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
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