secretaries do know that my parents are divorced, and they have both your/Rich's information, and Dad's. They're not sure how the names and addresses got mixed, but they apologize for it.
And no, I haven't emailed Dad. I actually lost his email address. Could you ask him for it and send it my way, please?
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Sundsvall - Week 2
Hej, hej, Momma!
I'm loving my life! My companion Syster Kester and I keep pretty busy. We had about 22 teaches this week, which is REALLY amazing. (I know it doesn't seem impressive compared to Elder Propst's numbers, but it's really above the mark here. We had set a goal to teach 17, and we thought that was really high.) We're planning to set two baptismal dates this week, and have set a goal to try to get 4 more by the end of the month (bear in mind that the standard set by the mission is 1 baptism per 9 weeks), so we're really doing well right now.
The investigators we're setting dates for baptism for right now are amazing. Their names are Tobias and Leon and they came here from Africa to go to school. We found them when I first arrived, but they're absolutely ready to accept the gospel, so we're moving fast. They seemed to instantly recognize us as messengers from God. They've studied the Bible very diligently, and have already figured out so many things that we teach, but other churches don't. It's really cool to hear their 'theories', which are right more often than not.
As for the Muslim family we're teaching, stop worrying. They're a nice family: a mom, a dad, and two beautiful baby girls. They love God, and they enjoy having us over because they want to build understanding and friendship between people of different religions. Remember - every religion has its fanatics (including us), but they don't want to be judged for theirs anymore than we want to be judged for ours.
And as for avoiding danger, it's really not hard. The mission already has rules for just about every dangerous thing we could come up with to do. (Probably because someone made the rule necessary at one point or another.) As long as we're being obedient, we are safe. Obedience also assures that we can receive warning from the Holy Ghost - I've already seen that in action too. There has been an occasion already when my companion and I both felt prompted to leave an area right away. We know what it feels like when we receive a warning, and we do listen when they come. I promise, Momma, I'm the safest kid you've got. :)
There's a family here that makes me think of Rich a lot. The husband is from Scotland. I told him my step-dad had lived there for a while, and he wants to know if Rich has been to Edinburgh, which I think he said is in Livingston. Sometimes it shocks me when people old enough to be my parents or grandparents ask me for help; I forget that they see my name-tag and calling rather than my age. He asked me, "Did your stepfather ever have trouble with the kids not listening because 'You're not my dad?'" It seems to be a universal struggle. I'm seeing more and more how often we bite the hand that feeds us, especially as teenagers. I think there must be a special reward for people who take in and provide for children that are not their own, and only seem to be punished for it. I know Christ knows a lot about that too. He was certainly punished for loving others. I guess these hard things in our families could be a blessing in disguise because they give us something in common with the Savior.
I'm finally getting that letter i wrote in the MTC in the mail today, along with another if I can get it done. You'll probably have them in a week or so, but that's just a guess. I love you, and I can't wait to hear from you. Remember to pray and read, and take everything else easy. Actually, get on the church website and look up President Uchtdorf's talk from General Conference last week, and then take his advice. I think it's wise counsel for our whole family right now. Except for me and Elder Propst, of course. Missionaries can rest when they get home. ;)
I love you very much. I know our Father in Heaven loves you too.
Love,
Syster Hillary Kiser
I'm loving my life! My companion Syster Kester and I keep pretty busy. We had about 22 teaches this week, which is REALLY amazing. (I know it doesn't seem impressive compared to Elder Propst's numbers, but it's really above the mark here. We had set a goal to teach 17, and we thought that was really high.) We're planning to set two baptismal dates this week, and have set a goal to try to get 4 more by the end of the month (bear in mind that the standard set by the mission is 1 baptism per 9 weeks), so we're really doing well right now.
The investigators we're setting dates for baptism for right now are amazing. Their names are Tobias and Leon and they came here from Africa to go to school. We found them when I first arrived, but they're absolutely ready to accept the gospel, so we're moving fast. They seemed to instantly recognize us as messengers from God. They've studied the Bible very diligently, and have already figured out so many things that we teach, but other churches don't. It's really cool to hear their 'theories', which are right more often than not.
As for the Muslim family we're teaching, stop worrying. They're a nice family: a mom, a dad, and two beautiful baby girls. They love God, and they enjoy having us over because they want to build understanding and friendship between people of different religions. Remember - every religion has its fanatics (including us), but they don't want to be judged for theirs anymore than we want to be judged for ours.
And as for avoiding danger, it's really not hard. The mission already has rules for just about every dangerous thing we could come up with to do. (Probably because someone made the rule necessary at one point or another.) As long as we're being obedient, we are safe. Obedience also assures that we can receive warning from the Holy Ghost - I've already seen that in action too. There has been an occasion already when my companion and I both felt prompted to leave an area right away. We know what it feels like when we receive a warning, and we do listen when they come. I promise, Momma, I'm the safest kid you've got. :)
There's a family here that makes me think of Rich a lot. The husband is from Scotland. I told him my step-dad had lived there for a while, and he wants to know if Rich has been to Edinburgh, which I think he said is in Livingston. Sometimes it shocks me when people old enough to be my parents or grandparents ask me for help; I forget that they see my name-tag and calling rather than my age. He asked me, "Did your stepfather ever have trouble with the kids not listening because 'You're not my dad?'" It seems to be a universal struggle. I'm seeing more and more how often we bite the hand that feeds us, especially as teenagers. I think there must be a special reward for people who take in and provide for children that are not their own, and only seem to be punished for it. I know Christ knows a lot about that too. He was certainly punished for loving others. I guess these hard things in our families could be a blessing in disguise because they give us something in common with the Savior.
I'm finally getting that letter i wrote in the MTC in the mail today, along with another if I can get it done. You'll probably have them in a week or so, but that's just a guess. I love you, and I can't wait to hear from you. Remember to pray and read, and take everything else easy. Actually, get on the church website and look up President Uchtdorf's talk from General Conference last week, and then take his advice. I think it's wise counsel for our whole family right now. Except for me and Elder Propst, of course. Missionaries can rest when they get home. ;)
I love you very much. I know our Father in Heaven loves you too.
Love,
Syster Hillary Kiser
Monday, October 25, 2010
Sundsvall - Week 1
I'M IN SWEDEN!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!So... it's a good thing we bought those boots and that nice down coat because I'm spending my winter in Sundsvall. This city is the furthest north they'll send sisters. I know. You're all laughing yourself silly right now. Go ahead. The temperatures are actually pretty nice for now. Winter should probably hit in about a month, so at least I'm not going through shock with a major climate change right away. The really ironic part is that all the elders wanted to come north, and they're all way down south, most of them as far south as they can go. Saying goodbye to the Elders was really hard. Yes, I sobbed like the big baby that I am. I was really upset that they all got to stay together while I was sent so far away all alone. But doing the work doesn't really leave time to think about that much, so I'm doing just fine.
