Thursday, May 15, 2014

Michaela Janae Whitaker

3:45 PM (7 minutes ago)

This morning ended our consecration week. Wow, was that hard! Okay, at times it was hard and at times I found it to be quite easy. I believe that it was hard at times, solely because besides our districts nobody else speaks Hungarian so we were very limited to who we could speak to. It was really nice and it gave me confidence that if I can make it through consecration week, I can do anything.

This is the last email that I will send from the United States. The time has gone by so quickly, but I am ready to go. 

I've been ready to go since the first day, but I am truly so grateful for the experiences that I've had here at the MTC. I've grown so much, especially spiritually, while being here. My favorite thing about the MTC was the spirit that was always felt here. During class, devotionals, meetings, etc, the spirit was so powerful. The peace I feel here is a peace that I want to feel for the rest of my life. 
I am so thankful for everybody who makes the MTC possible. There are several hard working employees that make the MTC, the MTC. They are great

I've been so lucky to be at the MTC right now. There are so many things that has happened since we've been here, that has never happened ever before. For example, L. Tom Perry came and spoke to us for last Tuesday's devotional, so that makes six Apostles that we have seen, in person, during our stay here at the MTC. That is half of them... HALF OF THEM! How cool is that. I've felt the spirit so strongly while listening to the prophets of the Lord. Last Sunday I got to call my mom on Mother's Day, which has never happened at the MTC either, due to the numerous amount of people, but we all got to call our mom's and talk to them for thirty minutes. It was a quick thirty minutes, but I wasn't sad because I will get to talk to my parents again on Monday. Another thing that they let us do during our preparation day last week was go down to BYU (I LOVE BYU) and check out an art exhibit at the Museum of Art (M.O.A). It was so great to walk down to BYU again. Where I used to live, a year ago, is now replaced by all new Heritage Buildings. They look really nice. Anyways, the art exhibit was called "Sacred Gifts," and basically what it was, was really really old paintings of times during the Savior's life. They weren't just paintings from random painters, but well-known artists. They came from old churches in Denmark. There were signs everywhere that they have never been removed from their places until now because the people felt like the people in Utah would really respect them and that they would really appreciate them so they loaned them out for a period of time so that they could be shown off at BYU. I think that was really awesome. That's the first time that missionaries were aloud to go off campus for Preparation Day, beside to the temple. We had a fun time and after we checked out the art exhibit we ran to the creamery. Oh, I have so many fond memories from my freshman year at BYU in that creamery. As I was in there I was reminded of the spontaneous trips my roommates and I would take to the creamery. Awh, that was the life (: Anyways it's safe to say that we've been the luckiest group in MTC history. We've seen so many great people and have got to do so many things that other people haven't been able to do. I'm so thankful that I came when I did. 

I want to brag about my teachers just for a bit. I had the BEST teachers ever at the MTC. Hands down. They've been so great, and I couldn't have asked for better ones...and even if I had, they don't exist. I can't say thank you, to them, enough for the hard work they've put in to helping us become effective missionaries. 
Our head teacher, Brother Grossen, I've mentioned him before. This is his third/fourth year teaching at the MTC, so he knows what he's doing. He is so smart when it comes to Hungarian and the Doctrine. This guy is a spiritual GIANT. Every single spiritual thought that he gave was perfect. It was exactly what I needed, and exactly when I needed it. I look up to him so much, and if I come back with just half of the spiritual capacity that, that man possesses I will be a happy-camper.
Sister Hardy was this cute little return missionary. I absolutely loved her. She was so nice and helpful. I really felt like she cared about us and wanted the best for us. She was a great teacher and made sure that we understood everything before moving on. I really appreciated that. All in all, there was nothing about Sister Hardy that I didn't like. 
Brother Beaumont was another one of our teachers. This guy was great. I learned so much from him and he helped me a lot when it came to learning the language. It's interesting that some people just have a way of teaching that makes it easier for you to understand. Brother Beaumont had that talent to getting principles through my thick head. Not to mention he made class fun, as did Grossen and Hardy. They took their jobs seriously, but we all had our share of laughs a long the way. 
In conclusion, I'm going to cry like a baby on Saturday when we have to say goodbye to them. They took my great MTC experience and made it exceptional. I couldn't have done it without their help, patience, and care that they showed me. I will miss them so much and will always remember them as my wonderful MTC teachers.

So, my flight plans... We leave the MTC Monday at 11:30 AM and head to Salt Lake City. I've been told that it is about a half an hour. We will get to the airport where then we will have to go through security. Once we are through security we can lounge around by our gate. Our flight doesn't leave until 5:01 PM so I'll have a good two to three hours to call people! Once our flight leaves Salt Lake City we will arrive in Paris, ten hours later. Then we have about an hour wait until the next flight goes to Budapest. I'm so excited to go to Paris, and I'm super excited to go to Budapest. Like I said, I've been waiting for this day since I was dropped off on March 19th and now it's finally here! Yay!

I don't have much else to say, besides that the next email you'll read will be from Hungary. I'll take lots of pictures so hopefully you can see a little of Paris and of Budapest. 
I love you all and God bless you and your families! God be with you 'til we speak again.

Whitaker Növér

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