Maybe if we made days 26 hours, then I'd have time to do everything that I want to do each day...

Another packed week! Here are some highlights:
-Sang in a choir concert put on by the Buda ward. The theme was the Restoration and it was super awesome! There were some really talented singers and I had a lot of fun participating
-Took President Hettinger's car to get an oil change and spent several hours driving around Budapest. Luckily, the customer service at the dealership was actually really incredible. Grateful for that
-Found even more cool people to teach
-Went on exchanges in Dunaujvaros *typing this on an English keyboard, so no accent marks*

During exchanges, Elder Bridges and I wanted to focus on finding with the Spirit. I have read and heard many accounts of missionaries praying and fasting and being led by the Spirit directly to the front doorstep of someone who was ready to receive the Gospel. Elder Bridges and I decided that if we prayed and had enough faith, then surely we would end the exchange with an incredible story of us being led directly to someone who needed the message of the Restoration.

We set out to work, and worked hard all day, following every little impression we had. Around noon, we found ourselves in a little village called Kulcs, just outside of Dunaujvaros. We started with a prayer and set out to find the one! As we were walking, I glanced up and noticed a small dirt road behind a market, and immediately felt something kind of like a small electric shock. There was something about the road that felt magnetic. I asked Elder Bridges if he felt it too, and he said, "Yes, I felt something! That's the house! Let's go!" We practically skipped over to the house because we were so excited. It was actually working, and we were being led! 

As we stepped up to the front gate, I cleared my throat and rehearsed in my head how I would invite them to follow Jesus Christ by being baptized by someone holding the proper Priesthood authority of God. We rang the bell and my hands started to sweat.

Nothing.

Maybe they didn't hear us over the Mormon Messages they were certainly watching on YouTube? We rang the bell again, and this time, we heard the shifting of gravel coming from the side of the house. They were probably just in the backyard playing a game as a family, right?

Wrong.

 It was just a big Saint Bernard, who looked at us with his big droopy eyes and barked.

We left a card in the mailbox and then set out again. We were both feeling confused as to why we were led to that house. Why would we have both felt something so strongly if there was nobody there to begin with?

We tracted up and down those dusty roads, talking with old farmers and others for the rest of the day. We didn't find a single person who was interested.

I was reflecting back on this on our train ride home. Although we didn't find anybody to teach, I still believe that we were led there by God. He is constantly directing us, His imperfect servants, to where He needs us the most. As long as we humbly and prayerfully do our best to do God's work, we can be confident that He is leading us.

The story is not over! Perhaps sometime in the future we'll learn of some family in Kulcs, coming home to find a card left in their mailbox, with some intriguing information about Jesus Christ on it, that will lead them to finding the Jesus Christ's true Church, which has been restored to the earth through a Prophet.

Who knows?

Sok szeretettel,

Burnett elder

p.s. When we went to Kulcs, we knew that a train would pass through from Duna to Buda, and we planned on just going straight home from Kulcs. The whole day we spent in Kulcs, I had my backpack full of extra clothes and toiletries, and my shoulder bag which was full of books and study materials, and Elder Udy had all of his stuff too. 

We waited at the train station for a lot longer than we thought we would have to, and FINALLY we saw lights in the distance and heard the thunder of the train on the tracks. The lights and thunder came and immediately went. It didn't even stop!!!

So we had to take a bus back to Duna, then practically sprint to the train station... We barely made the train and the funny thing is, this train actually stopped in Kulcs...

Anyways, life is good.