As for the Sundsvall area - it's pretty fun so far. It's HUGE. It's about the size of the Charlottesville Stake, and there's only one tiny branch for all of it. One of the big challenges here is that the members go inactive because the chapel is hours away, and they really CAN'T get to church. Syster Kester and I are also the only missionaries in the whole area. Yes, we are Team Kajser and Kester! (I'm ordering new name-tags and changing my name's spelling to 'Kajser' because all the Swedes are really confused by the 'i' in 'Kiser'. They're not sure how to pronounce it. My name looks like 'Sheeser' to them.) The next closest missionaries are two elders in Ornskoldsvik, which is a couple hours away, and their area is about the same size as ours. So, ya. The North is a little sparse. There are a total of four companionship's covering the whole northern half of Sweden.
My trainer and I are getting along great. She's a real sweetheart - I guess one of us would have to be. We've agreed that whenever we need a good cop/bad cop approach, I'm the bad cop. We really might need one. A lot of our investigators seem to be really flaky. We invited over 12 to come watch General Conference with us at the church, and none showed up. But that's okay because they'll all be at church next Sunday (you know, since they got all their important stuff out of the way this weekend).
In the 3 days I've been here, we've taught about 5 lessons, which is better than I expected (especially since one of those days was all conference). My favorite appointment so far was with a Muslim family (Arab husband, Swedish wife, with two GORGEOUS little girls). They fed us dinner, and then we discussed the importance of prayer. They also gave us a Qu'ran, which I think is both funny and cool. They're very devoted to their traditions, so it was really interesting that the husband stated he would happily change his religion if he found a better one. I think people must be able to sense that there's more out there to religion than what they've been given so far, even if they don't realize they feel that way.
Life's little ironies continue to thump me on the back on the head when I'm not looking. I told you that I spent my first month in the MTC with one of Nate's cousins, right? Well, on Tuesday, we went to the Stockholm Temple, and I met ANOTHER of his relatives. (This one related through marriage, but still, it's enough to remind me after I've tried so hard to keep such things off my mind.) I think Fate's picking on me.
In other news: one interesting thing I've discovered since being here is that we Americans put way too much sugar in everything. I know, I know. I add sugar to my hot chocolate all on my own, but what I mean is: I never noticed that EVERYTHING at home does have sugar in it - the juice, the bread, the sauces, the jams and jellies, the snacks especially. I'm discovering all sorts of new flavors here because they're not overpowered by sugar. And weird as it sounds, I might actually LIKE it. One thing Chynna would love is that they put ketchup on EVERYTHING. Apparently they don't use tomato sauce here, so anything we would put tomato sauce in at home, they cover with ketchup instead.
Anyway, I need to take off. P-day only comes once a week, and it doesn't last very long. There are still a lot of things to do, like shopping and laundry, and writing up a report for my Mission President.
I love you very much, and I can't wait to hear from you. Take care.
Love,
Syster Hillary Kiser
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!So... it's a good thing we bought those boots and that nice down coat because I'm spending my winter in Sundsvall. This city is the furthest north they'll send sisters. I know. You're all laughing yourself silly right now. Go ahead. The temperatures are actually pretty nice for now. Winter should probably hit in about a month, so at least I'm not going through shock with a major climate change right away. The really ironic part is that all the elders wanted to come north, and they're all way down south, most of them as far south as they can go. Saying goodbye to the Elders was really hard. Yes, I sobbed like the big baby that I am. I was really upset that they all got to stay together while I was sent so far away all alone. But doing the work doesn't really leave time to think about that much, so I'm doing just fine.
As for the Sundsvall area - it's pretty fun so far. It's HUGE. It's about the size of the Charlottesville Stake, and there's only one tiny branch for all of it. One of the big challenges here is that the members go inactive because the chapel is hours away, and they really CAN'T get to church. Syster Kester and I are also the only missionaries in the whole area. Yes, we are Team Kajser and Kester! (I'm ordering new name-tags and changing my name's spelling to 'Kajser' because all the Swedes are really confused by the 'i' in 'Kiser'. They're not sure how to pronounce it. My name looks like 'Sheeser' to them.) The next closest missionaries are two elders in Ornskoldsvik, which is a couple hours away, and their area is about the same size as ours. So, ya. The North is a little sparse. There are a total of four companionship's covering the whole northern half of Sweden.
My trainer and I are getting along great. She's a real sweetheart - I guess one of us would have to be. We've agreed that whenever we need a good cop/bad cop approach, I'm the bad cop. We really might need one. A lot of our investigators seem to be really flaky. We invited over 12 to come watch General Conference with us at the church, and none showed up. But that's okay because they'll all be at church next Sunday (you know, since they got all their important stuff out of the way this weekend).
In the 3 days I've been here, we've taught about 5 lessons, which is better than I expected (especially since one of those days was all conference). My favorite appointment so far was with a Muslim family (Arab husband, Swedish wife, with two GORGEOUS little girls). They fed us dinner, and then we discussed the importance of prayer. They also gave us a Qu'ran, which I think is both funny and cool. They're very devoted to their traditions, so it was really interesting that the husband stated he would happily change his religion if he found a better one. I think people must be able to sense that there's more out there to religion than what they've been given so far, even if they don't realize they feel that way.
Life's little ironies continue to thump me on the back on the head when I'm not looking. I told you that I spent my first month in the MTC with one of Nate's cousins, right? Well, on Tuesday, we went to the Stockholm Temple, and I met ANOTHER of his relatives. (This one related through marriage, but still, it's enough to remind me after I've tried so hard to keep such things off my mind.) I think Fate's picking on me.
In other news: one interesting thing I've discovered since being here is that we Americans put way too much sugar in everything. I know, I know. I add sugar to my hot chocolate all on my own, but what I mean is: I never noticed that EVERYTHING at home does have sugar in it - the juice, the bread, the sauces, the jams and jellies, the snacks especially. I'm discovering all sorts of new flavors here because they're not overpowered by sugar. And weird as it sounds, I might actually LIKE it. One thing Chynna would love is that they put ketchup on EVERYTHING. Apparently they don't use tomato sauce here, so anything we would put tomato sauce in at home, they cover with ketchup instead.
Anyway, I need to take off. P-day only comes once a week, and it doesn't last very long. There are still a lot of things to do, like shopping and laundry, and writing up a report for my Mission President.
