Ohhhh Myyyy - Mama Ana's

Hello All,

Well, the weather is really changing for the worse. It hasn't snowed yet, but it's going to soon. We've been having a lot of fog, which is weird. I've never really been in fog. I've been in haze. This isn't haze, this is really thick. Fog. Because of the humidity it's a very biting cold that goes straight through to your bones, so with the fog it's kind of like you can see the cold. You could cut it with a knife and spread it on your toast.

Our proprietor (landlady) has been in London for the last week, and it only just got really cold and we have no heating in our apartment, so we're waiting for her to return, to turn our heat on. It's harder to get up in the mornings when you're so comfortable in a blanket burrito when it's 0 Celsius in the room.

Transfer day is really close, November 27th. We're thinking that Sora Gerhartz will stay in Oradea and I'll move somewhere with a bigger district. We don't know, it's up to President Hill. BUT! I'd like to go to a bigger district. I also really love the people in Oradea, so I'm indifferent about whether I stay or go.

So, to explain the title of my email.

Over the past few weeks, I've had a handful of times where I've eaten at a Romanian's house. Usually they like to give me more than I usually eat, but somehow I stomach it. But today we went to Mama Ana's. She is a kind non-member lady who loves the missionaries and has served the missionaries meals for years (since like 2006). So we were invited to eat at her house today.  Every missionary who has eaten there talks about how great her food is, so I was a little excited. We get there and she serves us a kind of chicken Ciorba soup, and I was so proud of myself. I was able to eat the whole bowl and thought, "Hey, I think I really can stomache a little more!" (because Romanions love to refill your bowls when you're not looking). So, Mama Ana gives me another bowl, I eat it, and I am stuffed to the brim.  Then she brings the meal out. I had no idea she was planning on giving us more. She brought out a plate with three heapings of potatoes and a chicken schnitzel and I'm like... yay... more food.  I don't think I have ever eaten so much in my life. This was an hour ago and as of right now I feel like I'm going to explode. It was really good food. Just... so... much....

Speaking of Viorica, she called us early this week. She dropped us. It was going so well, but she decided she was Orthodox and wanted to stay Orthodox and not meet anymore.

Our lesson with Mihaela went really well. We had a member present, and she told a lot of stories that Mihaela really liked and agreed with. We feel good about her again, we were really worried about losing her, but the lesson went really well so we hope we can get her to come to church again and maybe have a good experience.

We had another lesson with Francisca that went very well. We haven't met with her for the past two weeks because her family has been on vacation in Hungary, but now they're back and she's been reading the Book of Mormon (yay!).  We had the restoration lesson with her. She didn't eat it all up, but she listened well, and to be honest, I prefer it that way. She'll only learn for herself if she questions, (the right questions). She committed to praying and continuing to read, we're really excited to talk with her every time.  We were a little worried that her husband might be against all of this, but we met him this week. He came home just after we finished the lesson with Francisca, and he's carrying a box for his 8 year old son Kevin with an antique cookoo clock in it. The whole family, mom, dad, Kevin, and 17 year old Eric are together putting the clock together and seeing if it works. The dad was joking around and having fun with his kids and there was just so much love in that family, we know the gospel will do so well to bless their lives.

We met with Silvia again, but she just wants to talk and we only get through a little of our lesson. We talked about the gospel of Christ. We want to start with things she'll agree with and then bring up the Restoration.

This week was Sora Gerhartz's year mark, so we celebrated by ordering pizza. What's funny is that we also ordered salads, and Sora Gerhartz got a tomato salad. When it came and she opened the box, all it was was a cut-up tomato. Tomato. Salad. Welcome to Romania. It was so funny.

So, I'm not gonna lie, I'm a bit of a prankster.

Last week while Sora Gerhartz was in the bathroom, I slipped the Vizante mask under the door. Scared her so bad, it was funny. So then before going to the bathroom, we'd always have to check where the Vizante mask is so our companion won't slip it under the door. Then I came up with a brilliant idea.  Sora Gerhartz was checking to make sure I didn't have the mask. I told her, "I promise, I'm not going to slip it under the door." So, she closes the door and waits for a minute or two before using the bathroom to see if I do slip it under the door. I don't, so she decides it's safe when she lifts the toilet seat cover and there is Vizante, on the underside of the cover. She had a heart attack, I died laughing it was so funny.

This is a picture of our bags of poufflettes and some ginger cookies taped to the ceiling. We ate too much and removed the temptation. By taping them on the ceiling.

