KREMS a la KREMS (Post from August 29th)


{I tried to make a Phantom of the Opera reference but I don't know the real "Masquerade" lyrics... I just know that song was stuck in my head the whole time I was in Krems...}


Down in the south of Österreich lies a town of but 900 people where King Richard was held captive long ago. The land itself has been inhabited for thousands of years, as the winding Danube provides for lush green. As a desert child, I was of course ecstatic to hike through the forest up to the top of the mount, where the rolling grape vineyards and red-roofed city could be seen from the crumbled castle ruins. The surviving foundations were speckled with wild flowers of a thousand vivid varieties. 






In the town below, cobblestone streets snaked between quaint cottages, and then there was 
the monastery, impressive as any with the dainty blue tower and the chapel of pastel fresco.










We also had the chance to visit Krems, and then later that week was exchange in Wiener Neustadt ("Veener-Noy-shtot," translated as Vienna New City, even though it's not very new at all; we walked past an 800-year-old church right next to their apartment).



In Wiener Neustadt I had the chance to work with Sister Gudnasen from Iceland! I asked her a bazillion questions about Iceland and also about Denmark where she previously lived.  We had a number of appointments together and were even surprise-treated to some ice cream by one of the cute young moms she has been meeting with! People are so nice. Seriously though, I was so amazed that when you say hello people there say hello back, because that rarellllyyyy happens in Vienna. Other than that, the rest of the week was comprised of finding, singing at the rest home, chilling with Baagii and Richard, and meeting with some amazing new people. Richard 1) loves the gospel and 2) always tells us about how he was Elvis Presley's lawyer, so when we told him some of the tough questions we've been recently asked, he was able to give us some excellent answers.


Weird Quotes of the Week:
- "The Plan of Salvation can be compared to Twilight." "Really?!" "No but I'm sure if you looked hard enough you could find something." -our GML. I will note that this is the second time he has brought up Twilight in casual conversation.
- One of the senior missionaries saw a guy coming through the door for institute.  A look of panic crossed her face for a split second before she put on a smile and then through her gritted teeth said to us, "Oh no. Sonny Michael Jackson." We are still waiting for this backstory.
- Ok not exactly a weird quote, but someone asked me if my family comes from Italy... Cause apparently I look like it? I think I'm going to trust Sister Gudnasen a little bit more when she says I look Scandinavian.

Well, this week I will hit my 1/3 WAY MARK. I am SIX MONTHS OLD now! To my future missionary friends, here are some things I didn't know about, half a year ago before I stepped on that plane:
- Preparation day does not last the whole day.
- A lot of people will mistake you for Jehovah's Witnesses. Sometimes nuns.
- You will have THE WEIRDEST DREAMS.
- Even though it's terrifying, sometimes it's actually pretty fun to talk to strangers, even if all you get to talk about is casual things before they get off the tram. If they leave with a smile then that makes it so worth it.
- If you have an iPad, you can receive and read emails that people send you any day of the week as long as you have wifi. You just can't respond till Monday.
- No matter how much churchy music you listen to, you will still get random pop/theatre/other songs stuck in your head all the time. (However, some older missionaries tell me that they can't remember a lot of their favorite music anymore, so maybe this will change.)
- Wearing normal clothes like jeans is so exciting.
- You will start to love those weird cheesy church movies, even the ones for kids.
- You will no longer be a night owl.
- There is something called Book Trunkiness that kicks in every time you are at someone's house and see their giant bookcase.
- The mission veil is a real thing. You literally just forget stuff from pre-mission life.
- When you look at your pictures, it will no longer be about what you look like but about where you are / who you're with / the precious memory made. Maybe this is because you will no longer have social media to be constantly comparing the number of likes you have, or maybe it's because your perspective will really be broadened to things beyond superficiality, to things that really matter.
- You will meet people in your ward who become role models.
- The Spirit does not change no matter the language. You could be halfway across the globe and yet be with a family whose house is filled with the spirit, and just feel at home again.
- You will become a lot more grateful for everything.
- You will discover new opinions, new cultures, things that make you really reflect on what that you have been raised with.
- Your testimony will be seriously challenged, but oh how it will be strengthened! You will learn to love the scriptures during your hour of personal study each day, and your prayers will become so sincere. If you thought you treasured the gospel before, now it will truly become something immeasurably great.


