May 17, 2015



Squeezed in this week was a home and visiting teaching visit to our German friends.  Rouladen, German dumplings and rotkohl to die for.
 
Whew!  It is the end of a good, but non-stop week. Had a bit of déja vu on Thursday.  We had walked to do shopping in the morning--nice day.  In the afternoon, suddenly the clouds let lose and we had hail -- the size of marbles, little and big!  It was exactly one year ago that there was a huge storm --wind and rain -- that caused flooding in both Hungary and Serbia.

We left Tuesday morning to close a project at a home for disabled adults in a small village several hours away.  


On our way through Kecskemét, we parked and walked several blocks to find a place to have some lunch.  On the way, we enjoyed the lovely pedestrian street with trees and flowers.  


Among the green, these plants look like autumn leaves.

  
This woman was eating close to us (and this had to be a quick, discreet photo).  She's wearing high fashion denims – the kind that are ripped all the way down the leg.  Look closely; she has shoes to match.  
During the Soviet Era, the disabled were all put in homes away from the population centers.  They were cared for, but were really not welcome in public areas of the cities.   We have visited several of these homes.  This home received such supplies as curtain fabric, vinyl tablecloths, a camera, a tablet (for a speech program), an outside ‘lawn bowling’ game, a metal shelf, and supplies for their craft area.   The craft leader was thrilled; they will now have supplies to work with.   We visited the craft room and met several busy people – one weaving with only one hand and another weaving so laboriously with his very disfigured hands.  Two people were sewing very small 1” X 4” strips of fabric together to make longer strips and rolling them in a ball.  These will then be used to weave rugs.  They make use of every little morsel. They always make do with what little they have, but in every place we have visited, the people are well cared for, happy and always so grateful for the visit and whatever they receive. 

Back to Kecskemét we visited a home where their two sons with Muscular Dystrophy were taken out of the home because their bathroom is not wheelchair accessible.   Right now they are attending a school in Budapest during the week and can sometimes come home on weekends.  It is becoming hard for the parents to lift them for all their needs.  A member has a foundation who helps struggling families.  She contacted us about this one.  We mentioned it to our supervisors and they asked us to go visit and evaluate. 

We finished there, picked up a used computer from the ward building and then headed to Budapest.  We arrived early evening and actually saw a parking space along the Duna (Danube). 

We parked and walked along the shore seeing kayaks and a very large, long tour boat. Strauss would be happy that these photos actually show a Blue Danube.


We walked across Margit’s Hid (Margaret Bridge) to a little Thai restaurant and had a yummy curry Thai dish. 


We then walked to and through Margit’s Sziget, which is an island park.  The Holy Crown is part of the entrance wall.


The park is in full bloom,


And full of families, couples, bikers, runners, students – all enjoying the beautiful surroundings and evening. 

We sat for a few minutes to enjoy the dancing water fountain.

 
The next day we went to the stake center to receive used computers that had recently been 
updated in church buildings.   Brother L, one of the facilities men, knew that his daughter’s 
school was in desperate need of some newer computers; so we then went and presented 
five of them to that specialized high school.


Several months ago, we helped an autistic school and home, and were invited to their 
annual talent and thank you program for school supporters.   These leaders were very 
gracious and happy to see us.  We very much enjoyed the program and the musical 
numbers -- several piano solos from the boys, recorder solos from the girls, and girls, boys 
and mixed choir numbers.   Our interpreter needed/wanted  to leave, so we missed the last 
part of the program and the reception afterwards. 

On to do a bit of shopping for the stake-wide young single adult event happening in 
Kaposvár on Friday. This is the first time a young adult event has been held outside of 
Budapest. 
 


We were fortunate that Elder and Sister Peterson (Highland, UT) YSA leaders in Budapest came to see and help.  they arrived in time for lunch at Gecko, our token Mexican offering.

The first of the YSA guests.
Our guests arrived early evening -- several came from Budapest, one from Szeged and three from Pécs, our two members and two non-members.  first it was get-acquainted time, then dinner and afterwards they had a great time competing in Minute-to-Win-It games.  We were very involved in the 'running' of the games and didn't take photos of the fun.

then it was dance time, complete with a disco ball (which the girls in the branch thought was the most important supply item for the event)!  After the dance, President Balint took them on a walking tour of the city before getting them to their hostels quite late (or early).  

The next morning was breakfast, a fireside, a fun game and then lunch (Cafe Rio-style as best I could do).  We were told lunch had to be right at noon because people needed to leave.  Well, they sat around and talked for a couple more hours.  they seemed to be in no hurry, and said they had a great time.  We think it was a great success.