I love you very much, and I can't wait to hear from you. Take care.
Love,
Syster Hillary Kiser
6th E-mail
Dear family,
It's no surprise to hear you're all busy up to your eyeballs. When will Rich know whether or not he gets the new job? And how did the triathlon go?
I'm sorry Casey's still being difficult. Honestly, I think buying him clothes was too nice of you. If he wants to live with Dad, then it's time for Dad to be the parent. I know it's awful, Momma. I'm sorry all your kids turn into boneheads before we start growing up a little bit. Just remember that the Lord knows where we are and where we're going to go, and He IS working to get us all through these rough stages, even if it's hard for us to see how.
I'm not sure who to start giving condolences for first. Let Jennie know that I'm keeping her name on the prayer list in the temple. And I'm praying for Dad-Dad and Uncle Jesse too.
As for what i need - pictures of family. People are constantly asking me if they can see pictures of you guys. I'd love to have my photo album too. (The big one with my college pictures.) And a cardigan or two really would be great. I'd love to have one in white, and one in color. I don't care which. I'm just starved for color right now. I've really been gritting my teeth because now that we're here, the MTC presidency's announced that the clothing guidelines for sisters are changing. Apparently they don't want us to look like Mennonites (or polygamists) anymore, so they're encouraging us to wear colors and patterns and look feminine. And our skirts don't have to cover the shin anymore, just the knee. That would've been WONDERFUL to know when I was running all over two states looking for long, plain, dark skirts in the middle of July. Grr.
I've got to say, the elders in my district might be my favorite thing about the MTC. My companion's got a calling that separates us while she's in meetings a few times a week, and whenever that happens, I've got my own 11-man team of body guards. Nothing makes a girl feel more important than walking, surrounded by 11 men, darting around corners with their 'guns' at the ready, sniping down any 'potential threats'. I'm actually starting to worry that Sweden might be boring after this.
There's a lot more I want to say, but I'm running out of time. I'll try to get the rest of my thoughts on paper and stick it in the mail.
I love you. Work hard. Play hard. Pray hard.
Love,
Syster Hillary Kiser
It's no surprise to hear you're all busy up to your eyeballs. When will Rich know whether or not he gets the new job? And how did the triathlon go?
I'm sorry Casey's still being difficult. Honestly, I think buying him clothes was too nice of you. If he wants to live with Dad, then it's time for Dad to be the parent. I know it's awful, Momma. I'm sorry all your kids turn into boneheads before we start growing up a little bit. Just remember that the Lord knows where we are and where we're going to go, and He IS working to get us all through these rough stages, even if it's hard for us to see how.
I'm not sure who to start giving condolences for first. Let Jennie know that I'm keeping her name on the prayer list in the temple. And I'm praying for Dad-Dad and Uncle Jesse too.
As for what i need - pictures of family. People are constantly asking me if they can see pictures of you guys. I'd love to have my photo album too. (The big one with my college pictures.) And a cardigan or two really would be great. I'd love to have one in white, and one in color. I don't care which. I'm just starved for color right now. I've really been gritting my teeth because now that we're here, the MTC presidency's announced that the clothing guidelines for sisters are changing. Apparently they don't want us to look like Mennonites (or polygamists) anymore, so they're encouraging us to wear colors and patterns and look feminine. And our skirts don't have to cover the shin anymore, just the knee. That would've been WONDERFUL to know when I was running all over two states looking for long, plain, dark skirts in the middle of July. Grr.
I've got to say, the elders in my district might be my favorite thing about the MTC. My companion's got a calling that separates us while she's in meetings a few times a week, and whenever that happens, I've got my own 11-man team of body guards. Nothing makes a girl feel more important than walking, surrounded by 11 men, darting around corners with their 'guns' at the ready, sniping down any 'potential threats'. I'm actually starting to worry that Sweden might be boring after this.
There's a lot more I want to say, but I'm running out of time. I'll try to get the rest of my thoughts on paper and stick it in the mail.
I love you. Work hard. Play hard. Pray hard.
Love,
Syster Hillary Kiser
Sunday, October 24, 2010
5th E-mail
Hejsan, familj!
It sounds like you're all crazy-busy... so business as usual, I guess.
As for Chynna's health - I really hope she starts getting better soon. Tell her she might be healed of she writes to me. ;) As for the pills, they've been great for me. I haven't had any pains since I started using them. So she's off to school at last. The refund sounds awesome! I'm sure it'll help a lot. I wonder how she'll like dorm life. As for Jon's jealousy, we knew that was coming. Just be patient. And be nice. Chynna -is- a smart girl when she's not being stubborn. She'll figure things out (it sounds like she already is, to some degree). It'll work out right in the end, and if it hasn't worked out yet, it's not the end.
How are you doing with a quiet(er) house? Of course, it can't really be quiet with Keira and the pets around. How's Keira's first week of 1st grade been? The poor kid sounds like she needs some knee pads or a helmet or something. Did you take her to get stitches later, or are you just gonna let the kid be disfigured for life?
I would love to have my jewelry. I didn't bring any because I didn't want to have to worry about losing it, but I just miss it too much. I'm so excited for that package - and I really would love to have some pictures too. I don't know why I didn't think to bring any.
As for how I'm doing - I love my life! Our Swedish teacher finally came back on Monday, so our language progress has picked up a lot these last few days. We had another English Fast yesterday, and it went really well. I'm constantly being surprised by the new things I'm able to say. Swedish is kind of a tricky language. It bears a lot of resemblance to English because they're both Germanic-based languages, but Swedish is more like Old English, especially the way sentences are built. We say things like: "Fore klassen, goar vi till frukost." ("Before class, go we to breakfast.) and "Varfor har du en froagor?" ("Wherefore have you a question?" - 'wherefore' = 'why'). It's fun, but it's hard to remember to rearrange sentences while speaking, in addition to translating the vocabulary.
I only have a few minutes left, but I have to tell you the most amazing thing! Last night, we filled up the gym for our Tuesday night devotional, and JEFFREY R. HOLLAND walked into the room! Elder Holland's my hero! I think I could be happy to let him chew me up and spit me out spiritually all day. He just speaks so POWERFULLY! Sitting at an apostle's feet and hearing him say "I love you. I respect you. And I thank you." has to be one of the most amazing experiences I've ever had. If I've had a greater experience, I can't think of it now.
I want to say so much more about it, but I'm about to be kicked off. I love you so much.
Love,
Syster Hillary Kiser
It sounds like you're all crazy-busy... so business as usual, I guess.
