How did I love this week? Let me count the ways:
1.) ZOLTÁN WAS BAPTIZED!
2.) ZOLTÁN WAS CONFIRMED!
(aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!) :) ?)
3.) We had a GIANT lunch for everyone after (#branchperks) and I just looked around at everybody dishing out soup and laughing and talking and was like: I love these people. And it was a super awesome moment.
4.) We played 2 v 4 basketball for sport nap this week---I being on the 2 end of that, and we still creamed. I felt like a champion. (My teammate MAY happen to be on the BYU Hawaii basketball team...but we won't go there--I still felt cool) ;)
5.)We woke up at four in the morning to go to Budapest for me to give my witness statement to the police on Wednesday. There's this little thing in the white handbook about not writing home negative things about your mission, so I'm going to pair that with the saying "little white lies never hurt anybody" and say:
It was a really clean place where everyone had a very cheerful disposition and they showered me with sparkles and stickers and it totally did not give off a creepy post-Soviet vibe whatsoever. Not at all. I also did not see someone get handcuffed against a wall. Never happened.
Yep. We'll stick with that.
6.) Went home to Szeged for a zone training with President! I got to eat at my favorite Indian restuarant in Szeged again and totes led the way from the branch house to the train station (**insert hairflip here**)
7.) In other words, I was in THREE of my FOUR areas all in one week. Despite being out of Békéscsaba for two whole days this week we still made Standard of Excellence which meant on Friday and Saturday we were running to all our lessons.
It felt so good.
Seriously, it felt so good.
We're back in the game, baby! :)
8.) I hit eight months today.
That's half a year in this crazy place we call Hungary, eight months of this insane language, and eight straight months of being humbled every. Single. Day.
The coolest part about today was that my last day in the MTC I wrote a letter to myself for this point in my mission: the "six-months-in-language-is-clicking-greenie-fire-is-waning-point."
And there were a lot of amazing things in there that I really needed to remember (I may have shed a tear or two...maybe ;)----but the thing that hit home the hardest was the last two sentences:
"Your mission is but a small moment.
Endure it well."
I love my mission. This is the hardest thing I've ever done, I miss you all a lot, but I'm so glad I can be here. Time is short in general---and my time to be here on my mission is even shorter. So I'm going to go hard this week---and you all should, too.
Because you never know how long you'll have.
LOVE FROM MAGYARORSZÁG!
Tudom hogy a Mormon könyve igaz!