This week with our English classes we got permission from President Hill to watch Tangled in English with Romanian subtitles. That was a lot of fun! I miss watching movies! And I love Tangled. And, now my hair is kind of like hers at the end of the movie....   Here's a picture of me with my new haircut.

 

So we've been meeting with a lady named Elisabeta for a couple of weeks. I haven't mentioned her before (or have I? I honestly don't remember) because we don't have lessons, we just walk with her and her dog. We count it as contacting because she is a lady who has made it very clear to us she does not believe in God, which is really rare in Romania. So right now we're just gaining her trust, and her dog Sindy really likes me.

If you saw me studying while I was in school, and if you were to see how I study now, you would ask who I was. I have become a really good study-er. And I learn so much. I've been reading a lot in Genesis lately, and it's confusing, but I have a study guide from LDS.org that I use and I end up learning so much, it's really great. That's one nice thing about being in a mission with not many investigators, I get to use most of my study times for personal learning.

I've been studying in 2 Nefi this week, and there was a lot of interesting things I learned that contrast how the Orthodox church is run. For instance, Nefi is explaining the prophecies of Isiah and it is explained numerous times about priestcrafts and how many priests want not the glory of God, but the glory for themselves. That is so true of the Orthodox religion. The priests here are regarded almost as royalty and they just take and take money... a lot of the taxes here go straight to the Orthodox church. We talked with some teenagers a week ago and were happy to see how they at such a young age could see how corrupt that is. You have to pay to be baptized. You have to pay to have the priest bless your house. It's so sad, and so clearly outlined in 2 Nefi how it is not God's way (because Nefi delights in plainness, haha). It also says in 2 Nefi to not rely on the precepts of men but to rely on the precepts of God, and we get this response often "Well, I can't this or this because such and such, because that's what my priest said." It's just really... interesting.

So, that's about all that happened this week. It went by pretty quickly, we had a lot of lessons (in comparison...)! So here we are on our last week, I'll find out where I go on Friday.

I'm doing great. I'm working hard. I'm a freezy popsicle out here, but I'll survive. And I am SO excited for Craciun (Christmas)! They've already started decorating the city!

Sora Nicole

Slow Times in Oradea

Dear family and friends,

The weather has been fairly warm, but it's thinking about getting colder. One day it'll be warm, the next there will be a biting chill but it's gone by 2:00 pm.  Rain sometimes. Not really winter-y yet but I can smell it coming.  I got my coat, and it's nice and warm.

I received the Birthday and Christmas packages! I'm not taking anything out of the Christmas one because transfers are coming up and we're suspecting I'm going to be the one leaving. Thank you for the birthday one, though, I loved all the letters from everyone! And I'm planning on using all the party stuff when it gets closer to my birthday he, he, heh.

Kaylee and Evalee are just going to be chatting monkeys in 15 months when I get home. I'll have to teach them over again how to say how much they love their (still) favorite aunt.

This week was a little off. We really didn't do a whole lot. We contacted, but no great stories to share...

Every four Mondays the branch holds a big family home evening at the church, and that was last week. I understood a lot of the jokes everyone was telling! And then this young couple came in that I didn't recognize, but the branch knew them. Apparently the girl had been in the branch while she was schooling in Romania and her husband was with her, but they're both from Spain and the husband didn't speak any Romanian. So they came and we played some games, five languages were going on (Hungarian, Romanian, English, Spanish, and Italian in one room!)

And then I noticed - the husband was wearing a shirt with a tractor on it that said, "This is how we roll in UTAH" and I was like, "Woah, I'm from Utah!" He asked me "Where?" and I said "Provo area!" and he's like, "I served my mission in Orem!" and then I'm like, wait, what?!

Apparently, only a year ago he was serving in OUR stake. How funny is that? I didn't recognize him at all, but it was really cool running into someone in a foreign country, from a different country, who knows your hometown in a whole other country! I forget his name, though. But he's from Spain.

We met with Viorica again, and we had the restoration lesson. She teared up a lot, again. It went well, it wasn't especially spiritual but it was fine.

Because of the new missionary program, I had to teach a lesson of the gospel to an investigator, but because we have so few we taught the lesson to a member pretending she was an investigator. Sora Fodor is in her 70's and she is such a cute little lady! She loves cats, she has three named Pingy, Beans, and Nacho, hahaha. She loved the idea of pretending to be an investigator, so the whole mock lesson she says silly things like "I heard you guys are polygamists," or "can I come to church with my alcohol?" hahaha. So funny.

