1 - Monday, April 21, 2025 -- The Journey is Beginning

 

Ready to go and packed to the gills

Saturday morning, April 12th -- we were ready to roll.  The back was as packed as the back seat.  There were a couple of bags around my feet--things I needed to get to on the way.  No, the bicycles weren't going; they are hanging in the garage. We think we have everything we need--and then some.

We had lovely settings apart Friday evening from President Daynes and President Huber of our stake presidency.  

Stan, Sharon and Barbara

First stop was in Denver to visit and stay with a former roommate of mine--Barbara Bell, whose husband passed away a few years ago.  So nice to visit her and her and be in her lovely home. We attended church with her Sunday morning, had lunch and then made our way to Hays, Kansas for the night. 

Boyhood home of Dwight D. Eisenhower, Abilene, KS

On our way through Abilene, we stopped and toured the D.D. Eisenhower Museum and saw his boyhood home.  He was the first US President we remember.  General Eisenhower, as he liked to be called, was a man of integrity, leadership and faith.  We enjoyed seeing a movie about his life.  


In Topeka we drove by the capitol building and because we were intrigued by the name, we ate at nearby Ta Co--overpriced but very good.  

At the Independence, KS Visitor's Center


In Independence we did a detailed tour of the LDS Visitor's Center, and then went next door to the Hedrickite Church, which sits on the  original temple lot and listened to Randy tell us about the Hedrickites and why their name, the original Church of Christ, is correct, why we should not have high priests, and several other interesting things.  We drove by the Church of Christ Temple, but it wasn't open.



Liberty Jail is always a sobering scene.  Even though it is the original floor, I'm sure the rest of the jail is in much better condition that it was in 1838 when Joseph and companions spent six winter months there.  

Panoramic View of Adam-ondi-Ahman

"Hosanna to such days to come, the Savior's second coming, when all the earth in glorious bloom affords the Saints a holy home, like Adam-ondi-Ahman."  A beautiful, peaceful 3,500 acres mowed and kept by 14 couple missionaries, whose call came from and who report directly to the First Presidency. About 130 acres are leased to three farmers who alternately grow corn and soy beans.  The Church has no plans to build anything on the property; two emeritus general authorities visit monthly.  


Southeast cornerstone at the Far West Temple site

At the Far West Temple site we visited with Linda Dixon, who was traveling with her two dogs from California.  Her brother was a member of the Church and he had passed away.  In honor of him she is traveling to all the Church history sites and while enroute, is writing a book about the exodus of the Saints.

Welcome to Hamilton Mural

Welcome to Hamilton, MO.  If you don't know the story of Jenny Doan and her family and how they have restored this quilt town with the Missouri Star Quilt Company, it is a must read.  Her book is How to Stitch an American Dream. 

An industrial machine (8 at a time) that put logos on denim pockets

 

 

A view with sign of one of the many quilt stores

 

Thimble Collection in Museum 

 

Just one wall of the miniature quilts

 

Panoramic view of toy sewing machines

 

The seamstresses mantra

 

Also in Hamilton is the boyhood home of J.C. Penney





We drove through Jamesport, an Amish town, and stopped at a country store; purchased honey and whole wheat flour.  We were looking for their buggies and were behind this one.  Out of town we passed a couple of others, but didn't see them in time for a photo. 



Another sobering site.  In the blacksmith shop where Saints ran for protection against the oncoming mob, Stan's ancestor, William Champlin, was shot and fell on top of another body. Then another man was shot and fell on him.  William lay quietly thinking he would die for hours until all was quiet.  Later in telling the story, he said "he played dead," and so was forever after called Possum Champlin.

Before getting to Nauvoo, we knew we needed groceries and some basics and didn't want to drive the 12 miles back after getting to Nauvoo and unpacking.  So, we stopped at good ole' Walmart in Keokuk, Iowa.  That was a rather expen$ive $top, but we at least had something for dinner. And we stuffed even more in every available niche we could find in our car--including on my lap. We arrived in Nauvoo on April 17th as requested.  Our host couple met us, several couples descended to our car, and we were unloaded in minutes.  We spent the afternoon putting belongings away.  It didn't take as long as we thought--in a 700-square foot apartment, there are not too many decisions.  It fits or it doesn't.  
 