As for Chynna's health - I really hope she starts getting better soon. Tell her she might be healed of she writes to me. ;) As for the pills, they've been great for me. I haven't had any pains since I started using them. So she's off to school at last. The refund sounds awesome! I'm sure it'll help a lot. I wonder how she'll like dorm life. As for Jon's jealousy, we knew that was coming. Just be patient. And be nice. Chynna -is- a smart girl when she's not being stubborn. She'll figure things out (it sounds like she already is, to some degree). It'll work out right in the end, and if it hasn't worked out yet, it's not the end.
How are you doing with a quiet(er) house? Of course, it can't really be quiet with Keira and the pets around. How's Keira's first week of 1st grade been? The poor kid sounds like she needs some knee pads or a helmet or something. Did you take her to get stitches later, or are you just gonna let the kid be disfigured for life?
I would love to have my jewelry. I didn't bring any because I didn't want to have to worry about losing it, but I just miss it too much. I'm so excited for that package - and I really would love to have some pictures too. I don't know why I didn't think to bring any.
As for how I'm doing - I love my life! Our Swedish teacher finally came back on Monday, so our language progress has picked up a lot these last few days. We had another English Fast yesterday, and it went really well. I'm constantly being surprised by the new things I'm able to say. Swedish is kind of a tricky language. It bears a lot of resemblance to English because they're both Germanic-based languages, but Swedish is more like Old English, especially the way sentences are built. We say things like: "Fore klassen, goar vi till frukost." ("Before class, go we to breakfast.) and "Varfor har du en froagor?" ("Wherefore have you a question?" - 'wherefore' = 'why'). It's fun, but it's hard to remember to rearrange sentences while speaking, in addition to translating the vocabulary.
I only have a few minutes left, but I have to tell you the most amazing thing! Last night, we filled up the gym for our Tuesday night devotional, and JEFFREY R. HOLLAND walked into the room! Elder Holland's my hero! I think I could be happy to let him chew me up and spit me out spiritually all day. He just speaks so POWERFULLY! Sitting at an apostle's feet and hearing him say "I love you. I respect you. And I thank you." has to be one of the most amazing experiences I've ever had. If I've had a greater experience, I can't think of it now.
I want to say so much more about it, but I'm about to be kicked off. I love you so much.
Love,
Syster Hillary Kiser
4th E-mail
Happy P-Day!
So much happens here, I spend all week thinking about what i want to tell you about, and then when P-day comes, I can't remember any of it.
As for what make me sick, the doctor said it's most often picked up from another antibiotic, so I probably got it from one of the other medicines I was taking this summer. I took the last pill on Monday, and I am so happy to FINALLY get that awful half-rootbeer-half-metal funky taste out of my mouth! I'm sure it doesn't surprise you that as soon as I was over that, I picked up a cold. I've been sniffling and sneezing all week, but I can tell I've been coming out of it since Monday. Now everyone else in my class is starting... Oops.
I haven't seen Nick for about a week, but I will keep an eye out for him, and I'll try to remember to get his MTC address for you. Jeremiah left about at about 5 this morning. I saw him last on Monday. My companion and I somehow got turned around and ended up in the farewell fireside for all the missionaries who were leaving this week, and I found him sitting in the row behind me, so it turned out to be a mistake I was happy to make.
So how are the new glasses? Are they the same style of are you changing it up?
Thanks for keeping me posted on my bank account.
I'm pretty sure the two things I have laughed the hardest over in the last two weeks were the stories you've sent about Keira. And my companion loves them too. Make sure you keep sending those little gems in your letters. They totally make my day!
And thank you so much for the package! The dried fruits and toblerones are pretty much the best things i could hope for in a package. I am happy to share all but the toblerones with my companion and roommates. ;) And you can can let Keira know that her drawing is sitting proudly on display on my desk.
For future packages, I wouldn't mind having a little of my jewelry sent. I didn't realize how much I was going to miss it. Also, I'd really love to have some pictures. It was a big mistake not to bring any with me.
Poor Jennie. Let her know that she is in my prayers please. I didn't have time to write a letter for Paw-Paw last week, but I am writing one today.
Yes I have some VERY interesting Elders in my district. We spend all day every day together, so it's becoming hard to imagine what it would be like not to have them around. They're super funny, and they're really solid, spiritual young men. Since a lot of them are fresh out of high school, some of them are just starting to figure out that we have answers in the scriptures to the deep doctrine questions, and I really enjoy helping them figure out where to look for those things since I've taken so many religion classes. They're going to do amazing things in the field. As for the water incident, no, I haven't forgotten what doing dishes is like. The kitchen staff actually asked the Elders to wash the glasses themselves, which they were happy to do.
My MTC departure date is on September 27. That's pretty much set in stone. I really am going to need these next 6 weeks. The language has been the biggest hurdle by far. Last week's English Fast kind of fell through. It was a lot harder than anyone expected, and the district agreed to cut it short by early afternoon because our brains were completely fried. (It didn't help that our teacher's on vacation, and that was her last day to try to cram EVERYTHING we should've learned in this 2-week period into one day. I don't think I approve of our teachers having real lives outside the MTC so much.) Anyway, since then (Thursday), I was feeling really stressed about the language and a little afraid to try with it. But Monday, we had an activity where we had to hold an all-Swedish conversation for a full 10 minutes with a native speaker. Once I HAD to do it, I was surprised by how much I knew. I didn't know I COULD come up with 10 minutes worth of Swedish until they made me do it. So now I'm feeling a lot better, and my confidence in using it is growing again.
I'm going to get booted from the computer in about 60 seconds, so I have to wrap it up now.
I love you very much, and I want you to know I do pray for you.
~Sister Hillary Kiser
P.S. could you save all of my letters in a box or something so I'll have them all when I get home?
So much happens here, I spend all week thinking about what i want to tell you about, and then when P-day comes, I can't remember any of it.
As for what make me sick, the doctor said it's most often picked up from another antibiotic, so I probably got it from one of the other medicines I was taking this summer. I took the last pill on Monday, and I am so happy to FINALLY get that awful half-rootbeer-half-metal funky taste out of my mouth! I'm sure it doesn't surprise you that as soon as I was over that, I picked up a cold. I've been sniffling and sneezing all week, but I can tell I've been coming out of it since Monday. Now everyone else in my class is starting... Oops.
I haven't seen Nick for about a week, but I will keep an eye out for him, and I'll try to remember to get his MTC address for you. Jeremiah left about at about 5 this morning. I saw him last on Monday. My companion and I somehow got turned around and ended up in the farewell fireside for all the missionaries who were leaving this week, and I found him sitting in the row behind me, so it turned out to be a mistake I was happy to make.