Not much else happened, Sora Gerhartz got really sick so we stayed in all day Saturday. We rearranged the apartment, though, so everything is new and fresh. There's a lot more room there now the way we arranged it, I'm happy with that.

I don't have a lot more time, so I'll just end with NEXT WEEK WE"RE GONNA ROCK IT because we called Mihaela last night and she actually agreed to meeting with us again!!!! Woohooooo!  And we're seeing Francisca again! Her family has been out of town.

SO, this next week is going to be a lot more eventful.

Anyway, gotta run. Goodbye! Be good! Remember to read the Book of Mormon, because it's really really really really really really REALLY important!

Sora Smith

Happy Ziua Mortilor! (Oh the irony . . .)

Hello Family and Friends,

The weather: is starting to get cold. Besides the fact that it is humid, the weather changes pretty similar to over there in Utah. Last week was actually pretty warm and I got away most days without anything on my legs and a short sleeve shirt, but the Romanians gave me weird looks and told me to put a coat on ha, ha. So I tell them "Sun din Utah, am sânge calde!" (I am from Utah, I have hot blood!) But this week the weather is starting to get cold and you can smell winter on the air. No snow yet, but I wouldn't be surprised if it came this week.

The babies are soooo cute! I just can't believe how big they look, I was expecting them to still be just as small, (I have no idea why), but three months is a lot I suppose when you're little! That's crazy.

As for Halloween, no, Romania does not celebrate Halloween (sort of) hahahahaha. At a market (Lidl if it exists in the USA) in Oradea they were having a "Halloween Week!" So Sora Gerhartz and I checked it out and it was pretty much random junk (like a cheese grater??) with a sticker on it that made it Halloween. You'd think that in Transylvania, they would celebrate it. No, I didn't see any vampires. So to celebrate, our district took some time out of our dinner hour to go to a shop called "American Desserts" and got a piece of cake. American Desserts, by the way, is super good. It's owned by a Romanian family who lived in the States for a while and bake sweets like we have in America (because brownies and cake like we know it doesn't exist here). But they do a good job!  (Oh, and I dressed up as my MTC teacher, Vizante for Halloween.  Yes, I still have the mask, hahaha.)

 

Gosh, now I want to go to American Desserts.

 

So, no, Halloween only semi-exists here, BUT there is a holiday on November 3 called "Ziua Morţilor" (day of the dead) which is not commercialized, and everyone makes and buys wreaths to take to grave sites and they think about the dead. We decided to take the opportunity to do contacting about the Spirit World.

 

We contacted for an hour doing bloc-knocking (which really felt like five hours because it was on fast Sunday) and we ended up in a bloc right across from an Orthodox church, so virtually NO ONE listened and we ended up with many doors slammed in our face. So, we sat outside on a bench thinking of what to do when a lady walks by with a bag of pouffletes (remind me to talk more about poufflettes in a minute) and Sora Gerhartz says, "Let's go talk to her." So, we ended up saying hi and she invited us into her home, we talked about Lumea Spiritelor (spirit world) and she was just bawling the whole lesson because she was so touched by the spirit. Her name is Viorica, and her son died when he was 32 from a freak fishing accident, so our message about the spirit world was just what she needed and we'll be meeting with her again sometime soon.  Moral of the story: Truck through the door slams and God will bless you with someone who really needs the message.

Poufflettes (Pufeletes) are the worst things ever.

 

"What are poufflettes, Sora Smith?" Well, let me tell you.

I don't even know.

Think of a Cheeto, take away the cheese flavoring, and you have poufflettes (styrofoam packing peanuts, basically). I don't know why, but every single Romanian loves poufflettes. I am not exaggerating. Aisles of poufflettes in grocery stores. A cabinet in a member's home filled with dozens of bags. Guy in the back of the bus? Has poufflettes. A pause in the middle of a lesson to run to the store and get poufflettes (yes, that happened!). And do they even taste good? No! So what I want to know is, why does everyone here love them???  

 

And then I realize I just ate a whole bag of those disgusting things.

And I'm going to buy more when we go shopping later today.

So, I have a really great story this week. Remember Kevin, the 8-year old we've been teaching English? Well, this week we met at their house rather than the grandma's where we normally meet, and his mom Francisca was there. Holy cannoli, that lesson went so well! We took the usual half an hour teaching Kevin, and then on to the spiritual thought where we talk with Francisca about our purpose on Earth because she asked us that question the first time we met. 