XOXO. 
             Sister Lundgreen

On the Border



   Last Monday we took the train to Heinburg and hiked to the top of the mount. Although from the forested trail we ould not see the castle, we soon discovered a mighty fortress of 1000 years. How wild it was to trace my fingers along the same gray stone walls payed for by the ransom of Richard the Lionhearted... This place was called "ruins" as early as the 1600's, but the long-ago devastation by Ottoman Turks could still not dim the majesty of a place designed for the emperors. Even more incredible was the view- from one side was the River Danube, and from the other was the country Slovakia and its distant city of Bratislava!










     So yeah. It's safe to say this week started with a bang, but I will be honest that it has just flown by. It was so crazy that I'm struggling to remember what happened. We have had some teaching opportunities, and this week we were so happy to have 5 of our friends show up at church!

     I just want to say that I am so grateful for the members here. They treat us so wonderfully, sometimes I think we are just spoiled with the numbers of bags of treats and sometimes even clothes we bring home, as well as all the appointments, all the compliments, and all the help with the work.  I especially cannot express enough gratitude to those who take those new at church under their wings.  It really truly means a lot, both to those new and to us.  


     Well, if you want to know what being a Sister Training Leader is like, we seriously have so many spontaneous exchanges. Literally this week we had three exchanges. We met up with all the sisters for Pday and then split up for tausch with Wiener Neustadt until the next day. Wednesday was fairly normal but then Thursday we got to visit two people on opposite sides of town followed by us teaching Deutsch course followed by soccer night followed by another exchange. Sister Gunnderson is so cute and on our exchange we got up at 5:30 for a run to the top of Shönbrunn. We had a lesson with a member so we could teach her son, and the four of us hiked up this hill for a picnic with a lovely view. To be honest, I was freaking out because Sister Gunnderson is still a golden which means nobody would be there to help me if I didn't understand the German.... But our prayers were answered
and it went PERFECTLY! I understood almost everything and we just chit chatted away the entire time! Even better, she is Peruvian so along with  Deutsch I also got to practice an eensie bit of Español too. Then right after that exchange ended my comps and I raced over and had ANOTHER picnic on a totally different but even more gorgeous mount Kalenberg! Gosh I love our members to death. We watched their cute dog run around in the
flower-speckled grass whilst we ate, and then they led us to the Sisi-Capelle snug in the forest before finally we stood at the edge of the mount to watch the magnificent sundown over a glittering Vienna. But before that appointment even ended we got a call from Wiener Neudstadt saying that they were on their way to spend the night in our appointment for another tausch. I'm tellin you guys, it's all a little nuts. I'm tired.  But it's good.
   This week I would invite you to always remember your divine worth. Even when life is stressful, take pleasure in knowing that you are a creation of God and He wants you to succeed.  No, it won't always be easy and sometimes life is just exhausting, but remember that he has given you gifts that make you YOU.  So use them, and push forward! 
                                                         XOXO,

                                       Sister Lundgreen

The Legend and the Legacy


To walk into a palace is to walk into a realm of near unreality.  Hofburg was like a dream, and as I wandered through the red and gold damask rooms of Sissi and Franz Josef it was hard to imagine that this was their home. One of the things that I love so much about living in Europe is that its history never ceases to amaze me-- even AFTER it's been untangled from the legends.





But still after my preparation day ended and I returned to reality, I realized that I live in an amazing reality. I have never been so busy in my life, and yet I have never felt more fulfilled! We have had random people walking into the church who want to meet with us.... Random people walking into institute center who want to meet with us.....random people calling our phone who want to meet with us.... Even the guy who made our takeout noodles asked about our nametags, and by the time we walked away we not only had given out a Book of Mormon but also had his number so we could meet with him and also three free Turkish yogurt drinks (haha). He mentioned his talent at converting people to his religion so I don't know how much hope I have for this, but it's still cool. Other than that, we have had a number of back to back appointments, and our next week is supposed to be 10x crazier still. Although for my first several weeks in Wien we couldn't get ANYONE to come to church, we now have two of our friends who say they want to come every week! Also, one of our friends who we just started meeting is hoping to get baptized in September, and we couldn't be more excited for her!





