Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Letter June 22, 2011

[Sorry this is late, guys. Expect her next letter in a couple days!]

Buon Giorno mia famiglia,

How is everyone doing? Are you all happy and healthy? How is the wonderful summer heat? How hot is it there now? The end of last week was very cold, but today it is burning hot and we were sweating by the time we got to the temple to do a session. Knowing how bipolar Utah weather is, it will probably get really cold again soon.

Mom: I'm glad you got to see Hannah and Rob. How did they look? She was beautiful, I just know it! Did she end up using my gift for decoration at her reception? That's cool you got to see Ernie again. He's such a sweet guy. Ya, he did give me his e-mail address, but I can't e-mail people other than family. There just isn't enough time. If you could get me his address, that would be great. Or tell him about DearElder.com and have him write me through there and let him know about my blog so he can just read my e-mails there. Or you can just foreward my e-mails to him. Give him my address too.

The language has been crazy! It really gives a new meaning to baptism by fire! Ha but even though it's been really hard and more frustrating, it's already been so rewarding. Each Monday we teach at the TRC and it's where people can volunteer to come in and pretend to be investigators and we go in and teach them. The last two Mondays, we have been with the same person--this little old lady, actually from Italy. Got baptized in '92 with her daughter and her husband is still a devout catholic. She comes to Utah every summer to visit her only daughter who married and American and has 5 kids. She has been so sweet to teach and when we taught her this last Monday, we taught the whole lesson ONLY in Italian. It was awesome! She helped us alot because she could guess what we were trying to say, but it really helped. We even had her tearing up with our testimony about Joseph Smith and the first vision. And no, I didn't cry. I haven't cried much at all actually, I've gotten pretty good at holding it in. Spanish is also helping so much. My companions always look to me when they don't know how to say things during lessons or contacting and expect me to save them I guess. So I'm a little bit ahead of them on forming sentences and conjugating verbs, but they are learning too. I try to not say as much and make them work because I will not be there always and they won't get better if they don't practice.

Exciting that Garrett is going in earlier! The sooner he gets out, the happier he will be. I promise that. Though it's tough being this busy and challenged this much, I can't find time to dwell on negative thoughts. I just keep working and so I'm always happy. Maybe very tired, but happy.

I hope Amira gets better. She is such a trooper for fighting all these nasty ear infections! I will definitely remember her in my prayers.

I did remember it was father's day and got dad a card forever ago, but the picture developer thing has been broken so I can't print the picture I want to send him. So it will come, just late. Give him a hug for me. DAD: Happy father's day! I love you!!

Have fun on your sisters trip mom! and I did get your package, thanks! I have a list of things I need that I will send you in an actual letter...hope it's not too difficult.

Dad: your story of Bro. Wilkes sounds amazing. That story just makes me so much more grateful for the priesthood and how proud I am to have such a worthy, faithful dad as a servant of god. Thank you for being so incredible. I need to re-read Matthew 25 about that story. That is an interesting interpretation of it. But it is so true, we really have been given these talents or blessings of the knowledge of the restored gospel. Last night we had a devotional and Elder Paul Sybrowsky of the Seventy spoke along with his wife who is a convert and she said that other people don't realize something is missing in their lives, but the Lord is aware of them and what they are missing and that is our job to listen to God and find those people to show them what they are missing so they can be happier.

This week, starting today until sunday is the training for the mission presidents and so we will be among the first presidency and apostles. It is going to be pretty amazing. I'm hoping to run into some of them. They have the whole main building and half the cafeteria shut off for all of them so we might not see any of them. Friday is a devotional we get to attend though, so I am hoping the Prophet and some of the other GAs will speak to us. That would be sweet.

Mom and Ian: can you both send me a handwritten letter of your conversion stories and thing that stood out to you about our message and things that you struggled grasping and how you overcame those. Also when you truly felt converted to the Gospel because my companion who is a convert is struggling with her testimony because she thinks she got baptized before she was truly converted and now she is questioning if she really knows it's true and is afraid to know it because she will feel sad for her family. How did you both feel about this and what helped you with it? Words of advice would be great!

Vi amo,

Sorella Heiner

P.S. Some international MTC guys just came in and asked what I was doing while waiting for my laundry to be done and I told him I am e-mailing my family, They then took a ton of pictures of me...so who knows what could happen about that. Cool though! Ha

Thursday, June 16, 2011

Hello everyone!

[Note!: Chelsea's sister Brittany here - I'm going to be managing the blog and Sorella Heiner's Facebook updates while she's gone. I'll keep you updated with her latest emails, photos, and contact information. This is her first email from the MTC! As she says below, please write her at DearElder.com while she's there - here's her info:
Sorella Heiner
MTC Box #120
ITA-ROM
2005 N 900 E
Provo, UT 84604-1793]


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Hey my family and friends...all those people in the outside world!

