FROM NOV 23, 2015
So I’m now in Kecskemet
with Sister S. and I love it and I love her! I already love all the art
nouveux here and the members, too! My first comp and former trainer lives here,
so I’ve been to her and her new husbands home-- haha! So crazy to end my
mission this way! I wish i had more than 2 weeks, but oh well :(
We had stake conference
on Sunday, so I got to see a lot of my old pals from Szekes and Szeged, so that
was so fun!
Saying goodbye in Buda
was kinda hard, but like Mom said-- technically I’ve already been a missionary for
18 months (crazy that Sister S. and i hit our 9 months together and now we are
hitting 18 together!) so it’s just a bonus :)

We did our final zone
training, and Sis. L. and I did a white handbook Jeopardy. It was fun :) I gave
my departing testimony and could hardly give it, I was crying so much. It was
really short, probably like 2 minutes. I just talked about how I know that I am
a child of God and that we all are. That He loves us and that he sent his son,
Jesus Christ, to suffer and die for us. I know the Gospel of Jesus Christ in a
much simpler, more amazing way. I know that repentance is change, even if that
change is small. Even if that change is saying a prayer for the first time in
your life. I love my Savior, Jesus Christ. It was so strange to give that and
know I was pretty much done.
We met with E. and it was
so good. She was crying, talking about how she feels guilt and sadness. She
feels like she isn't worthy of repentance. We had a great discussion about repentance
and the Atonement, how we are ALL worthy of receiving the Savior’s grace. The Atonement
is for everyone. I have gained a testimony of this. We testified of God and
Christ’s love for her.
We got to Kecskemet and
Sister N. still had the keys in Buda—hahahaha-- so we had to stay with a
member! Great way to start it off! Okay, sorry I don’t have much time to write
this week, i love you all!
FROM NOV 29, 2015
I don't really know what
to say. I can't believe this is my last week as a missionary. My heart is kind
of breaking. I don't ever want to leave this weird little country with its
strange beliefs that if you don't wear tights you will become infertile and the
smell of bakery goods in the morning when we go running. I can't do this. I
can't bear not hearing the hymns being sung in Hungarian by the 40 people that
come to church every Sunday, or just hearing everything in Hungarian in
general. And I can't bear the thought of not being able to share the Gospel in
Hungarian. I love it-- it has been the biggest blessing of my life. I won't
start my goodbye just yet, though...I still have this precious week left!
I love Kecskemét! I wish
I had more time here :( (and it doesn't hurt that we get fed a lot---- add
Hungarian food to the list of things I will miss :) We teach a lot of older women
and for some reason this week, they all got really emotional as we met with
them. We asked R. to say the closing prayer, and after we looked up to see
tears in her eyes. We also taught M. the
Restoration and she came to church on Sunday. She cried when we left, even though she knew she would see us in church on Sunday. it was sweet. Another lady, J., cried telling us about how she wished she had a better relationship with her family. We taught her the Plan of Salvation and talked about how God is always there for her. She bought us chocolate snails and hot chocolate after; I really hope that our message could help her. We met with I., too, and she also cried. It was so touching; she really misses her husband and is taking his death really hard. So it was kind of strange that they all were very emotional this week, but it felt good to be there for them and to let them know God is there for them.
We also had thanksgiving
because the bishop and his wife were so kind to make us turkey and mashed
potatoes!




FROM DEC 8, 2015 (LAST
LETTER HOME)
Sorry, this is going to
be a long email...
I don't really know where
to start. The Dunaújváros sisters came down for splits, and we went to Szeged
again for interviews. I ran into one of my old investigators in Szeged, and
then a Pápa member came to Kecskemét, so it was a blessing to be able to see both
of them. On Sunday, an RM who was
actually a branch president when he served in Kecskemét, came back and brought
a ton of cakes, and so we had a cake party after church, haha. Poor Sister S.'s
feet have been killing her, but she insisted on working! She's a rock.

As I was reading in
Mosiah one day I realized that being a missionary has helped me in many ways
fulfill my baptismal covenant... "Mourn with those that mourn...comfort
those that stand in need of comfort...stand as a witness of God at all times
and in all things and in all places." (Mosiah 18:8-9)
I have grown to love so
many things on my mission. I Love Hungary! And not just because the food is
amazing (please tell me you can find good pickled stuff in America... otherwise
it'll be a hard time). I love Hungarians and their sometimes annoying honesty
and realistic-ness. I love that they could go on for years about how Hungary
used to be twice the size it is now, and how they can just talk your ear off
about anything. I love their frugality and their superstitions and the fact
that just about any Hungarian can for some reason cook super well (well... most
of the time :) I love that they love karaoke and they cook ALL their food in at
least half a bottle of oil (or, ya know, pig fat works too). I wish they had
more hope and confidence. Religion isn't a huge part of their lives, especially
because going to church was forbidden during the Communist era, but the fact
that many Hungarians still believe in God is always inspiring. I will miss the
nénis that are still out and about in their hats and skirts even though they
are so old! I will miss the sound of kids blabbering off in Hungarian, and I
will miss all the funny sayings and quirks of my Hungarians. Sometimes they
just need a friend; they need support, someone to tell them it's gonna be okay.


I love finding! It's not
always easy, but it really is just another form of teaching. I am again so
grateful for the opportunity to talk to people about the Book of Mormon, or
about the fact that God is our Heavenly Father and that He loves us. I know a
lot of people don't know that, but I do, and I am thankful for that knowledge.

I am thankful for the
Holy Ghost and the many times it has testified of truth to me (even when I bear
my testimony in an email!) and to those I have taught. I’m grateful for the
times it has made up for my mistakes or when I've fallen short. God will not
leave us comfortless.
I have gained such a
deeper understanding of the Gospel. It makes sense in so many ways that it
never did before. But more than that, I have developed a LOVE for the simple,
basic principles of the Gospel. That God IS our Heavenly Father. We are His
Children. He loves us. He sent His son, Jesus Christ, to die for us. Because of
Jesus Christ, we can return to live with our Heavenly Father, with our
families. We can feel peace and love, and we can change. I am thankful for
Jesus Christ.

Magyarországnak mindig
lesz helye szívemben. Nem tudom mondani hogy mennyire hálás vagyok a
Magyarokért, a missziómért, a barátaimért, Jézus Krisztusért. Tudom hogy Isten
él. Ő szeret minket... nem is tudjuk képzelni hogy mennyire szeret minket. Ez
az evangélium az egyetlen dolog, ami tartós boldogságot hoz nekünk. Tudom hogy Jézus
Krisztus engesztelése miatt, szabadak lehetünk.
Sok szeretettel,
VanDenBerghe Nover
VanDenBerghe Nover

