Tuesday, October 7, 2014

Michaela Janae Whitaker

Wow! I don't even know where to start this week. Let's just start by saying opening a city is not easy! 

It's definitely been an adventure, especially this past week! We started having programs with people this week, but a couple of times instead of meeting at the branch house, we met at our investigators house. So uhh... how is that supposed to work if you've never been to their house, and you're completely unfamilar with Székesfehérvár? Basically, this is how it works: You grab one of your investigators who speaks English and has always lived in Székesfehérvár and ask him for directions. Then you run to your bus stop, because you happen to be ten minutes away from it, when the bus leaves in five minutes. Yeah that happened. Luckily, we have the sweetest investigator who helps us, needy sisters, but he's so chill. 
Oh man, so that program was so good, when we finally got to her program (an hour late--but don't worry we called.)! I would say this woman is in her late thirties, maybe early fourties. She met with the missionaries two years ago but then stopped because she was pregnant and ready to have a baby. It's actually a sad story, I don't know all of it, but basically she acquired this disease or sickness when she was pregnant and it put her in a wheelchair for the rest of her life. On top of that, it made her mentality slower and she just struggles with a lot of things. It's sad, but she is still the sweetest lady. We talked about the Restoration with her. She asked a lot of good questions. I had never had investigators ask personal questions about the gospel to me before and it really helped me think about my life in this gospel. The questions were like, " How did you know that this is true?" and "What blessings have you received from God?" There were a few more, but they were very thought provoking. I mean, when you ask yourself those questions you can just be pretty vague with the answers, but if you're talking to someone who is really listening to you and who is, in a sense, leaning on your testimony right now, until they develop their own, one word answers aren't enough but you really have to think and give them detail and testify why you know that God works in your life. This woman's spirit was so sweet. Everything we taught her she was comfortable with, and accepted. Unfortunantly, like I said before, she is in a wheelchair and to get to her front door you have to walk down ten steep, concrete stairs so it's impossible for her to get out of her house. It's super sad, but I could see in her eyes that she really enjoyed our visit. 
While we were talking about the Restoration, we had just got talking about our living Prophet today, President Thomas S. Monson, right then one of our investigators called (for the third time- we beeped him the first two times). This investigators name just happen to be Tamás (pronounced Thomas) so Schnoor answers it and says "Szia, Tamás" and the lady looked at Cropper and I with a confused look on her face and then we realized that seeing how we just got done talking about our prophet, she probably thought that that was our prophet who Schnoor was talking to so Cropper said "Oh, that's one of our friends named Tamás not our prophet Thomas." It was funny, you just had to be there. Just a glimpse of how sweet this lady is, at the end of our lesson we asked her if we could give her a Book of Mormon and she said, "Yes, but won't it be missed to you all?" implying that that was our only copy and that we were giving it to her, but we told her that we have MANY copies of the Book of Mormon so it's okay she can take that one. It was soo cute! 
After we got really lost on the way back too and had to call our investigaor and ask him how to get back home because we had taken a bus for about fifteen minutes out to this woman's house so it would have taken us a while to walk back, plus, we had no clue which way to even go, but luckily we found our way back home. It was pretty much a CRAZY day, and if it hadn't been for our investigator literally walking us to the bus station we wouldn't have made it. I'm glad we went though, because this woman needed a visit. 

Let's see. We had another program that we had to get to by bus and we had to run for that bus too. Sheesh, I guess that's what I get for watching people running for the bus and saying to myself, "Wow, that must really suck." Well, it really does suck just saying. Plus, this program was in a falu (villiage outside of Székesfehérvár) so it was a forty-five minute bus ride is this PACKED bus. I ended up siting on the floor, well on this ledge in the back by these three men, because we were super packed.  It's okay, we made it out there, but ended up having to turn right back around, almost as soon as we got out there, because there was only one more bus running that day and it was only fifteen minutes after we actually arrived at their house. We felt really bad because they fed us and then we had to leave. It was super sad, but they were super nice about it, and we decided next time we go out there we need to plan the buses better. That was another crazy kirandulás of ours. 

Zone Conference was this week, it was super good. We went to Budapest and came together as two zones in the mission and received training from President Smith, his wife, the AP's (assistants to the President), zone leaders and our Sister Training Leaders. It was a really good conference. The Székesfehérvár sisters had the responsibilty of showing everyone a good streeting approach and the person who we happened to have to street was President Smith so that was kind of intimidating, but I think we did good, and President thought we did good, so everything worked out. 

This week was also General Conference. I watched all of it in Hungarian. Unfortunantly I didn't understand... most of it, but Cropper downloaded it onto her iPod and we will listen to it in English in our apartment, this afternoon. I hope all of you watched it and enjoyed the words of the Prophet and the Apostles. I know that they're men called by God, and they don't speak their own words, but everything they say is what God would say if he was here. 

Thanks for all the emails, love and support.

Whitaker Nővér

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