So how are the new glasses? Are they the same style of are you changing it up?
Thanks for keeping me posted on my bank account.
I'm pretty sure the two things I have laughed the hardest over in the last two weeks were the stories you've sent about Keira. And my companion loves them too. Make sure you keep sending those little gems in your letters. They totally make my day!
And thank you so much for the package! The dried fruits and toblerones are pretty much the best things i could hope for in a package. I am happy to share all but the toblerones with my companion and roommates. ;) And you can can let Keira know that her drawing is sitting proudly on display on my desk.
For future packages, I wouldn't mind having a little of my jewelry sent. I didn't realize how much I was going to miss it. Also, I'd really love to have some pictures. It was a big mistake not to bring any with me.
Poor Jennie. Let her know that she is in my prayers please. I didn't have time to write a letter for Paw-Paw last week, but I am writing one today.
Yes I have some VERY interesting Elders in my district. We spend all day every day together, so it's becoming hard to imagine what it would be like not to have them around. They're super funny, and they're really solid, spiritual young men. Since a lot of them are fresh out of high school, some of them are just starting to figure out that we have answers in the scriptures to the deep doctrine questions, and I really enjoy helping them figure out where to look for those things since I've taken so many religion classes. They're going to do amazing things in the field. As for the water incident, no, I haven't forgotten what doing dishes is like. The kitchen staff actually asked the Elders to wash the glasses themselves, which they were happy to do.
My MTC departure date is on September 27. That's pretty much set in stone. I really am going to need these next 6 weeks. The language has been the biggest hurdle by far. Last week's English Fast kind of fell through. It was a lot harder than anyone expected, and the district agreed to cut it short by early afternoon because our brains were completely fried. (It didn't help that our teacher's on vacation, and that was her last day to try to cram EVERYTHING we should've learned in this 2-week period into one day. I don't think I approve of our teachers having real lives outside the MTC so much.) Anyway, since then (Thursday), I was feeling really stressed about the language and a little afraid to try with it. But Monday, we had an activity where we had to hold an all-Swedish conversation for a full 10 minutes with a native speaker. Once I HAD to do it, I was surprised by how much I knew. I didn't know I COULD come up with 10 minutes worth of Swedish until they made me do it. So now I'm feeling a lot better, and my confidence in using it is growing again.
I'm going to get booted from the computer in about 60 seconds, so I have to wrap it up now.
I love you very much, and I want you to know I do pray for you.
~Sister Hillary Kiser
P.S. could you save all of my letters in a box or something so I'll have them all when I get home?
Sunday, September 5, 2010
3rd E-mail
Thanks for all the letters! I'm going to try my best to remember all your questions, so... here it goes! Yes, Teresa is welcome to use my laptop. I actually thought Chynna was going to use it anyway. Tell her she's welcome to change or delete anything she wants on it except my music. I'm going to want that when I get back.
As for the overdraft protection of my credit card, I didn't even know it was on there. Maybe it just came as a default setting? I really don't know. On that note, I don't have access to the internet here, just the email website. Could you keep me posted on my checking account balance, please? I'd really appreciate knowing how much is in there.
Jeremiah's email address is the same as mine. Just change Hillary to Jeremiah and Kiser to Propst. Since he leaves the MTC one week from today, you'll just have to wait and get his mailing address once he reaches his area down in St. George.
Yes, I have seen Nick Vela a few times. He didn't recognize me, so I introduced myself. He seemed excited to be here.
Yes, I did get your package, and I was so happy about it! Being a missionary really just magnifies all the excitement it's possible to feel about receiving something in the mail. I honestly don't know what kind of treats I'd like to have. Just send whatever you'd like. I'm not picky. The only thing I can think of that I really want is a CD I left in the Kia. There should be a CD in there with piano music. (I think the artist's last name is Thomas.) I do want that CD.
As for the food, they have really good meals. Food's been kind of a tricky thing for me, though. I've been sick. I started having digestive problems almost as soon as I got here. For the first week, I just thought I was having a hard time adjusting, but last week, it kept getting worse. So I went to the doctor, and it turns out I picked up a bacterial infection in my digestive tract somehow. The doctor put me on an all-liquid diet for a few days and gave me an antibiotic and something for nausea (this was Friday). Since then, I've gotten a lot better. My symptoms are completely gone now (but I have to keep taking the meds until they run out anyway), and I've been working back up to real food for the last two days, so I'm back to real meals today. Real food tastes so amazing after 3 1/2 days of broth, water, and jello! And I really am feeling back to normal, so the medicine's done it's job. No worries.
There's a lot more I want to write about and respond to from your letters, but my half hour's running out, so I'll finish this in a written letter.
I love you so much!
~Sister Hillary Kiser
As for the overdraft protection of my credit card, I didn't even know it was on there. Maybe it just came as a default setting? I really don't know. On that note, I don't have access to the internet here, just the email website. Could you keep me posted on my checking account balance, please? I'd really appreciate knowing how much is in there.
Jeremiah's email address is the same as mine. Just change Hillary to Jeremiah and Kiser to Propst. Since he leaves the MTC one week from today, you'll just have to wait and get his mailing address once he reaches his area down in St. George.
Yes, I have seen Nick Vela a few times. He didn't recognize me, so I introduced myself. He seemed excited to be here.
Yes, I did get your package, and I was so happy about it! Being a missionary really just magnifies all the excitement it's possible to feel about receiving something in the mail. I honestly don't know what kind of treats I'd like to have. Just send whatever you'd like. I'm not picky. The only thing I can think of that I really want is a CD I left in the Kia. There should be a CD in there with piano music. (I think the artist's last name is Thomas.) I do want that CD.
As for the food, they have really good meals. Food's been kind of a tricky thing for me, though. I've been sick. I started having digestive problems almost as soon as I got here. For the first week, I just thought I was having a hard time adjusting, but last week, it kept getting worse. So I went to the doctor, and it turns out I picked up a bacterial infection in my digestive tract somehow. The doctor put me on an all-liquid diet for a few days and gave me an antibiotic and something for nausea (this was Friday). Since then, I've gotten a lot better. My symptoms are completely gone now (but I have to keep taking the meds until they run out anyway), and I've been working back up to real food for the last two days, so I'm back to real meals today. Real food tastes so amazing after 3 1/2 days of broth, water, and jello! And I really am feeling back to normal, so the medicine's done it's job. No worries.
There's a lot more I want to write about and respond to from your letters, but my half hour's running out, so I'll finish this in a written letter.
I love you so much!
