Reasons Why My Trainer Is The Best Of All The Trainers:
1.) I once asked her why the bathroom smelled funny. She responded by telling me the last owner of our apartment had died and the scent of dead person probably still lingered in the pipes. We then laughed. She laughed. I laughed (but only on the outside).
2.) She makes food. Including, but not limited to, delicious Hungarian foods with fancy Hungarian names.
3.) Once we came home to find a sizeable cockroach in our bathtub. Moffatt Nővér decided that this unfortunate situation could best be remedied by spraying it with cleaning supply and screaming while it died a slow and painful death. At this point in the country, I was still too jet-lagged to really do anything other than watch this scene unfold in front of me. I wrongly assumed she was joking when she screamed " CALL THE ZONE LEADERS," and the next thing I knew we were both standing by the edge of the tub screaming to both the zone leaders and the twitching cockroach drowning in a sea of white foam in the middle of our already-weird-smelling bathtub. It was this point on my mission that caused some serious introspection as to what choices I had made that had led me to be in a dead-person-scented bathroom in the middle of Szeged, Hungary watching a cockroach die before we were going to go out and talk to people on the street about Jesus. Nonetheless, with the help of the zone leaders, we identified an "Ugly Sister Missionary Shoe" and I was given the assignment of putting it out of it's misery. It then exploded in a puff of cleaning supply and cockroach guts. I think we deserve "The Most Dramatic Apartment of Sisters" award, and I'm sure the zone leaders would agree.
4.) She is ADORABLE. Seriously, she is pretty much the recipient of "The All-Around Cutest Sister Missionary" award. I'm sure it will look nice on her shelf next to our "Most Dramatic Apartment of Sisters" award.
5.)She extended a month of her mission to BE MY TRAINER. (Well, not specifically for that, but because of that she is!) Isn't that the coolest? She rocks.
6.) It's the last couple months of her mission and she is still alive. That is an accomplishment in and of itself.
7.) She respects me enough to push me. In lessons, on the street, at door approaches. She let's me know I can do it. And so I do.
Reasons Why Szeged Is Where It's At:
1.) Prettiest city in Hungary--hands down. Google pictures of "the Dome" in Szeged and let yo jaw drop, son, because it's awesome.
2.) Public transportation is THE BOMB DOT COM here. Europeans know how to do it.
3.) Our investigators are the coolest, sweetest, best people I've ever had the pleasure of spending time with in my life--and that's even when I can barely understand them.
4.) We're opening a sparkly new branch house AND I GET SO EXCITED WHEN I TALK ABOUT IT, I CAN'T EVEN HANDLE IT.
Reasons Why General Conference Is Always The Best:
1.) MoTab is pretty much the closest you'll come to hear a choir of angels for awhile (like, forreals).
2.) 'MURICA! (I may have shed a single golden tear when they broadcast the surroundings of Temple Square. Maybe.)
3.) Henry B. Eyring giving the most heartfelt talk and meaningful words of wisdom I ever done did hear.
4.) Jeffrey R. Holland LAYING IT DOWN--to remind you to help the sick and afflicted, the poor and needy.
5.) Dieter F. Uchtdorf LAYING IT DOWN--to tell you that God loves you and inspire you for years to come.
6.) Hearing from MODERN-DAY PROPHETS. Can we just revel in that for a minute, please? Seriously. Amazing. I love General Conference.
In other news, if I'm being honest, the transition to Hungary has been difficult. The language is killer and the people here have been through A LOT--so it's made them put up quite a few gates (metaphorically speaking, of course. Well, actually, originally I was referring to the gates around their hearts, but now that I think about it they have put up a relatively large number of physical gates as well...) The effects of Communism are still evident. There are a lot of difficulties the Hungarian people face--and a lot of sadness and heartache they've experienced.
I'm trying to learn how to help them--one vocab word, grammar principle, and scripture at a time. You can take the communication away from me, but you can't take the Communication Major out of me.
I still have a lot to learn--but I've already learned never to give up. And that' something to appreciate.
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