My interview at church

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I was able to talk a little about my trip to Hungary in front of the church on Sunday. There is more to come about the trip. Hope you can be patient until this weekend. School is kicking me in the butt this week.

An arrival worth the sleep we deserved

After all the chaotic mess of flight cancellations, long waits in the airports and expensive airport food, we finally arrived to Budapest.

We still had four members of our team stuck in Paris for the night do to a strike the airport staff had gone on. One member of our team had not received her luggage, and one team member carried salsa over for the staff in Hungary only to find that the jar broke and was seeping into all of his nice cloths.

With the news of our arrival the staff prepared a short orientation for our partial team. Then off to a fancy boat tour for dinner.

We were so exhausted from the travel and jet lagged, that the girls were having a difficult time being social. The boys ate their food with joy and finished off the girls. After two hours of delightful conversation we headed back to our Hotel Classic. It was a quaint little hotel that resembled a bed and breakfast. It was very cute and unique to each guest, every room was different. I had the square room, and very pink room!

Off to bed we went, and slept very well!

Hungary for Budapest

So it has now been 10 days since I have returned home from the amazing country of Hungary. I will not say that my life has been changed, however I have learned a great deal about myself, my country, and about what I know I have been called to do. I had a four hour conversation yesterday with someone about this trip, and I didn't know that I had that much to say.

It was amazing!

So here is a glimpse of the time I spent in this beautiful city of Budapest...

Sziasztok

Sziasztok is hello to several people... sziasztok family. So far this trip has given me a greater understanding for the amazing need for God in Hungary, but most of all for the passion that is needed in America. I cannot get over the amzing encouragement I have received from the Christians here in Budapest. Their hearts for the broken and lost in Hungary is heavy. When I think of my own heart for Americans at home, I feel conflicted over the apathy I have and the rest of our culture. Passion is the best word I can use to describe what Hungarians have for Christ: passion, love, appreciation, understanding, and awe.... all things I hope to aquire and radiate!

Please continue to pray! Isten áldjon minket! (God bless)