~Sister Hillary Kiser
2nd E-mail
Dear family,
Thanks for sending me your little updates! It's exciting to open my mailbox and see lots of emails. Did you get the letter I sent on Friday?
How did Dad-Dad hurt his hip? Tell him I love him and that I'll remember him in my prayers.
Poor Keira too. I didn't actually feel giddy or anything when I was on the laughing gas. It just made me want to cry after I woke up.
I'd love to have that pair of bottoms and some stamps sent. And, yes, I do need that journal. (I knew I'd forget something.) Thanks. It'll probably be simplest to have you deposit the checks for me. They keep us crazy-busy here, and it's kind of hard to find time to run even simple errands.
On that note, it'll probably be easiest for me if you send me your messages through www.dearelder.com. We have exactly 1/2 an hour to check and respond to our emails on P-day, so if you send your messages through DearElder, they'll be printed off for me, and I can read them before I start using up my 1/2 hour, and that'll give me more time to write back.
I'm really loving everything about the MTC. I can really tell that this work's important because the Spirit's kind of helping us double-time our way through everything we need to learn. I could bear my testimony in Swedish after one day, and could pray in Swedish the next. Can you imagine how amazing that is?! I saw my friend Carin on Friday; she's been learning Swedish for two years, and after one day, I was able to teach her a little Swedish she hasn't learned yet.
This really is the hardest work I've ever done, but it isn't exhausting as you'd think it should be. I spend all day learning the language, how to teach the missionary discussions, and going to devotionals with my companion and the 11 Elders who are also going to Sweden. I really love my district. These Elders are amazing, humble, and hilarious, and I'm learning so much more from them than I thought I would. I didn't expect to be impressed with the teenaged boys I would meet here, but they've disproved all my preconceptions. My companion's amazing too. Her name's Sister Dabb, and we've bonded like old friends. We work really well together, and we're good at motivating each other in the different areas we struggle with individually.
I've only seen Elder Propst a few times in passing because we're kept so busy. Hopefully I'll have time to really catch up with him some time soon.
I'm so excited about what I'm doing, and I can't believe how fast I'm learning.
I love you so much, and I can't wait to hear from you again. (Really - getting a letter's pretty much the highlight of any day here.)
Take care of each other. Pray. Be happy.
Love,
Sister Hillary Kiser
Thanks for sending me your little updates! It's exciting to open my mailbox and see lots of emails. Did you get the letter I sent on Friday?
How did Dad-Dad hurt his hip? Tell him I love him and that I'll remember him in my prayers.
Poor Keira too. I didn't actually feel giddy or anything when I was on the laughing gas. It just made me want to cry after I woke up.
I'd love to have that pair of bottoms and some stamps sent. And, yes, I do need that journal. (I knew I'd forget something.) Thanks. It'll probably be simplest to have you deposit the checks for me. They keep us crazy-busy here, and it's kind of hard to find time to run even simple errands.
On that note, it'll probably be easiest for me if you send me your messages through www.dearelder.com. We have exactly 1/2 an hour to check and respond to our emails on P-day, so if you send your messages through DearElder, they'll be printed off for me, and I can read them before I start using up my 1/2 hour, and that'll give me more time to write back.
I'm really loving everything about the MTC. I can really tell that this work's important because the Spirit's kind of helping us double-time our way through everything we need to learn. I could bear my testimony in Swedish after one day, and could pray in Swedish the next. Can you imagine how amazing that is?! I saw my friend Carin on Friday; she's been learning Swedish for two years, and after one day, I was able to teach her a little Swedish she hasn't learned yet.
This really is the hardest work I've ever done, but it isn't exhausting as you'd think it should be. I spend all day learning the language, how to teach the missionary discussions, and going to devotionals with my companion and the 11 Elders who are also going to Sweden. I really love my district. These Elders are amazing, humble, and hilarious, and I'm learning so much more from them than I thought I would. I didn't expect to be impressed with the teenaged boys I would meet here, but they've disproved all my preconceptions. My companion's amazing too. Her name's Sister Dabb, and we've bonded like old friends. We work really well together, and we're good at motivating each other in the different areas we struggle with individually.
I've only seen Elder Propst a few times in passing because we're kept so busy. Hopefully I'll have time to really catch up with him some time soon.
I'm so excited about what I'm doing, and I can't believe how fast I'm learning.
I love you so much, and I can't wait to hear from you again. (Really - getting a letter's pretty much the highlight of any day here.)
Take care of each other. Pray. Be happy.
Love,
Sister Hillary Kiser
Sunday, August 29, 2010
1st E-mail
Hi, Momma! Hi, Rich!
I guess if you're going to send me messages, I should probably give you my addresses. This is my new missionary email address, and its the only one I'll be checking, so this is the one you'll need to keep from now on.
My MTC address is:
Sister Hillary Megan Kiser
MTC Mailbox #201
SWE-STO 0928
2005 N 900 E
Provo, UT 84604-1793
And yes, you can send me packages as well as letters if you like.
I love you very much, and I miss you already.
Love, Hillary
I guess if you're going to send me messages, I should probably give you my addresses. This is my new missionary email address, and its the only one I'll be checking, so this is the one you'll need to keep from now on.
My MTC address is:
Sister Hillary Megan Kiser
MTC Mailbox #201
SWE-STO 0928
2005 N 900 E
Provo, UT 84604-1793
And yes, you can send me packages as well as letters if you like.
I love you very much, and I miss you already.
Love, Hillary
2nd Letter
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Dear Family,
Tell Dad-Dad that I hope he heals quickly and let him know that I'm remembering him in my prayers.
Thanks for sending Paw-Paw's address. I was actually going to ask for it so I can write to him and Dusty anyway.
Jed and Jay's advice made me laugh. The sad fact is, I can't afford to miss ANY classes for choir. Which really is a shame. It would be fun. I really am way too busy, though.
Go, Momma! So tell me more about the play and about your characters. I'm assuming it's a comedy right?
As for Dad, Casey, and the car - Just tell Casey to be safe. Waiting Dad and Danita to get married could be a very long time coming, so I think it's good to do what you can about it now. I know Dad needs a fire lit under him to get this done. Just don't start a fight if you can help it.
I'm glad Keira likes her new play set. Her "Nothing scares me anymore" story cracked me and my companion up so much! I seriously have the coolest little sister on the planet.
Thanks again for the package you sent. Little nibbly snack foods are pretty much perfect. As for what else you can send me, I don't need much. I wouldn't mind having a short-sleeved cardigan (in COLOR!) and I miss my jewelry a little bit.