 

 

We read in 2 Nefi (sorry, I can't spell it Nephi anymore) and answered her questions, she was listening so intently. She is Catholic, but she mentioned a lot about her church that she doesn't like, and I think she is so ready to just learn more! So we gave her a copy of the Book of Mormon to read. When we asked if she would read Alma 32 and pray about it, she said "I will read and pray. You know, you girls leaving your homes to talk about this, I don't know why, but I just feel like I really need to read this book." We never get a response like that! And then she said, "I hope you don't mind I won't just read Alma 32, I'm going to read the whole book." and we're like "WE DON'T MIND AT ALL!"

I think because I talked about people not opening the book in my last email, God decided to give us someone who would. So we're excited to talk with her again and see what she thinks. The thing is, she's not brainwashed by her religion (which a lot of Romanians are), and it seems to me she has her head on straight, so I look forward to seeing her progress. She's just so cool.

We had one more lesson this week with Sylvia, the lady who I mentioned before had called her friend who said to "not believe in Mormon, believe in God."  She likes to meet with us because we're her friends, and at first she was not interested at all about talking about the BOM or Mormon, she just wanted to talk about Jesus. So, here's how the lesson went:  It was her birthday two weeks ago, so we brought her some of the brownies I made. At the

start of this week's lesson, she asked me for the recipe. Since Romanian measurements are different than cups, teaspoons, etc, we wasted an hour trying to explain to her the recipe. Because I don't know how to describe how to make brownies in Romanian, that was a little difficult for me, but halfway through Sylvia's son came home and explained to her what I could not. He didn't speak English either, but he knew what I was trying to say. Anyway, when we FINALLY got to the lesson, I was super burnt out language wise, but Sora Gerhartz was linked with the spirit and really touched Sylvia's heart, and now I think Sylvia is more willing to open the Book of Mormon.  Every time we call her she leaves us with a list of things to pray for her (health, money, to find a job, etc.) because we "have more faith than her so if we pray, it will happen." We don't know if she will progress very quickly, but her son was really into the lesson and we think, if he is there next time, he can become an investigator, too, and help his mom out.  (By the way, he is the one who left during the lesson to go buy poufflettes.)

Anyway, those are the big events of this week. Things are picking up and I've been sleeping better and more distracted so my homesickness has gone way down. We're also going to try a new way of contacting, I'll tell you more about that when we get started.

Oh, before I forget. In the middle of my first transfer, I don't know if I mentioned but our Branch President Isupescu got really sick and hadn't been coming to church for a long time, then at the beginning of my second transfer he had to get an operation. For weeks in a row we hadn't seen him, but this last Sunday he came back and the whole branch was super happy!  A lot of branch members have had this virus going around, but Brother Filip came back this week, and he was really happy to see me. He is a really sweet old man who keeps reminding me he's going to make me Cozonac (a sweet bread) for my birthday. The members are so great here!  The branch is also perked up because the elders have had a couple more investigators coming to church. They are all so willing to help and build the branch, it's really great.

So I have to go (and buy some poufflettes) so I'll write next week, and I hope everything goes well!

Aveţi grija!

Sora Smith

A Slow Week

Not a whole lot has happened this week. We didn't have any lessons and we did a load of contacting... lessons make the weeks go by fast but when you're walking around the city all day every day, you just kind of hope to be sitting in someone's house talking about Jesus Christ.

I decided to make up a brownie recipe because I wanted to bake something, and the Elders, Sora Gerhartz, the training sisters, and the Romanians that tasted them loved them a lot. One Romanian woman begged me for the recipe, ha, ha, and Sora G and I ate so many of them I'm not baking them again.  At least for this transfer, lol.

Let's see... we had companion exchanges this week. I spent a day with Sora Heim and she's pretty down to Earth. We were supposed to meet with Kevin for an English/gospel lesson, but that fell through so we contacted all day. Good thing I got sturdy winter boots!

Although this week went slow, I have a really interesting story this week.

Remember my story about the Tramvai lady who said "In the end, the Tramvai will come."? We got her number because she was really sweet, so we met with her this week. We started to introduce the Book of Mormon when she said, "Wait, I have to tell you a story first. This story is real and true. No one believes me, but I trust you girls."  She continues talking, and I'm only picking up about 80%, but I start feeling something bad.  After a while, I wanted to leave and we had a lot more to do anyway, so I motioned to Sora that we needed to leave.  I felt peace again the minute we left that woman's house and I prayed in my heart for the spirit, and the Holy Ghost came.