Ha that has got to be one of the weirdest things about being in the MTC. We really are completely cut off from the rest of the world and don't really know what is happening. I think the most "exciting" thing we have heard about what is happening outside the world is that there is this virus thing. It's apparently attacking everyone at BYU and so we aren't even allowed to give each other handshakes here to avoid it. Stange, but handshakes are somewhat awkward sometimes anyways.

Well I have 2 companions. Sister Foote and Sister Dall. Carson was telling the truth about that part, but they are both way awesome. Sister Foote is from New Hampshire and is a convert to the church of about 2 years. It's way helpful having her with us because when we plan and teach lessons, she knows what it's like to hear about the church for the first time so we plan our lessons to already counter that kind of thing. It's cool and she has a super strong testimony. Sister Dall is from Salt Lake area and is super sweet. She's quieter than Sister Foote and I, but when you bring up anything negative about U of U sports...she gets angry and super worked up. It's hillarious. I probably shouldn't do it as much, but it gets her even more from me because I'm a BYU fan. Ha. Sister Footed went to Utah State, so us three are all pretty much rivals but get along really well and our Branch 1st counselor told me last night in an interview that he's never seen a trio with so much power and such a strong spirit about them. He said us three really are meant to go to Italy to prepare those people for the temple. We are all going to the Rome mission too...so it's exciting.

Our district has 11 people. Us three sorelle (sisters) and the rest are anziani (elders). They are all way fun. There is one of them who is absolutely hillarious and makes me laugh so hard that my laugh turns silent and my eyes start watering. It's great to laugh here. We have all grown really close to eachother in just this last week, and I am excited for the rest of the time together. Half go to Milan though. :-(

We are the second district to ever be part of the new program in the MTC. Our teachers ONLY speak to us in Italian. NO ENGLISH AT ALL! Not even a beginning explanation of why they are doing it. But I can already understand about 85 percent of what they say to us. We can answer back in English, but we have been trying to use more italian to we can practice. It's tough, but coming along. None of us would have been called to this mission if the Lord didn't know we were capable of it. It's something we all have to constantly remind ourselves when we get frustrated.

The spirit here is absolutely amazing and everyone is so fun. Not going to lie, I love it here. When I start slacking a little though, I notice myself missing everything back home way too much, so it forces me to keep working hard. Last night we got to hear from Sister Wixom of the Primary General Presidency and she made us sing the primary songs we all loved like " I hope they call me on a mission" and "I belong to the church of jesus christ...". It was amazing how powerful the words in those simple songs were. They are the exact outlines of why we are here and what we have to teach to the world. Everyone we meet says how jealous they are about where we get to serve. It's so fun! Ha I am so proud of my call.

I got to see Rachel Kiene on the first day here. It was right before dinner and we both just started crying so hard and hugging each other. It even made Sorella Foote cry! Ha I see her occasionally and a bunch of other people I know here too. Usually they are siblings of my friends.

Time is low, so I got to go. But I love you all and am so grateful for all the support and prayers you give me. This is definitely a sacrifice but it's so true that "sacrifice brings forth the blessings of heaven." I have seen this in my life already and wouldn't trade it for anything! Be safe, work hard, and I love you all.

Love always,
Sorella Heiner.

P.S. Tell people to write me through DearElder.com while I am in the MTC. It's free and I get the mail that day. It's easier than having to read e-mails and then respond. Brit, if you could post about that on my blog and facebook, that would be great! Thanks so much. oh and my p-days are wednesdays here so if you want me to get an e-mail, send it before that. And treats are always welcome. We get super hungry in class and it's nice to have snacks to share with each other!

LOVE YOU ALL and never forget that this church is true and Jesus Christ lives! (I already know how to pray and bare my testimony in Italian!!)

Monday, April 5, 2010

Motherhood

So this semester I am taking a Marriage and Family Relations class at BYU. It is incredible! My favorite class along with Mission Prep from Randy Bott. But...for an assignment we have to read these talks on the roles of women in the church and some things really stood out to me, so I thought I would share them with you all.

