Dear family and friends.
Well, the end of one year on our mission!
Tomorrow marks the one-year anniversary of being in Miskolc! We have been
asked to extend our mission for another month and a half, so we won’t be coming
home until around August 20th. We know that this next 8 months
will go very quickly due to the work that we have started and the work that we
need to do to prepare for the couple that will replace us.
First an update as to what has happened the past three weeks! It started
Monday December 11, 2017. We decided that it was time to start to pack to
go back to Arizona. We got everything packed and loaded in the car and
took off around 2:30 pm Monday afternoon for the airport hotel. After
checking in we went to our room and signed into the hotel’s Internet. The
first message that appeared was “Your flight has been cancelled!” We then
got a message that within 2 to 3 hours we would get our new travel plans.
(What we didn’t know is that if you use a discount online service, we have to
find another flight!) We stayed up until after midnight trying to get KLM
to answer emails, tweets, phone calls, hoping that the new schedule would come.
I woke up about 6:30 am, decided to go to the airport to be there when the KLM
office opened at 8:00 am. The smartest thing I did was to pack everything
I had, just in case we had to leave in a rush. I got the shuttle over to
the airport and was third in line when the office opened. They were
surprised that I was not informed that we had been assigned a flight with Delta
that left at 10:30 am. I called your mom and told her to shower and get
ready very fast. I took a taxi back to the hotel, ran upstairs and got
all of our stuff to get on to the van. I did not have time to shower!
The flight to Amsterdam, then on to Denver was not bad. But the 2.5 hours
of waiting in Denver then to be the last two seats on the plane in the very bad
very little leg room part of the plane was 2 hours of pure torture.
As we came down the walk way into the airport, we saw Ryan going back and
forth. We then saw Kate, bent over backwards looking at us upside
down! Only Miss Kate! It was good to see Mike, Marnee and the
kids. Then off to Anne and Dee’s.
With little sleep and errands to run and kids to taxi, I had an impression to
get as much of my to do list done the first day as possible. A trip to
Scottrade, to Chase Bank, to the ENT doctor for my ear, all in time to pick
Avery up at school!
We didn’t realize at the time, but TJ’s cough was a foreboding sign. Yes,
both of us came down with the flu! For over a week in Scottsdale and two
week in Hungary, we have been fighting the symptoms of the flu and bad
coughs! John Shaw got us flu medicine, just before all of CVS in the
valley ran out of it! I, then went to CVS’s urgent care, took a 4 hour
wait the day before we left to go back to Hungary to make sure that flying was
going to be O.K. I was given antibiotics to combat a bug I had.
The trip back to Hungary was a lot less eventful, other than the fact that the
flight got cancelled and we had to rebook at the last minute. The good
news, the total trip time on the new flight was about 3 hours shorter! But
about 10 miles away from Miskolc, I really got drowsy and am thankful for the
new alarm on the car that tells you that you have gone into another lane of
traffic!
Home (Hungary) has been spent mostly in bed and coughing! We were still
so sick that we didn’t go to church last week. New Year’s eve, we were
wide awake at midnight, due to the war going on outside. (Starting at about 8pm
the firecrackers and fireworks sounded as if cannons from an army were going
off.) There were so much of this that the air smelled of gun powder and
the sky was foggy mainly due to the smoke from the fireworks.
New Year’s Day, we took two of the Elders out of a falu (small village) for
them to teach a young family. The father works in Germany a month at a
time. The good news is that they live only two blocks from the train
station and can get to Miskolc very quickly and not too expensive to go to
church. We stayed in the car and read from the Hungarian Book of Mormon,
we didn’t want to go in and get everyone sick. Later, we learned that we
should have gone in, they got sick anyway!
The next day was transfer day. We lost Elder Lowe (pronouced la owl) from
Seattle Washington. He probably has the best Hungarian in the
mission. He is the new AP in the mission home. Elder Graham from
Utah got transferred to Budapest to be a new zone leader. So this week
was getting acquainted with two new elders, Elder Terry from Arm (Orem) Utah
and Elder Cushing from southeast Kansas. Elder Cushing is a cadet from
West Point, you wouldn’t want him anywhere else with that name!
We got the missionaries to commit to focus on young men and young families in
their efforts. And it has already paid off in finding new
investigators. With the steady brain drain to Germany, Britain and
America, the church is hurting big time for priesthood holders.
Someone asked me in Scottsdale what the church members were like in
Hungary. I said here is a quick description of the members of the church
here:
1.
Many people only stay for Sacrament Meeting.
2.
Many people only come once or twice a month.
3.
Home teaching and visiting teaching is a major problem.
4.
Visiting the sick members of the church is a problem.
5.
Helping those in need is a problem.
6.
The lessons being taught are not very good because the teacher starts to
prepare the lesson during Sacrament meeting.
7.
Very few will help the missionaries.
8.
Very few will help with church activities and parties.
The man I was talking to stopped me. He said, “Jon, you misunderstood
what I asked, I wanted you to tell me about how the members of the church were
in Hungary, not here in Scottsdale!”
So people are the same all over the world! President Monson, what a sweet
man, was the prime example of filling one’s life in the work of the Lord.
Always worrying about the poor, the sick, the needy. Always stopping off
at a hospital or a care facility or a home to visit someone who needed to know
that they were loved and that someone knew they were alive. How long of a
reception line do you think he had when he awoke in Paradise? Think of
the thousands and thousands of people whom he touched. Think of those who
wondered if they were worth anything and then have the prophet of God walk into
their room and say, “Hi, could I please visit with you?” Alma 5:14 “And
now behold, I ask of you, my brethren of the church, have ye spiritually been
born of God? Have ye received his image in your countenances? Have ye
experienced this mighty change in your hearts?” Thomas S Monson was the
epitome of such a person.
You ask what your mom and I are doing in Hungary. Simply trying to be
1/1000th of the person that Thomas S. Monson was. If we succeed, we will
have reached many people who wonder every day, “Does anyone know I am
here?” We have come to realize that the truly lonely and needy are not
the ones begging on the streets. It is the destitute trying to pay the
bills, make sure that heat in coming in the house, worrying about food for
their children. They are the silent ones. The problem, they are the
hardest to find. But those are the ones that Thomas S. Monson was able to
find. Those are the ones that we are attempting to find. Are we
having success, absolutely. We have been called of God to be the face of
Jesus Christ in helping the poor and the needy. We have been directed in
miraculous ways to find those that need help. It is not Jane and Jon
Moser being successful. We would have failed the first month a year ago
if it was left to us. With the Lords guidance and direction, all success
we have had and that we will have is because of Him whom we love, honor,
cherish, obey and serve.
We thank God for sending us Thomas S. Monson to set an example how we all
should deal with those in need. How we should treat all people, with
kindness and respect. May we never lose the memories of Thomas S.
Monson. May we always try to emulate his example of showing love to all
people. If we do, we are only in the service of our God and what could be
more rewarding than serving the Master?
Mom
and Dad
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