Here's something that I learned a few years ago in seminary that might benefit a lot of people.  First off, evil spirits are real. BUT, they don't have to be around you if you don't want them to. The power of the Holy Ghost is so much more than that of a bad spirit.  It isn't until you consciously put yourself in an environment where the Holy Spirit is not present and it is inviting of those bad spirits that they can affect you. It's our choice completely. If you don't want that bad feeling, don't invite it. Simple as that.

So, the adversary really knows how the Book of Mormon works, he's trying really hard to get people not to open it up. We've had quite a few contacts where we got really far until something came up to make them not want to read it. I have two examples specifically: 

First was a man named Colin, who had heard a little about our church when he lived in Kansas. We talked to him and bore testimony of the Book of Mormon, and he said he'd go home and read it. Then, when we see him again he's apprehensive. He decided instead of reading the BOM to look up our church on the Internet and ran into polygamy. The Book of Mormon, the actual source of truth about our church, was never was opened.

Second was a woman named Sylvia who, when we initially contacted her, started to cry when I bore my testimony of the Book of Mormon and how it has brought me closer to Christ. We gave her a copy and she said she wanted to read it everyday. However, before we saw her again, she called a friend who told her to "Not to believe in Mormon, only believe in God." and she never opened the book. (BUT! When we saw her the second time she fed us and I had my first authentic Romanian dish! Some cauliflower thing, but it was actually pretty good and Sora G. keeps saying I got lucky because sometimes what they serve missionaries is scary.)

That similar scenario happens time and again, which really only proves to me more and more how true that book is. I'm confident, though, that when things start picking up here people will start to open it.  Anyway, that's how things are in Romania right now. Moving slowly, but surely. We'll be starting English classes again this week, and I'll be teaching the medium level. I think we might get a better turnout.

I've been feeling really homesick this week and haven't been sleeping well. I talked to President Hill  about it, and he said that part of the reason I may be feeling homesick is because things are going slow so there's not much to take my mind off of it, and another cause of homesickness is when a person feels under-appreciated. At first I thought, no, I feel appreciated! But then I understood what he meant. I do feel a lot of appreciation, especially from home, but I've realized I don't really feel appreciated here. President Hill said it's not abnormal for a new missionary to feel that way. (Don't worry, the pictures from home actually help my homesickness, I really like them.)

So this week has been especially hard. I'm still trucking along, I can make it with Heavenly Father's help. So yeah, the pictures are great. The reunion looked like a lot of fun!  Really, I just appreciate hearing how people at home are doing. And hey, I'm starting to tan from all this walking around outside! It's been pretty warm. Anyhoo, I'll write you again next week.

Sora Smith

Three Months Out!

Three more days marks three months! That's like, 1/6 of my mission right there! Holy cow, time goes so fast. Not that I'm counting down or anything...

Like I said, we had transfers and Sora Gerhartz and I (along with Elder Conover and Lake) are staying here in Oradea. I think it's a good thing because we only were just able to get started by the end of the first transfer, now we can actually get to work with what we've set up!

 

Here is a picture of a fortress in Oradea that's shaped like a star from birds-eye view.

 

 

We were going to tour it, but it was closed.  The second picture is of us standing in the fortress doorway.

 

 

On transfer day we had to go down to Bucharest to get my visa (I'm legal now!). We went on a first-class sleeper train, but the driver was extremely slow so what was supposed to be a 12-hour train ride turned into 16 hours.   Here is a picture of Elder Lake (left) and Elder Conover (right) on the train ride to Bucharesti for getting our visas.

 

 

Anyway, I missed seeing my whole district from the MTC! Apparently, they were all together at the visa station EXCEPT me because I was still hours away :(  I still ran into Elder Sookhoo, Elder Brown, and Elder Lybbert, and I even got to chat with Sora Newell for five minutes. The others I missed seeing. Oh well, I have many more chances to see them.  Apparently, the missionaries in this mission all know each other and are really close.  I like that. 

Every new missionary group on their first day in Romania goes to a hill to where Romania was dedicated as a mission and reads the dedicatory prayer. But, since my group was in a tough circumstance with losing luggage and rain and everything, our group didn't get to do that. BUT! This last transfer day, three of us were able to get together and read the dedicatory prayer.  Here are Elder Lybbert, Elder Brown, and I on the place where the Romanian Mission was dedicated 20 years ago.