Our service is varied and never boring.  We are grateful to serve in any way that might be needed.  We continue to pray for the growth and strength of our branch members and for those whom the elders are teaching.  We do have several 'regulars' at home evening and our YSA activity on Fridays.  They are not committing, but at least they are in safe and good activities/company on those nights.  We will continue to feed, teach and share testimonies with them until we can number them with the ninety and nine (Luke 15:4).

May 10, 2015



Little flowers in profusion. Are they in the daisy family?


Happy American Mother’s Day to all the mothers in our lives.  Thank you!  Hope your day was memorable.

This week was another one to stay-at-home with desk work – mostly.   The last projects that were approved are on hold for the couple coming after us.  So, we are finishing up the ones we have been working on, closing out the paper work and accounting details; hence, not many photo ops.

Of course, when we are here we attend teaching programs with the elders and this week we went to several with each set of elders.  


Saturday we left after lunch to Budapest to attend stake conference.  Stan attendied the Saturday afternoon priesthood leadership meeting and said they mentioned that 2/3 of the priesthood brethren in Hungary are less active!   That really validates the thought that this country, like in the early days of the Church, is going through its own growing and refining process.   The strong saints will become stronger and that kind of a foundation is greatly needed for the future growth.

One focus of the evening session was on social media – flooding the world with worthwhile and uplifting messages.   The Europe Area goal is to double the activity level, and there was a very enlightening discussion and demonstration of all the possible Church events to which we could invite others.   Yes, we know all these events, but the enlightening part was when it was actually shown on a calendar – baptisms, blessings, ordinations, talks, RS activities, YW and YM activities, YSA, FHE, (non) farewell and homecoming talks, camps, father-son events, etc.   The calendar was quite full of possibilities.   Therefore, in the ordinances thereof, the power of godliness is manifest. D&C 84:20)



Sunday morning we were visiting with elders and I looked over and did a double take, thinking a woman looked familiar.  She was!  It was Cami Buhman.  She and her husband, Jeff, lived in the Pleasant View 6th Ward in her parents’ (Kirk and Carol Waldron) home while they were serving a mission.  The Buhmans and friends were on a trip to Prague, Budapest and Vienna.  It truly is a small world!  How fun to see someone from home and reconnect.

We were reminded Sunday about the importance of family history.  Any work done in the temple is time well spent, but receiving ordinances vicariously for one of your own ancestors will make the time in the temple more sacred, and even greater blessings will be received.  (Elder Richard G. Scott)  We are committed to go home and get involved in family history!

President Smith (mission president) spoke and shared a couple of missionary miracles:  1) two elders had been knocking on doors unsuccessfully for an hour.  They stopped, evaluated what they were doing, prayed, and as they said “Amen,” someone tapped one on the shoulder and asked if they were Mormon missionaries.  “Can you teach me,” he asked.  “I met with the missionaries in another country and since coming here, I haven’t found them.”   2)  A man was very down and discouraged.  He decided to pray and ask God to help him.  He finished and picked up the Bible and it opened to Revelations 3:20, “Behold, I stand at the door and knock. . .”  Just then there was a knock at the door.  He opened it and saw two young men.  Without saying anything he invited them in.  Surprised at the reception they asked him who he thought they were.  He said, “I was praying to God asking for help and I think you have been sent by Him to help me.”   They were blessed to teach and baptize this man.

President Southwick used the analogy of Simba in Lion King.  Simba, who was the son of the king, was led away by his evil and jealous uncle and taught ‘Akuna Matata’ – no worries.   Just enjoy life; eat, drink and be merry (see 2 Nephi 28:7-8).   Simba finally came to himself, learned that it was his uncle who had killed his father, had a mighty change of heart and then he fought for all that he had before and for his right to be the king.   We are all children of a King! Now we want to watch Lion King again.

Did you know that smiling releases more endorphins to your brain than 2,000 chocolate bars?  We also learned that at stake conference!  This is a happy stake; we have many blessings.  Show it by smiling.

We returned home Sunday afternoon arriving only minutes before the elders came to have their time to Skype their families for Mother’s Day.   Of course, they all had enjoyable visits and we got to say a quick hello to their families.   We then had dinner – as close to Café Rio as possible here. 

Then President Balint came over to discuss the details of the upcoming YSA activity next weekend.  And we learned that the branch, being filled with mortal human beings, has had a bit of drama the last couple of weeks.   We just hope and pray that this young, 26-year-old president does not get overwhelmed with these issues as he tries to counsel, direct and continue in his own full-time work and study as a student. 