We live on the top floor at 975 Kimball Street. We need only climb18 stairs--a much reduced amount from our 96 stairs in our 4th floor apartment in Hungary.  

We are beginning to get acquainted with the many wonderful missionary couples and the layout of the town,  Our host couple invited us to dinner Friday evening, we attended a Welcome/Farewell/Easter dinner for ALL current missionaries on Saturday evening--there were more than 250 in attendance.  (There are many more missionaries to come in the coming months.) Saturday we made another $hopping trip to Quincy, Illinois, for a few more needed (?) items.  Sunday we attended one of the Nauvoo wards and then in the afternoon we went to the temple to be set apart as ordinance workers and a had our first tour of the beautiful Nauvoo Temple.  

Leaving the temple on Sunday afternoon

Monday morning we met at the temple for a "devotional" to hear from each of the temple presidency and matrons, as they shared temple information and their testimonies.  One thing President Church told us is that "No one is called to Nauvoo by mistake. If you received a call here, there is a reason." We had a Quest and Seek "game" to test our memory for locations in the temple, and afterwards had a luncheon.  

Temple Missionaries with the Temple Presidency


We are humbled and grateful to be called to Nauvoo.  We look forward to our service and learning about our Nauvoo ancestors.   If you made it this far, you deserve a gold star.  We love you all and will report again next week.  


   Welcome to our Nauvoo Temple Mission Blog 


We are scheduled to arrive in Nauvoo on Thursday, April 17th, and will begin our blog that first weekend.  

Home


From left: Kelli Long (daughter) and her daughter Malory, Erin Miller (daughter-in-law), Sharon holding Carlee in pink bow (almost hidden), Lilly Miller (grandaughter in pink shirt holding balloon -- she really was happy even though her face didn't think so), our son Mike, Riley Long (granddaughter, age 12), Stan and Bryson Miller, age 8. Taking the picture was our daughter Ali.

Our trip home was uneventful. We got home just after 7:00 p.m., had lots of hugs at the airport, claimed our luggage then went to meet our new stake president to be released. Really nice guy named President Stevens. We had a nice visit and it was all fine until he said, "Now take off your name badges." We weren't prepared for that and it brought a couple of tears.

The mission was incredible. People ask, "How was the mission?" All we can say is that it was great. We didn't have a bad day. We stayed busy until the very end. We feel like it was all an answer to lots of prayers from lots of people.

We've spent the week moving back into our home. Ali and Daniel were good enough to live here and look after the place. They did a great job! We have now moved our clothes and personal stuff up from the basement and feel at home again. We love our sweet little neighborhood. In case you don't know, our address is:

1543 West Myrtlewood Lane
South Jordan UT 84095
Home: 801.371.0400
Stan cell: 801.361.2200
Sharon cell: 801.368.1600 (as soon as she gets it hooked up in the next few days)

Here are a few photos from the airport, our home, and chalk art on the driveway of our son's home where we spent the first night:

Banner made by Erin and the grandchildren.

Our terrific neighbor put the yellow ribbons on the old oak tree.

Posters and ribbons on the front of the house.








I guess that about wraps up our mission. We spoke in Church the next Sunday, July 12. Thanks to all the family and friends who attended. Now there will be a bunch of homecoming talks from the missionaries who will be coming home beginning next Sunday when our mission president and his wife (Lowell and Lynne Smith) speak in their ward.

July 5, 2015 -- Our Last Mission Post



Ever wondered what 'meat' vegetarians eat?


The heat is on!  Literally because the thermometer is rising daily, and figuratively because we only have hours to go. . . .Utah in 48 hours!

This week Stan’s uncle and aunt, John (Eddie to us) and Ann Miller came to see Budapest, a bit of Hungary and us before we leave.  So together we enjoyed one last ‘fling.'




The first morning we had a drive south to see the countryside – the sunflowers, the corn, and the wheat all at their peak.  First stop was lunch overlooking Lake Balaton and a beautiful view from the restaurant at their terraced entrance. 