A lot of cool things happened this week. We've been meeting with one woman, Mihaela, who is accepting our lessons very well. At the end of our third lesson with her, we asked her to come to church and she seemed a little dodgy about it. Initially we thought it was because she was afraid of her husband finding out she was meeting with us. She said he is "împotriva", meaning against religion. However, we found out the real reason she is hesitant to come to church is because she's just scared. And really, it is a scary thing going somewhere so unfamiliar with a different culture and language. I should know, I'm in Romania. So we asked her and she gave us a "I'll come if... if the weather's nice," and we prayed that she'd come.

As far as Maria goes (the lady we went to church with), we haven't talked to her since we went to church with her and so we were wondering if she would come with us to ours or not, since she is so attached to her church.  We're thinking it's just not time for her yet but the time we spent with her was not wasted.  So, Sora Gerhartz and I prayed Saturday evening as to what we should do about Maria.  

We had decided it's close to time for dropping her as an investigator.  However, I got a response from Heavenly Father that told me if Maria were to come to church this week, He would pour out His spirit on her and in the future she will recognize that, that is what she's missing in her own church and want to come back. 

 

So guess what?

Yesterday (Sunday), Maria, Gabriella, AND Mihaela came to church for the first time. I was so happy to see all of them there! Not only that, but an investigator of the Elders' came as well. Four investigators at church this Sunday, it was so great! It was the first time in a LONG time that any investigators came to the Oradea branch,  proof that something good is happening here!

So we have three progressing investigators now, four other investigators, and three potentials. Our work the first transfer has been paying off!

The other four investigators are Kevin, the 8-year old boy we're teaching English to, and his family. We had another lesson with them, and though we haven't had one of the "official" lessons with them yet, they're getting more and more interested in us. Kevin has a lot of energy and likes us a lot. His 17-year old brother Eric knows English pretty well and seems to have his head on straight, which isn't common in Romanian 17-year olds. Their mom asks a lot of sincere questions, and she may be more open to the gospel than the grandma who we initially had the lessons with, so we'll see.

I have really been learning a lot of things about Romania while living here that you really can't look up on the web, either because it's hard to explain or because no one wants to. They're a very interesting people. All of them are so faithful and are really open about their religion. It's interesting, though, because they don't really understand completely what faith means. It's kind of like, they believe they know everything already, and what they believe is correct, but incomplete and they just need the fullness of the gospel and they'll be happy!

 

 

No one's really that happy here. It makes sense, having just come out of communism only 20 years ago. The really sad thing, though, is that a lot of people are content about feeling sorry for themselves and not doing much to make the country better. We ask to help people all of the time, but they always reject our offers. It's like, they don't want help, they just want our pity.

We talked to a Romanian man a few weeks ago who was moving to Florida and he spoke about these things. He mentioned how Romanians are all about their outward appearance - which is so true. You'll see Romanians wearing fancy clothes driving expensive cars, and they are left with not enough money to even put bread on the table. It's so sad, and it makes me want to work even harder to bring light into this country!

 

 

On the other end of the spectrum, there is a lot of really great people here, too. We waited for forty minutes one day for the tram because it was broken, and the old woman we were talking to left us with her departing message, "Deci, în sfârşitul, tramvai a venit." (Well, in the end, the tram came). So that's my message for this week. No matter how long it may take, in the end the tramvai will come and you can be on your way.

 

I can't wait to see how the gospel will heal this country. It's only just beginning to pick up here, but when it gets rolling, I'm excited to see how it will change the people. I can see already the seeds we're planting every day.

Enough with serious things. I have a funny story.

 

So normally when we leave our apartment, there are some gypsies outside. Some days we hand them a piece of fruit or something, but we didn't have anything today. As we were walking past, a young gypsy girl approaches us and Sora Gerhartz (thinking the girl is going to beg,) says to me "It's your turn." So, the girl says something to me I didn't understand at first, and I gave the usual response "Nu pot" (I can't), because we can't hand money directly to beggars, it turns us into a target, (which is why we have tithing and fast offerings). Two strides later, it registers in my head what the girl said. "Cât e ceasul?" (What time is it?) and I felt so bad! She just asked me for the time and I said "I can't!" hahaha... so I turned and gave her the time. We've given her some old shirts and things before, so she's turned into a little friend.

Anyway, that's about it for this week. Things are coming along! I'm working really hard. I sleep really good every night, because I'm so tired at the end of the day! I've worn through my boots already...

I miss Pepper.  I hope things are going well with everybody. I'd love to get recipes if there is any time! (Like zuccini bread, fox brownies, Becky cookies, stuffed peppers, some yummy and simple things!) But I still have things to cook, so really it's only if you have time.

