Dzien dobry!
This week was a great one! I hope you are all doing well!
Siostra McAdams was out of town for that majority of this past week so we had Brat Tribe as a teacher for the majority of the time. He is awesome. On Monday we had class outside on the grass in the sun (pretty angelic) and we did our lesson learning and then Brat Tribe talked about some of his experiences from the mission field. I am pretty content being here in the MTC, in some ways it's torturous but overall I feel so unprepared and nervous to head out to Poland. His stories got me excited to be there and I think part of it was making it more real and less mysterious - the unknown is always the worst. I also had a meeting with Brat Tribe one on one ( we all have them with our teachers every other week or so.) He told me that my Polish was coming along really well. I loved hearing good feedback but it also sort of messes me up. It reminds me of track when we were all doing exercises and my coaches Frida or Lena would tell me good job and then I would often immediately mess up. I think I need positive reinforcement but it also adds to the pressure. Overall It was nice to hear and motivated me to work harder and progress more. Brat Tribe also told me that he sensed that I would have opportunities to help others in the district and that I needed to be aware of those times and act upon them. I am still trying to figure out how I can help others and be the best example I can be. When I was talking with Brat Tribe it sort of struck a chord in me. I feel like throughout high school I always knew I could be doing so much better. I think we all know that but he reminded me to try my best and to be the person that Heavenly Father sees me as and knows I can become. I feel like I always know I will be better or do amazing things later but I need to start being who I want to be today. So that is one of my major goals at the moment: figuring out who and what I want to be and then to be happy with my choice and live in a way to be my best self.
Sunday was a spiritual and therefore happy day. I have come to love the Branch Presidency. I don't know what it was before but I just didn't like them. They always had good insights and were sincerely caring towards all of us but I guess Satan was just working on my a little bit. They are really great men with equally loving wives. I just had the Holy Ghost with me on Sunday and it was so nice to have that presence so strong and for so long. That night the devotional was what I needed. My dad always said he loved the devotional because the general authorities treated you like one of them, having the same mission to testify of Christ. I hadn't really sensed that before but this past week it was evident. There is also an incredible address by Elder Holland "The miracle of a Mission", which talks about how we are the most prayed for group of people on earth. It was so empowering. This week I had the best days and worst since being out on my mission. On the "bad" days, even though things weren't going well, I felt like I had this hope and attitude that couldn't turn to negative. It was Wednesday night where I realized the impacts of all the prayers and support from home. Know that I am being blessed because of your prayers and thoughts. Even when things here are lame, because of the love I feel, I have this immovable viewpoint of better times to come. Thank you for that, I love you all so much.
On Sunday I also went to choir practice and sat next to this elder going to Mexico and thanks to him I have the greatest Swiss-Swedish story yet! So we were talking about where we were from. I said Switzerland and of course he asked if I spoke Swedish. I sidestepped the question by explaining how I lived near the French border so spoke French. We went on talking and he asked what it was like to live in Sweden. I don't like correcting people so I just went with it talking about going to international schools and wards etc. He however was persistent. He went on and on about what currency they had in Sweden and asking about the Swedish girls, at this point I felt like i was at a point of no return. I couldn't now say actaully it was SWITZERLAND. Therefore, I have to start trying to remember back to my track meet in Stolkholm to think of how many kroners there are to the dollar (if that's even the right currency!) Basically I had to tell an elaborate lie and dodge a few questions because I didn't want to correct him. Moral of the story - don't dig yourself into a whole and it's a lot easier to correct people at the beginning of the story rather than trying to explain that "no my parents don't speak swedish either because..."
As I mentioned, Siostra McAdams was out of town so on Monday we had a substitute, a teacher for the Netherlands/Belgium bound missionaries. Brat Robinson was even half Dutch so he has the accent and everything. It made me feel at home. It was also cool to have a different teacher for a morning because it gives you a new perspective. Also since he only taught us once he wanted to get everything across that he thought was most important since it was his one shot with us. He said a lot of good stuff. Something that I really related to was his interest in other people's beliefs. He said he learned so much from investigators because of their relationship with Heavenly Father. We don't have to be "mormon" to be good people, doing good things, or even having strong relationship with God. I remember the first time I realized that God receives and answers prayers from every faithful person. Whether you are Muslim praying to Allah, Jewish praying to Jehovah (is that who they pray to?), or any Christian praying to God it doesn't matter. As long as you have faith and are trying to do what's right you will be blessed. I love that principle.
One of the exercises we did with Brat Robinson was get into groups and teach a short lesson in English. I was paired with Starszy Hubbard and we were teaching Siostra Petersen who took on the role of her non-member aunt. S. Hubbard. I talked about prayer and the Atonement and the love Jesus Christ and Heavenly Father had for her. The Spirit was present. This was a huge contrast to what I felt when Starszy Whiting and I were teaching Olek and Grzegorz (our two current investigators.) I feel somewhat guided in what to say to them but I don't feel that burning in my bosom that the scriptures describes. This week I've thought a lot about the difference between the lessons. Obviously one was in English and the other in Polish but what about that caused the disparity. I am still trying to figure it our but here are some of my ideas. With S. Petersen I know we were led what to say, our words came from our hearts, and we were bold, we basically just jumped into our testimonies and strenghtening experiences. I felt so much interwoven love between the three of us and with Heavenly Father. I think I have trouble really caring about Olek because all I see is my teacher. I realized I'm not loving him the way I need to be. I got the advice to love the people I serve a lot before I left but I didn't realize what that would mean. I know now that I need to be really trying to figure out what Olek and Grzegorz need personally. I need to not only share me testimony , but why I feel blessed because of it and why it matters to me. I need to be more bold in my speech. I need to show love to them. This week I am going to try and love. I need to love my companion and not get annoyed at the little things he does that bug me. I need to love my investigators and think of their needs not what I want them to hear. I am still learning not to think all about me. It's hard but I am trying. I'm learning, growing, and receiving so much help.
Truth is truth. Love is love. Seek after good things in life. Your mood depends on you. Be who you want to be now, not tomorrow. I love you all. Christ loves you all and is always there if you ever want to reach out. Prayer is a blessing, try to pray always.
I love you all!
Starszy Kimball