Naegle nover: Buda week 4

....was pretty great. This will be a short update because I have had horrible luck with the computers today. Every one I have tried has been atrocious.

      We split with the sisters from Békéscsaba, which was really fun because I served with Sister Williamson in Debrecen and I adore her.

      Krisztián is doing well except between our program on Saturday evening and the next morning he got a cold and couldn't come to church....

      Ati (a new investigator who moved here from Szeged where Sister Dinehart met him) came to church so that was way cool. And he stayed for Sunday School. He looks like a hard, hardcore skater dude with piercings and a way long dreadlock and a gage. Hahaha so funny. He wore a white shirt and tie with his black skater pants to church. It was adorable.

      We tracted into guy this week named Balázs. At the door he said it might not be the best use of time to talk with him because he had a "pretty confident opinion about this" but we said we didn't mind and he let us in. He was a pretty cool kid, our same age, studying medicine.
      He spoke in English and told us he belonged to the Faith Church (although when he said it he said "face church" because Hungarians can't say the "th" sound in faith haha) and we were like "oh, that's nice!" and he continued. He talked about how he had been converted and how he had been cured of his pornography addiction and all these things that were actually really wonderful.    
      We were excited to talk with him about religion and all the things we agreed on but just then he started talking about their meetings and how they cast devils out of each other, among other things. And then I translated faith church in my head and realized...duh duh duh! Hit gyülekezet!!! NOooo! (They are insane but really nice. Kind of like Mormons I guess.) I've heard that they are the only church here where the missionaries aren't allowed to attend their meetings. Probably because they feel the spirit fill them with fire and they believe that every sin is actually a devil that must be cast out of you. Anyway, we talked for a while and shared our message and asked him to read a verse out of the Book of Mormon but he was not having any of that. He was pretty obviously afraid of it.

      Before we left, we asked him if he would say the prayer. He was a little hesitant at first, and he said, "So I should say it how I usually pray?" And we said, "Of course!". So he went and shut the window and then started praying. The words were nice but we were a little taken aback because he shouted the entire thing. He was really nice and said we could come back sometime so maybe we will.

      The moral of the story is that we got to learn a little bit about another religion, expanded our horizons, shared the gospel, and had a great experience. Just another day in the mission.

Love you all and hope you have a great week!

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