Don't forget to have fun while you're working so hard! Go golfing. See a movie. Start a puzzle, I dunno.

And I'll write again next week!

Cu Drag,

Sora Smith

Transfers, we are staying in Oradea

Sorry, I don't have a lot of time this week so this email's gonna have to be really short.

English classes are over now, but will start again in a couple weeks due to transfers. We got our transfer boards and nothing is changing for us in Oradea, which is surprising because no one has ever stayed together longer than two transfers and this will be Elder Lake and Conover's third together. But I'll stick with Sora G. here in Oradea for the next six months, which is a good thing because we've just gotten started with our investigators.

That's right, I said investigators. We have a handful of investigators now, which is great considering we started with nothing and worked our way here!

Maria and Gabriella are still considered investigators. They have been coming to English classes but we haven't met with them in a while. We're trying to play it slow to not pressure them.

We had another lesson with Mihaela and she is keeping her commitments, so she's a progressing investigator now. She seems really interested, and so we hope things will work out with her and her family because she's a great woman!

We've been trying to get a hold of Ani but haven't been able to, so you know....

 

We're now teaching an 8 year old Romanian boy with the American name Kevin (named after the home-alone kid ha, ha) and his family. We're actually a little tricky with this one, his grandma wanted us to teach him English but they couldn't come to the class so we decided to come teach him in his come and so we compromised 30 minutes of English and 30 minutes of a gospel lesson with his family. He is such a funny little kid!

Anyway, I have to run, but things are great, Romania is great, I got to hear the rest of conference and it was great, and I'll talk to you more next week!

Pa pa!

Sora Smith

First Transfers

Hello all,

I've was able to see a little bit of Conference, about half of the Saturday and Sunday morning sessions. It was cool because I got to watch them live! But because it started at 7 in the evening here in Romania, we couldn't watch the afternoon sessions. BUT! I will be able to read them on my own time.

I absolutely loved what Richard G. Scott said, that God doesn't hold weakness at the same level as rebellion. That was so profound, I love Richard G. Scott, and not just because I got to see him at the MTC :)

Yup, I'm over my Curent (spelled with only one "r", because Romanians never use double consonants!)  Sora Gerhartz's finger is healing great, we've been going back to the doctor to get it cleaned and looked at. Today, when we arrived to get it cleaned, there was a HUGE line that was going to take an hour or two to wait in. But, when the doctor stepped out for a minute and recognized us, she said, "Come in real quick!" and she let us skip the entire line. She likes us a lot and she's easy for me to understand so I can freely talk to her in my Romanian :) She says we can always skip the line each time we come.

We did English classes again, and I had four students this last time! My class is growing. I really don't like the lesson plan, though, so I decided to create my own, and the classes are going a lot better now and are more fun. One student, Andie, has been coming to English for many months and never stays after for the spiritual thought, but now she is! I think she likes me. She's in her 20's and she's really cute. And her English is perfect, haha, I don't know why she keeps coming.

I miss going to the temple! We won't get a chance to go to Kiev at all. You missionaries with temples close by are so lucky.

So, what do you get when you mix boredom, curiosity, and a box-dye sale at Kaufland?  Answer: A red-headed missionary! Yup, you have two red-headed daughters now. Surprise! I don't know if I'll keep up with this red hair or not, but for the time being, I kind of like it, hahaha.

So, this week, I finally had my first lesson! (We don't count the one with Maria because it wasn't really our lesson, we just sat in with the elders on their lesson). Surprising that it's only been my first lesson, huh? Let me explain why: Usually new missionaries come into a city where there were already missionaries and investigators to jump right into. I didn't. I was white-washed into my area, meaning we had to start completely from scratch. But hey, I can say now that I was whitewashed into my first transfer, that's pretty cool!

When we went villa knocking a week ago, we met one woman named Ani who had a big family, she was very cheerful and she shared grapes from her vine with us. We had to leave quickly, though, so we told her we wanted to meet later and she agreed. So, this week, we were finally able to meet with Ani and give her the first lesson (and the very first lesson for me!).

Sora Gerhartz tells me it was the worst and hardest lesson she has ever had on her entire mission. How's that for a first lesson ever?  Ani and her family call themselves "Charismatica", which basically means they believe that God doesn't have a religion, but they believe in faith, Christ, the bible, etc. Ani and her daughter Eunice had a really hard time accepting the fact that Adam and Moses and Abraham were prophets. They don't believe in prophets, which is funny because they believe in the bible, apparently.