"Motherhood is the greatest potential influence either for good or ill in human life. The mother's image is the first that stamps itself on the unwritten page of the young child's mind. It is her caress that first awakens a sense of security; her kiss, the first realization of affection; her sympathy and tenderness, the first assurance that there is love in the world...This ability and willingness properly to rear children, the gift to love, and eagerness, yes, longing to express it in soul development, make motherhood the noblest office or calling in the world. She who can paint a masterpiece or write a book that will influence millions deserves the admiration and the plaudits of mankind; but she who rears successfully a family of healthy, beautiful sons and daughters, whose influence will be felt through generations to come,...deserves the highest honor that man can give, and the choicest blessings of God." --President David O. McKay

"In the eternal perspective, children--not possessions, not position, not prestige--are our greatest jewels." --President Ezra Taft Benson

"When you have fully complemented your husband in home life and borne the children, growing up full of faith, integrity, responsibility, and goodness, then you have achieved your accomplishment supreme without peer, and you will be the envy [of all] through time and eternity." --Spencer W. Kimball

"Mothers who help families pray and play together will stay together and will bless children's lives forever." --Ezra Taft Benson

Accept without reservation the Savior for what He was, Joseph Smith for what he was, and President Gordon B. Hinckley for what he is. God will not ennoble a person, man or woman, who refuses to uphold by faith, prayer, and works those whom God has called and ordained to preside over them." --James E. Faust

"Following the priesthood of the Church is an expression of faith in the Lords continuing guidance of His Church. It is willing acceptance of the principle of divine agency. All of you will have to sometime answer to your natural womanly instincts, which the Prophet Joseph said are according to your natures. He said, If you live up to your privileges, the angels cannot be restrained from being your associates. You should respond generously to those instincts and promptings to do good. Hold your soul very still, and listen to the whisperings of the Holy Spirit. Follow the noble, intuitive feelings planted deep within your souls by Deity in the previous world. In this way you will be responding to the Holy Spirit of God and will be sanctified by truth. By so doing, you will be eternally honored and loved. Much of your work is to enrich mankind with your great capacity for care and mercy." --James E. Faust


I just love hearing things like this. It is so empowering and uplifting. I am so excited for the opportunity to be mother and raise righteous children in this gospel. It is an exciting thought. Hope you enjoyed these quotes as much as I did.

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

One of My Dreams


What is this? Anyone know?


It's a cello. This is my all time favorite instrument in the history of the universe. I have played this instrument since I was in 4th grade--that's about 11 years. I'm not very good at it and don't have much time to practice, but playing it and hearing the sound of it brings me great joy. It is the best instrument because it is not too high like the violin and not too low like the bass and it doesn't get looked over quite as much as the viola (which is often mistaken for as a violin by those who don't really know their stringed instruments). It has this deep, but sweet mellow sound. It can be so joyous or so depressing sounding. It is the most well-rounded and beautiful instruments. It's also absolutely stunning by appearance. I need to make a point of playing mine a lot more. I think my own cello is beautiful...unfortunately, I am at school and can't take a picture of it right now, but maybe I will eventually.

Want to know why I chose to play the cello when I was a naive 4th grader? It was because in the elementary school orchestra, the cellists got to sit down while everyone else (bass included) had to stand. Ha I am so lazy! Who knew I would fall so madly in love with this instrument.



So now to telling you one of my dreams. There is this Chinese man named Yo-Yo Ma. He has been playing the cello since he was like four years old. He is INCREDIBLE! Absolute favorite cellist ever. I'm not sure how much tickets are, but before I die, my dream is to see him perform live. I haven't heard of him performing in Utah or Arizona often, but I know he performs in New York quite frequently. So if he doesn't come to me...I just might have to go to him. Maybe one day my husband (unknown at this point) will surprise me and take me to see him in New York. Would that be amazing?! Wahoo! Go Yo-Yo Ma! He's my hero!

Sunday, February 14, 2010

One Bride for One of Those Brothers

Fellow Blog readers: I have a new love. Remember that movie/musical called Seven Brides for Seven Brothers? Well I have seen it three times within the last 24 hours. Ya, that's right. My roommates and I watched it last night, this morning while getting ready for church and just watched it again tonight. You might say that is ridiculous, but I say it's lovely. :-) Just look at these men...



Ignore the girls...they aren't important. The names of these brothers in order from left to right is: Frank, Caleb, Gideon, Daniel, Ephraim, and Ben. They are my new loves. They can sing and dance while chopping wood in the middle of winter. Haha lame sounding, I know, but something about their ruggedness just makes my heart melt. They are so cute. My favorites are in this order: 1. Frank, 2. Ben, 3. Daniel. I'm not really in love with the other ones, but they are great.

Watching this movie makes me want a man who can pick me up like I weigh nothing, be so sweet and cheezy and say things like, "You're the prettiest girl I ever aquainted," but also put up one of the meanest fights that could break the walls of a barn down and who will love me so much that he kidnaps me from the town and take me up into the mountains where we are snowed in for the whole winter. Wouldn't that be just grand?

Well maybe I don't want things like that to happen exactly like that, but having a man around who is rugged and gentle all at the same time. A lumberjack! So manly, I love it. Better yet...I just love men! Ha but overall...this musical is great. If anyone feels like buying it for me on DVD so we don't have to rent the VHS from the public library then I would be super happy. If you haven't, you must watch Seven Brides for Seven Brothers!!

