4 Signs You Are In a Real Ward Again:
1. The Relief Society has at least two of the following three things: a. doilies. b. a cheesy new-age Christian song that is really an extended metaphor, is probably sung by Kenneth Cope, and usually includes some strange reference to trees. Or flowers. Or nature in general. c. Tears. Always the the tears.
2. The primary consists of MORE than just five children. (Three of which are investigators and one of which is a recent covnert.)
3. Your ward mission leader has NOT also been the Elder's Quorum President, ward clerk, Young Men's president, Branch president and pretty much every other imaginable calling.
4. RCLAs. (Recent Convert and Less Actives) RCLAS OUT THE WING WANG, PEOPLÉ.
Other crazy facts:
1. New mission president call....saaay whhhaaat? Just when I thought having a Hungarian companion was crazy they go and call the FIRST HUNGARIAN MISSION PRESIDENT EVER. He's coming in July and is from Pécs and actually used to be a counselor in the mission presidency and everybody is super excited.
2. I thought one of our investigators told us, "Ever since I started meeting with the missionaries, I have been cured of my diabetes." And I was like, "I'm all about that faith life but GOOD GOSH, MAN. PLEASE GO SEE A DOCTOR. LIKE, RIGHT NOW." Turns out he said, "Ever since I started with the missionaries I have been working on curing my diabetes." I'm still not sure that's an entirely achievable thing (he has type 1)--but it's much less of a health hazard, and who am I to dash dreams?
3. In addition to learning Hungarian, I am currently learning English. For some reason my students don't really like it when I answer with, "Uh...because it sounds right?" So, I've actually had to learn the rules behind why things are the way they are. It's pretty interesting. I'm like, "Ohhh, that's what they were trying to teach me about adverbs in the 4th grade."
4. We are teaching an insane hodge-podge of people right now. We have a Mongolian who speaks Hungarian as her second language, a family who lived in Ireland for nine years and speaks perfect English, a man who recently had brain surgery, aaand a famous Hungarian circus ring leader man who used to work for Barnum and Bailey and has a famous acrobat daughter. This is just the tip of the iceberg.
I am exhausted.
Please pray for me this week that I will continue pass out after we make it in the door every night and not during the middle of the day. Or a lesson. Or really, at all.
This upcoming week is going to be crazy, too, we're headed all over the place for splits and various trainings my companion needs to give around the country (speaking of which--I'm headed back home to Szeged for a day, yeeess!) and we have our own zone training.
I love you all! Remember who you are! My mom would tell me that all the time when I was growing up and I'd just roll my eyes, but really remember who you are and what you stand for and, more importantly, the person you want to be. And don't let anyone or anything stop you from that the second you walk out the door.
Also, read your scriptures. It's important.
Tudom hogy a Mormon könyve igaz!