Even though we are home from Hungary now, it appears that Hungary has not left us. What do I mean? Well, this Sabbath I spoke at the Spanish church here in St Louis. This was the first time my family and I had the opportunity to worship with this congregation. The timing was great because during the past month I have grown accustomed to being translated and having to stop after every couple of sentences to let the translated repeat my words. The preaching really has to slow down when you are being translated. So this Sabbath, I again had a translator, but this time in Spanish, not Hungarian.
Before I started preaching I shared for a few moments about our time in Hungary. After the service, a woman came up to me and said— “I am from Hungary!”. I had seen her sitting in the back, but had no idea she was Hungarian. She said that she is from Hungary but has been going to school here in St Louis. This was the first time she had come to the Spanish church. I asked her why a Hungarian was at a Spanish. She said she knows Spanish and decided to visit the Spanish church this particular Sabbath. Isn’t it amazing that she decides to visit for the first time while I am speaking there for the first time immediately after I returned from Hungary. God sure does have time.
I would like to repeat an earlier prayer request. Kathy is the lady we stayed with in Hungary. She is a faithful church member and was so kind to our family and the girls. Her family is going through a difficult time. Her husband is in the hospital facing a serious illness which threatens his life. She has recently lost her job as well. And her mother in law is in the hospital with a life threatening illness. She also has two daugthers ages 18 and 21. I would never have known she was going through these difficulties unless someone had told me. She has such a sweet spirit and trust in Jesus that you could not tell that she was facing trials. She was never concerned about herself. Her concern was making us feel welcome and comfortable. I could sense Chrsit’s spirit in her. She asked me to pray for her family after we returned home. I said we would certainly do this. May I ask you to do something (those of you reading this blog)? Would you send a short a note of encouragement to Kathy and her husband? In this note, you can encourage Kathy that God is watching over her, and you could encourage her husband that God still loves Him and watches over him (He doubts God could accept him because of the mistakes he has made in his life)? If you will email me your notes of encouragement, I will forward them to Kathy and her family. I thank you so much for doing this. My email is davidmklinedinst@gmail.com