But really, the whole lesson we tried teaching about the restoration and they bible bashed against even the most basic things we said, like about how prophets speak the word of God and the concept of apostasy, etc.  The worst thing they had misinterpreted, though, was when Ani said the words, "Eu stiu, eu STIU ca eu deja am viata vesnica! Dumnezeu mi-a marturisit." (I know, I KNOW that I already have eternal life! God told me so.)  Sora Gerhartz and I just looked at each other and... you know. It wasn't a good lesson.  We ended with just asking her to at least read and pray about the Book

of Mormon, saying that if something is true God will tell us and she says "Yeah, we'll see then." So really, I'm not sure if she will read or even open her heart to the spirit, but at least we did our job and the ball is in her court now.  Then, as we were leaving her villa, she left us off with, "You two should preach repentance instead of all this strange Mormon, Jospeh Smith stuff," and that was that. Wow, I still get fired up talking about it, it was such a crazy lesson.

Then, on the other side of the spectrum, we had another first lesson this week!  I can't remember if I already told this story, but a couple of weeks ago it was my turn to decide where to go, so I just got on the bus and asked Heavenly Father to guide my feet. I felt impressed to get off on a stop we had never been before, and I walked right into an empty looking park and immediately contacted a woman sitting alone on a bench. We asked to talk more later, and she agreed as long as it was after September 29th because she was testing for her doctorate in economics.  So, we finally got to meet with her. Her name is Mihaela, and she is Orthodox which means a lot when I say she accepted the message of the restoration, because Sora Gerhartz told me that she has never converted a member of the Orthodox faith. WOW that lesson went a whole lot better than the one with Ani!  Mihaela was polite, she listened intently, agreed to another lesson, is reading the Cartea lui Mormon, she asked real questions..  Unfortunately, however, her husband is really against all religion and he has no idea she has been meeting with us. She's been coming to English class and then meeting afterward, so all he knows is that she's coming to English. We're a little concerned about him. We hope this will work out.

So, about Maria. We've been trying to get her to come to Sacrament meeting, but she loves her church so she can't ever come because it's at the same time. This week, though, because we had conference, our church service was at 5 p.m. so we thought it would be perfect for Maria to be able to come. So, on Sunday morning, we went with her to her Catholic service (the church was absolutely beautiful! I can't take any pictures inside of it, sorry,) and asked her to come to ours at 5. She said no, because she really just didn't want to. We're really disappointed, and we think it might be time to drop Maria because she will not progress unless she comes to sacrament meeting, which she won't. We're giving her a week or maybe two, but then we'll have to let her know. We're hoping and praying to help her discover how much she and Gabriella need this church, but we don't want to push her, either.

Anyway, that's pretty much what has happened in the last 5 days. The good news is our numbers are slightly increasing each week, so we've been seeing how our white-washing here has begun to take effect and open the mission. The crazy news is we get our transfer boards this Friday so we'll see who is where next transfer (holy cow I'm almost in my second transfer!). Sora Gerhartz predicted we'll stay together, usually trainees and trainers do the first two together. So, all is well in Romania, and we'll have to see where this week goes for those we met with last week.

Never thought I'd see a "no farting" sign.  Ever.  This was on the wall in the restaurant LactoBar, honestly, we saw it and Elder Lake says "Haha, that looks like it says no farting." and then, after closer inspection, that's what it really was.  Hahaha, we had a good laugh.

 

LactoBar is the closest thing to an American burger we've found here. It's not actually that great, but we love the decorations. A car in LactoBar, we had to take a picture with it.

All of the men here just keep on trying to hit on me!

Thought for the week (in Romanian, of course):

Sunt foarte recunoscătoare pentru înțelegerea pe care le avem în aceasta biserică. Mulți oameni au ochelari de cal peste ochii lor, deci mulțumesc Tatăl Ceresc pentru Cartea lui Mormon și fiecare lucru avem să știm unde să mergem și cum să credem.

Oricum, mulțumesc pentru rugăciunile voastre și dragostea pe care am primit-o de la voastră! Vă iubesc!

Sora Smith

(And a translation because I'm nice):

I am very thankful for the understanding we have in this church. Many people have blinders over their eyes, so thank you Heavenly Father for the Book of Mormon and everything we have to know where to go and how to believe.

Anyway, thank you all for your prayers and the love I have received from you. I love you all!

Sora Smith