 

Some other things that are going down:


* Sometimes I can't remember if we Americans call it football or soccer
* Speaking of which, I recently discovered that I LOVE playing Fußball
* I was at a member's house and I mentioned that I went to BYU-Hawaii,
and he said his best friend Erik goes there and anyways after all this
time this member finally figured out why I looked so familiar--
because I am totally in a bunch of Erik's Facebook pictures from the
cool hikes we did together. Small world
* Being in a drit is seriously the best thing ever because we have
just become instant besties plus with three of us we can play Wizard
before bedtime
* I feel like my rate of learning German is seriously accelerating and
I am so happy about it. I have seriously talked more than I ever have
my whole mission.
* ....except I add the word "like" into my German
* ..... And now I can't even remember all the Spanish days of the week anymore
* The way things are going now we may soon have to start a Farsi
branch. For now, our neubekehrts (AKA our three awesome new convert
friends) are AMAZING joint teaches for when we need translators
* I have the sister shoe tan line
* As Sister Training Leaders we get to go on lots of exchanges with
the other sisters who I just love
*  People gave me compliments this week and it made me so happy, I
think I just want to go out and compliment people now
* I will reach my 5 year anniversary of receiving my patriarchal
blessing on Wednesday. It's interesting to think what it meant to me
then at age 14, and now as a missionary. 



It's funny because often times people will say things such as, "Being a missionary must be so hard." That was something that really made me nervous before I reported to England. And yes, while you could say that it's challenging in the sense that you have to learn a new language and face rejection and talk to strangers and get up at 6:30 and sometimes miss your family a heck of a lot..... For me, I would not say that my mission is "hard." Every day we see the infoscreen at the subway station, and I realize that I am not in France dealing with the tragedy of yet another terrorist attack. I am not in Turkey dealing with the chaos political upheaval. I did not have to walk 2000 miles with nothing but the clothes on my back just to have Christianity. Sometimes people are surprised when they find out I am only a teenager and wonder why I am here, but after talking to a man who, after church, said that he "wants to come back because these people are so peaceful".... Well, I know that a lifetime of missionary work could not bring about world peace, because there is opposition in ALL things. But even if I could offer the little bit of peace that the gospel brings to those will listen.... That is worth it to me. To hear someone tell us that she really thinks she can turn her life around and finally find happiness by partaking of this fruit that we have give... It makes up for any sacrifice I have made 100x over.  That is why I am here.

XXX

Sister Lundgreen




Pictures- Bubbles where Hitler gave his speech, gold decor from the Imperial treasury, a Parthenon-like art exhibit

Old World (Post from June 27th)

This week I felt as if I had taken a step back in time, into the Old World, into a realm of culture and charm unknown by society of today.  Austria has a way of doing that-- in the midst of daunting skyscrapers and screaming engines will suddenly be a brick alleyway leading towards the quiet hint of yesteryear.   


Last Preparation Day we had no idea what to do, so we just went exploring.  We took the tram till the end of the line until we found the historic town of Grinzing and then walked around, enjoying the misty rain on our faces and even stopping in an old Viennese restaurant where the tune of violin and accordion lilted through the air.



On Tuesday, we had super exchanges ("Tausch") with Sisters Brinkerhoff and Thunell.  We again took the beautiful 2.5 hour train ride through the Alps, passing gray castle ruins until we rolled into red-roofed Graz.  I'll admit I was pretty excited to make cookies with the young women, since we don't have young women in my ward! The next morning we taught a member lesson, and then we met up with some of the other sisters for a ride up to the ancient clock tower.  After arriving home, we got a call from our favorite Baagii saying that she had extra tickets for the Mozart Concert!  We first got permission of course, but it was so fun to sit in the balconies of the golden Opera House and watch the performers, decked in wigs and all, playing their beautiful classical music.  



This week we also had three lessons and had three of our friends join us at church!   We had a dinner with an awesome newly-married couple who are both recently-returned missionaries so that is always fun cause they understand us (haha). Also, one of the other members told me that my pronunciation is really good, and that made my day.  I'm trying so hard to not have one of those thick American accents with the crazy "arr" sound that we put in everything.  Sister Price and I have made a goal to speak only German once we leave the house, and I've surprised myself with how much of the language I actually know.  
Something strange I have noticed: every Mormon seems to have a connection to my little Arizona hometown, whether they be one of my Tongans friends at BYU-H who had a companion from there, an Austrian who has a relative living there, or a tourist who is from there.  It is the weirdest thing.

We continue to talk to people and hope that we can find those ready to hear our message.  Sometimes we have really interesting conversations about why we are here on the earth; other times we get told the strangest things like their conspiracy theories about how (such and such) race is going to take over the world. Needless to say, the work never gets boring.  I am just so grateful for the Book of Mormon and the message it teaches.  We as humans have so much potential to learn and to grow; we must just continually strive after the teachings of Christ, work hard, and be humble.  There is a quote on our wall that reads, "People don't care how much you know until they know how much you care," and though I am not that good at expressing myself, I hope people know much I care about them (both here and in the United States) and how much I love this marvelous gospel.

XOXO,


    Sister Lundgreen

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