There are so many things I could tell you about, I don't really know how to start. I spend all day with my companion Syster Dabb and 11 hyper elders. I love the Elders. They kind of keep me sane when Sister Dabb and I are trying to work too hard. They're hilarious! 2 nights ago, they set a new record for chugging water in the cafeteria. 321 glasses of water! (I contributed 4 of those.) The kitchen staff really hated us when all 321 of those glasses came back to the dish-room on the conveyor belt. The really funny part was watching them all squirm through class for the next 3 hours because the teacher took no pity on them for bathroom breaks.
I've become good friends with one of the elders. His name is Elder Lampinen and he's from Finland. This is his first time in America and it's been a lot of fun to watch him because he's so STILL while the 12 Americans around him are always so hyper and loud. He was very solemn at first and I think he was really uncomfortable being around us, but I can see that he's adjusting. He smiles and laughs now, even though he's still quiet.
Swedish has come very slowly this week. It's frustrated me a lot since I got a small taste of the gift of tongues at the very beginning. I'm pretty nervous about tomorrow Our district is going on an "English Fast." We're only allowed to speak in Swedish all day long. I have a feeling that tomorrow's going to be very quiet for me.
Today I got to go to the temple. I LOVE the temple SO MUCH! My favorite thing about being here is that I get to go to the temple every week.
I especially want Chynna and Casey to know that the temple brings peace and teaches things that life would not be complete without. I am so grateful that I am lucky enough to enter the temple when so few even know about it. IT IS WORTH whatever it takes to get to the temple. <3
Hopefully tomorrow's English fast will be good for me. The idea is that it forces us to learn the language, and i need whatever works right now.
Aside from the language, everything else is coming fast. All day long we listen to devotionals, read scriptures, pray, talk about the gospel, and how to teach it to others. They say that a teacher learns so much more about their subject than they could ever teach, and it's absolutely true. Every day is a spiritual feast of the greatest quality.
Last of all, I just want you to know I made the right decision by coming. I know I'm doing what God wants me to do. I know that what I am here to learn and teach is true and that this is the most important thing I'll ever do for the people i find. I couldn't be happier anywhere else right now than I am.
I love you very much. Love each other. Pray. Be happy.
Love,
Sister Hillary Kiser
Dear Family,
Tell Dad-Dad that I hope he heals quickly and let him know that I'm remembering him in my prayers.
Thanks for sending Paw-Paw's address. I was actually going to ask for it so I can write to him and Dusty anyway.
Jed and Jay's advice made me laugh. The sad fact is, I can't afford to miss ANY classes for choir. Which really is a shame. It would be fun. I really am way too busy, though.
Go, Momma! So tell me more about the play and about your characters. I'm assuming it's a comedy right?
As for Dad, Casey, and the car - Just tell Casey to be safe. Waiting Dad and Danita to get married could be a very long time coming, so I think it's good to do what you can about it now. I know Dad needs a fire lit under him to get this done. Just don't start a fight if you can help it.
I'm glad Keira likes her new play set. Her "Nothing scares me anymore" story cracked me and my companion up so much! I seriously have the coolest little sister on the planet.
Thanks again for the package you sent. Little nibbly snack foods are pretty much perfect. As for what else you can send me, I don't need much. I wouldn't mind having a short-sleeved cardigan (in COLOR!) and I miss my jewelry a little bit.
There are so many things I could tell you about, I don't really know how to start. I spend all day with my companion Syster Dabb and 11 hyper elders. I love the Elders. They kind of keep me sane when Sister Dabb and I are trying to work too hard. They're hilarious! 2 nights ago, they set a new record for chugging water in the cafeteria. 321 glasses of water! (I contributed 4 of those.) The kitchen staff really hated us when all 321 of those glasses came back to the dish-room on the conveyor belt. The really funny part was watching them all squirm through class for the next 3 hours because the teacher took no pity on them for bathroom breaks.
I've become good friends with one of the elders. His name is Elder Lampinen and he's from Finland. This is his first time in America and it's been a lot of fun to watch him because he's so STILL while the 12 Americans around him are always so hyper and loud. He was very solemn at first and I think he was really uncomfortable being around us, but I can see that he's adjusting. He smiles and laughs now, even though he's still quiet.
Swedish has come very slowly this week. It's frustrated me a lot since I got a small taste of the gift of tongues at the very beginning. I'm pretty nervous about tomorrow Our district is going on an "English Fast." We're only allowed to speak in Swedish all day long. I have a feeling that tomorrow's going to be very quiet for me.
Today I got to go to the temple. I LOVE the temple SO MUCH! My favorite thing about being here is that I get to go to the temple every week.
I especially want Chynna and Casey to know that the temple brings peace and teaches things that life would not be complete without. I am so grateful that I am lucky enough to enter the temple when so few even know about it. IT IS WORTH whatever it takes to get to the temple. <3
Hopefully tomorrow's English fast will be good for me. The idea is that it forces us to learn the language, and i need whatever works right now.
Aside from the language, everything else is coming fast. All day long we listen to devotionals, read scriptures, pray, talk about the gospel, and how to teach it to others. They say that a teacher learns so much more about their subject than they could ever teach, and it's absolutely true. Every day is a spiritual feast of the greatest quality.
Last of all, I just want you to know I made the right decision by coming. I know I'm doing what God wants me to do. I know that what I am here to learn and teach is true and that this is the most important thing I'll ever do for the people i find. I couldn't be happier anywhere else right now than I am.
I love you very much. Love each other. Pray. Be happy.
Love,
Sister Hillary Kiser
First Swedish Testimony
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Jag vet att Mormons Bok ar sann och evangeliet ar sant. Jag vet att Jesu Kristi kyrka av Sista Dagars Heliga ar Guds kyrka. Jag vet att Gud lever och Jesus Kristus lever och Jesus Kristus ar var fralsare. I Jesu Kristi namn, Amen.
I know the Book of Mormon is true and the gospel is true. I know The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints is God's church. I know that God lives, and Jesus Christ is our Savior. In Jesus Christ's name, Amen.
Jag vet att Mormons Bok ar sann och evangeliet ar sant. Jag vet att Jesu Kristi kyrka av Sista Dagars Heliga ar Guds kyrka. Jag vet att Gud lever och Jesus Kristus lever och Jesus Kristus ar var fralsare. I Jesu Kristi namn, Amen.
I know the Book of Mormon is true and the gospel is true. I know The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints is God's church. I know that God lives, and Jesus Christ is our Savior. In Jesus Christ's name, Amen.
1st Letter
Hey guys. This is Teresa (Hillary's aunt for those of you that do not know me). I have been given the privilege of keeping up with Hillary's blog while she is serving her mission. Unfortunately I just got her letters today so I'm a little behind. I will be posting her letters and e-mails home in that order. I hope the e-mails are in the right order.