On the way home we 'ferried' back across the lake.



In Budapest we did a Hop On Hop Off  bus tour – which gave us two days and two different tours of looking at some sights around the city,

 
and a short ‘cruise’ on the Danube.

The last evening we went to Castle Hill to get close-ups of Fisherman’s Bastion – Stan’s favorite spot and architecture in Budapest.



We had guylas (goulash) served in small, traditional bogrács (kettles) for dinner,




and a traditional Hungarian palacsinta for dessert.

We had planned to go directly to Kaposvár after dropping Eddie and Ann off at the airport, but received word about a meeting – it was July 2nd and a new mission president.  President and Sister Szabadkai called ‘emergency zone conferences’ so they could meet the missionaries, share a bit about themselves and their testimonies.
 It was very nice to get to know them a bit.  They have been members for 23 years and have 4 children.  President Szabadkai asked us to do several things:

1.    Fill out the My Family booklet
2.    Write experiences of family members and share the stories as you are teaching
3.    Talk about the temple
4.    Exercise daily; it will affect the rest of our day
5.    Be a full-purpose missionary. Conversion ‘work’ does not end with baptism; keep in touch and continue to help the convert get to the temple.
6.    Members and full-time missionaries will serve together.
7.    Smile more!  Be happy!  Experience the love of Christ.

And it was all in Hungarian – as will be all future meetings and conferences!   


The elders were all excited to have a celebration for July 4th, so we made that our final Fiatal Est (YSA) on Friday night – the first time we really used our deck.  The elders planned the menu – hot dogs, chili (my assignment), popcorn, watermelon, root beer (that they made).





Elder Winkel insisted on s’mores; it’s a Winkel tradition!  Luckily it was American Week at one of the small grocery stores and the elders found a bag of marshmallows.  We quickly FB’d Eddie and Ann to bring some graham crackers from the commissary in Germany where they were coming from.  They got the last box!   So we had s’mores – each person had one to see what all the fuss was about.  And yes, they loved them.   We had brought the mail to the elders from the mission home, which included a package to Elder Winkel.  He kept taunting, “I got a package."  So I finally told him he needed to open it and share the contents.  His mother sent graham crackers, marshmallows and chocolate!  Perfect timing. So they had s'mores to their hearts content.






 The amazing and best part of the evening were the little pockets of conversation and teaching going on (in the midst of the activity) with the elders and our wonderful friends in attendance.   One group even stayed long after the elders went home and President Balint was doing the teaching.   We feel that seeds that were earlier planted and have been germinating for a while are now just on the verge of sprouting (baptism).  One of our elders that made a big difference is also leaving this week.  And two of those ‘on the verge’ were at church today – and I think they were very touched.  This is a hard time to leave.  We have hoped, fasted and prayed for these friends.


 

We had a wonderful testimony meeting and some tearful good-byes afterwards.  They surprised us after the meetings with some refreshments and many individual expressions of love and thank you.  




President and Sister Balint

 We will miss these many friends, this branch, this service, and working closely with the missionaries.  We hope we have served as the Savior would have us serve. We have logged over 4 million steps (thanks to Stan’s Fitbit), aka 2,000+ miles; and we hope those were footsteps in the Savior’s work.  We have learned and loved; we hope we have shared and grown.  Our testimonies have been strengthened.  We know Heavenly Father loves His children in Hungary.  We know He has a plan for them. 

We have been blessed to serve together.  We have especially enjoyed our study/reading time together.  Besides daily reading the Book of Mormon, we also ‘pronounced’ the [entire] Book of Mormon in Hungarian!  Because we have done so much driving around the country, we have taken that opportunity to use that time for further reading – a time for me to read aloud, which gives us moments for dialogue and reflection.  We have read, The Infinite Atonement, Jesus the Christ, Killing Jesus (by Bill O’Reilly), New Testament Gospels, Articles of Faith, To My Friends (talks of Elder Holland’s), Heaven Changes Everything and we are currently reading A Marvelous Work and a Wonder.

We love the Savior.  We know He lives. We are so grateful for His Atonement and its blessing in our daily lives. 

 
Good bye Kaposvár

 
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