Oh, how imperfect we as human beings are.  Hopefully, as we err and stray from the path we grab hold of the iron rod and pull right back on because wickedness never was happiness and  happiness comes only when we are on the strait and narrow way being obedient and daily adding to our testimonies line upon line, precept upon precept.

May 3, 2015



We ordered a vegetable plate one day and expected the Hungarian staple -- broccoli, cauliflower and carrots.  This came and was delicious; those are grilled cucumbers!
Boldog Magyar Anyák Napja (Happy Hungarian Mother’s Day). 

This week turned a bit cold and rainy.  In fact one day was a real downpour, accompanied by wind -- much wind.  Could it be that Mother Nature uses wind as her pruning method?  The streets and sidewalks were littered with small, dead twigs and branches the next morning. 


Two times we went with missionaries to falvak (villages) away from Kaposvár to visit members.   Tractors were out on the country roads.



The drive was beautiful – yellow rape seed (canola oil) fields are in bloom.   We commented to one member how beautiful they are and also that they smelled so nice.   We were told they smell good now, but when they are ripe and are being harvested, the smell is terrible.   Oh well, we won’t go near them.  Elder Martineau was so taken with the sight, he just wanted to be in the middle of the field.  


One member gave us wonderful smelling lilacs (orgonát).  


Near Kaposvár is the sign to this village – Juta, pronounced Utah.  Those who know about Utah tell us that we don’t have to go very far to get to Utah.  



The next section of the street near our home and in front of the hospital is under construction for new sidewalk and parking spaces -- hand-laid paving tiles.

We have been searching for metal frame beds for a couple of projects.  We found some at IKea and since they were welded, Elder Miller thought they would be sturdy enough.  We priced them and got them approved, and last week went to buy them – Ikea has discontinued them!   Back to square 1.   We finally found a couple of places, but were not sure about either one and decided we should look at them before we ordered to see if they would be sturdy enough for children's homes.   We had three other places we needed to pay for orders, so on Thursday we headed to Budapest just for the day hoping to get it all accomplished.

Our first stop was at Alex Butor, a places that manufacturers furniture for kindergartens, schools, and dorms.  We have used them several times and know the high quality of their furniture.  They are wonderful to work with (we just have to go there and pay in cash).   We knew the girl we usually speak English with was not going to be there, but we had ordered online and just needed to pay, so thought it would not be a problem to accomplish that task – in Hungarian.  We were asked several questions, which we couldn’t understand, so the girl went and got her boss (who spoke English very well).   We took care of our order and made the payment.   As we were walking in I noticed a sign on the stairs – Fém Butor (Metal Furniture).   So at that point I mentioned to him the sign and asked if they made metal frame beds.  He took us in his office and asked what we needed.  (We had previously looked in their catalog and only saw wood beds, much more expensive that we had budgeted.)  We explained our need, told him the reasons we needed metal, and showed him our budget for beds and mattresses.  He wrote down several figures and said, “Let me put together a proposal for you.”   (Since Friday was a holiday, we are hoping that proposal comes tomorrow.) 

We know Alex Butor; we trust Alex Butor!   We truly felt the Lord’s hand in this interaction.  If the girl who speaks English had been there, no one would have gone in to get the boss.  And we had a very nice visit with him explaining our purpose; and for him to offer the beds at the price we budgeted is truly a blessing. 

The next place we went had closed early for the holiday; but someone was there and opened for us.  The girl who knew about our order came running in for a quick minute (before going to a program at her child’s school) and took care of us.   Another tender mercy!

May 1st was the Hungarian Labor Day.   The only thing noticeable was that banks and stores were closed and our town seemed deserted – except for the ice cream stores.   We had lunch with the elders after district meeting; they had popsicles, and then they enjoyed ice cream by the fountain.  

We were missing a good number of branch members today; perhaps because of the holiday.  However, we had several visitors:  7 non-members, a former missionary and his wife, the stake president who was here to call Brother and Sister Fekete from Pécs (larger town and branch 65 k southeast) to be members of the Kaposvár Branch and also called him to serve as the elder's quorum president.  We enjoyed the company of both President Southwick and Brother and Sister Fekete for lunch afterwards.  Sweet couple; he served as the first branch president here several years ago.  They have a daughter attending BYU-Hawaii.

We feel the Lord's hand daily.  This is His work.  We are grateful to be called of Him and to serve in His name.  Remember in the Garden of Gethsemane when Christ came to His very tired disciples and asked them, "What, could ye not watch with me one hour?"  Perhaps he was asking, "What, could you not serve with me one hour?"  We pray that we will always be ready, willing and awake to serve the 'hour' with our Savior.
















  



 
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