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Dear Family,
It's hard to believe that I've only been in the MTC for one day! so much has happened in this short time that it feels longer. In one day I've sat through a devotional, done Pilates, and spent 7 hours in classes focusing on how to recognize our investigator's needs, teach the 1st Discussion on the Restoration, and of course Swedish. In one hour, our entire class learned how to form the sentences we need to bear testimony- and did it! I can already bear a basic testimony in Swedish! Tomorrow my companion, Syster Dabb, and I are going to challenge each other to cut every English word we know in Swedish out of our speech. Syster Dabb is amazing. I feel really lucky to have her because we've agreed to really push each other with goals like memorizing scripture masteries every day and studying the Atonement together to increase our desire to teach it. I had an amazing experience my first few hours here, in which I was able to stand before about 100 people and announce that I know that there is life after death because I prayed for assurance that Maw-Maw would be okay, and I did get an immediate answer to that prayer. As I said it, the Spirit flooded in, and I knew it even more surely than I had when I began speaking. I haven't seen Jeremiah since our 1st dinner. We stay so busy, it's hard to guess when I might bump into him. I love you and want you to know that I'm well, happy, and safe as it's possible to be.
Love,
Sister Hillary M. Kiser
P.S. My Preparation Day is on Wednesdays. Each Wednesday, I will have only 1/2 hour to read and write my emails. It will be really helpful for me if you can send your messages to me through DearElder.com instead of e-mails so that I can read it on paper then save my 30 minutes for writing back. Thanks! <3
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Dear Family,
It's hard to believe that I've only been in the MTC for one day! so much has happened in this short time that it feels longer. In one day I've sat through a devotional, done Pilates, and spent 7 hours in classes focusing on how to recognize our investigator's needs, teach the 1st Discussion on the Restoration, and of course Swedish. In one hour, our entire class learned how to form the sentences we need to bear testimony- and did it! I can already bear a basic testimony in Swedish! Tomorrow my companion, Syster Dabb, and I are going to challenge each other to cut every English word we know in Swedish out of our speech. Syster Dabb is amazing. I feel really lucky to have her because we've agreed to really push each other with goals like memorizing scripture masteries every day and studying the Atonement together to increase our desire to teach it. I had an amazing experience my first few hours here, in which I was able to stand before about 100 people and announce that I know that there is life after death because I prayed for assurance that Maw-Maw would be okay, and I did get an immediate answer to that prayer. As I said it, the Spirit flooded in, and I knew it even more surely than I had when I began speaking. I haven't seen Jeremiah since our 1st dinner. We stay so busy, it's hard to guess when I might bump into him. I love you and want you to know that I'm well, happy, and safe as it's possible to be.
Love,
Sister Hillary M. Kiser
P.S. My Preparation Day is on Wednesdays. Each Wednesday, I will have only 1/2 hour to read and write my emails. It will be really helpful for me if you can send your messages to me through DearElder.com instead of e-mails so that I can read it on paper then save my 30 minutes for writing back. Thanks! <3
Monday, July 26, 2010
Mission Information
My wonderful friends and family:
As most of you know, I have been called as a missionary for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, and my assignment is in the Sweden Stockholm Mission. This Wednesday (the 28th), I will enter the Missionary Training Center in Provo, UT where I will spend the next 9 weeks learning the Swedish language. On September 27, I will fly from Utah to Stockholm and there endeavor to bring people to the gospel of Jesus Christ. I will return from this work 18 months from now in February 2012.
I will miss you, and would love to hear from you. I will not have access to facebook, instant messaging, phones, or any other electronic contact during this time, and emails are reserved only for my immediate family. This is to prevent me from becoming distracted from my work as a missionary. Thus my only real form of contact will be through actual mail.
If you would like to send me letters or packages (which I will be thrilled to receive), my address from July 28-September 27 will be:
Sister Hillary Megan Kiser
MTC Mailbox #201
SWE-STO 0928
2005 N 900 E
Provo, UT 84604-1793
After September 27th, my address will change every 6 weeks as I move around all over Sweden. You can send letters to the mission office, which will then pass them on to me. My mission office address will be:
Sister Hillary Megan Kiser
Sweden Stockholm Mission
PO Box 2087
SE- 183 02 Taby
Sweden
On this blog that my family will (hopefully) post my weekly letters home and maintain my most recently updated address. This will get letters to me a little faster, but you'll have to be careful to be sure my address won't change before your letter arrives. I won't receive my first residential address until I arrive in Sweden. Please understand that missionaries are kept extremely busy and I will be given only one day a week for shopping, errands, letter writing, and all other extra activities. This means my correspondence will probably be slow, but I do promise to answer every letter I receive.
I love you all, and hope the next year and a half of your lives will be productive and happy. I know mine will be.
Love,
Sister Hillary Kiser
As most of you know, I have been called as a missionary for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, and my assignment is in the Sweden Stockholm Mission. This Wednesday (the 28th), I will enter the Missionary Training Center in Provo, UT where I will spend the next 9 weeks learning the Swedish language. On September 27, I will fly from Utah to Stockholm and there endeavor to bring people to the gospel of Jesus Christ. I will return from this work 18 months from now in February 2012.
I will miss you, and would love to hear from you. I will not have access to facebook, instant messaging, phones, or any other electronic contact during this time, and emails are reserved only for my immediate family. This is to prevent me from becoming distracted from my work as a missionary. Thus my only real form of contact will be through actual mail.
If you would like to send me letters or packages (which I will be thrilled to receive), my address from July 28-September 27 will be:
Sister Hillary Megan Kiser
MTC Mailbox #201
SWE-STO 0928
2005 N 900 E
Provo, UT 84604-1793
After September 27th, my address will change every 6 weeks as I move around all over Sweden. You can send letters to the mission office, which will then pass them on to me. My mission office address will be:
Sister Hillary Megan Kiser
Sweden Stockholm Mission
PO Box 2087
SE- 183 02 Taby
Sweden
On this blog that my family will (hopefully) post my weekly letters home and maintain my most recently updated address. This will get letters to me a little faster, but you'll have to be careful to be sure my address won't change before your letter arrives. I won't receive my first residential address until I arrive in Sweden. Please understand that missionaries are kept extremely busy and I will be given only one day a week for shopping, errands, letter writing, and all other extra activities. This means my correspondence will probably be slow, but I do promise to answer every letter I receive.
I love you all, and hope the next year and a half of your lives will be productive and happy. I know mine will be.
Love,
Sister Hillary Kiser
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