P.S. Tonight when we watched it, we all wore flannel shirts in honor of our wilderness men whom we are in love with.

Thursday, February 11, 2010

Female Deodorant

In one of my classes there is this kid who sat by me on the first day of classes and now sits by me EVERY class period. If the seat isn't open, he chews out whoever is in it and says they stole "his" seat.

This kid is not attractive...not bad looking, but just not really my type. And he is a returned missionary who acts like a pre-missionary. He also is always doodling on his paper words written out in the gang-style bubble letters--the graffiti ones. It's strange. He also refers to himself as from the "O.V." with this gangster attitude toward it. Like anyone is supposed to know what that is. I think it's like Ogden Valley or something. All I know is that is it in Utah and he is trying to make living in Utah sound like a really cool thing. Not that it's bad...just not gangster.

Anyways, the point of this post is that I think he wears women deodorant. I have this deodorant, Lady Speed Stick (Powder Fresh), and I used to wear it all the time. Now the scent makes me sick and it's this distinct smell that kind of has this chalky taste to it when you smell it. Weird,I know, but it's one of those scents I can't handle anymore for that reason. And I smell it every time he comes to sit by me. It goes away when we separate and it comes when he arrives. It makes me almost gag.

Long story short, I think this guy wears female deodorant. That's gross and weird. End of story.

Saturday, February 6, 2010

Chivalry needs to be remembered and taught

Crazy it is already February and I haven't posted anything since like November. It's mainly because of two reasons: one, I have no time for extra stuff like this and when I do, blogging is not first on my procrastination list and two, I don't think much of excitement has happened in my life so not much to blog about.

But I have something somewhat cool to share. I went rock climbing today! Not indoors at some gym, but outside in a real rock canyon. I have been repelling before, but I have never been rock climbing. I think rock climbing is much more difficult. It was so hard this time because it was cold outside and snowy/rainy so my fingers were frozen. This made gripping the already slippery rock face difficult. The other hard part was that the rock face we climbed was smooth and flat. There were hardly and ledges to grip. I really would like to go again and again though until I get much better at it, but next time I go, I hope it is warmer. That would make it a lot more enjoyable.

Also, in the end of March I might go to Disneyland with Braden's cousin's! I just need to find a flight I can afford that fits my schedule. I have been dying to go to Disneyland for quite some time and here is my opportunity. In addition to Disneyland would include a day at the BEACH!!

Yep, the beach! With warm sand, roaring waves and the bright sun beating down on me. I miss my dear friend the sun. He has left me for quite some time, but we will be reunited soon enough. I can't wait for that.

Tonight I went shopping with a guy friend of mine. After, we ate dinner at the Cannon Center (The cafeteria for freshman dorms). This was an interesting experience. I totally forgot how strange and immature freshman can be. Of course not ALL freshman are strange and immature, but it sure is a difference compared to return missionaries. I never noticed the difference as drastically until tonight. I met some of the freshman boys for BYU's baseball team and boy are these kids immature and disrespectful.

I am not even exaggerating. My friend (he's on the baseball team) and I went and sat at the table near some of his teammates and ate dinner. The whole time, these other guys were making rude comments and just being so immature. They were even throwing food at each other and swearing up a storm. It was disgusting. And then I decided to be polite and ask them their names and stuff to just get to know them a little better. Half of the table tried to tell me their fake names such as "Sabastian" and stuff like that. And one even touched my butt! I was ticked when he did that and had to use every bit of inner strength and self-control I had to not punch him so hard. I mean, who does that?! We are in college people! That is not the way to get a girl's attention or to NOT get her attention. It's a way to make a fool of yourself and disrespect someone so they know how big of a retard you are! Oh man, if I ever see him again and he does something of that nature again he will wish he had never laid his hands on me. Someone needs to teach him some manners and ASAP. I am so ticked!

These boys were all freshman and although a few of them were kind and respectful, others were quite the opposite. I sure hope they go on missions because those two years really force a boy to grow up and become a man. I am so grateful the Church has young men go on missions as soon as they turn 19 because they sure need it. I am also extremely grateful for my wonderful guy friends I have who have been so respectful to me and other women after and even before their missions. Their parents taught them well and I hope they continue to teach their children and so on for generations of the right way to treat women and how to behave. No one has an excuse to behave like that.

For anyone who reads this, make the decision now to teach your children (especially boys) how to behave and how to treat women for women are so sacred in God's eyes and things like that should not happen. Chivalry is not dead, it has just been forgotten and needs to be remembered and passed on. It is a beautiful and wonderful thing.

So glad I am not in a freshman dorm anymore...i'm just saying.

P.S. Yay for Superbowl tomorrow!