The church laborers in Hungary truly have a daunting task. First, picture a country with millions of people crammed into a landmass the size of Oregon. These people have been oppressed by the Turks, the Germans during WWII, liberated by the Americans, turned over to the Russians, and only 20 years ago were fully liberated. In fact, 20 years ago this month, the reformers in Hungary’s Communist Party started to tentatively remove the barbed wire on the border separating Hungary from Austria. By doing so, the first crack in the Iron Curtain was made, and by autumn of that year all border restrictions were removed by Hungary. So you can imagine, the people are fearful, distrusting, oppossed to leadership (even good leadership at times) and generally a very hard people group to reach! We did attend a small fellowship of believers the one Sunday we were there. We experienced worship in Hungarian, then Terry preached a short message, with the help of the Hungarian Pastor, who speaks both languages. The church service is held in a Christian Library in downtown Budapest, and is run by an American couple who live and work in the library. They open it as a church on Sundays; the adults in one room, the kids in another. It is like no other church I've ever experienced. At the end, the entire room opens for prayer, and everyone prays. The entire room softly says "amen" after each persons prayer, and it became quickly obvious nobody was leaving without a chance to talk to the living God. I can't figure out how to end this post, only to say "yes" I will be posting lots and lots about Hungary; "no" I do not care if I am boring you to tears; "yes" I am potty training two small children at the moment; "NO" I DO NOT want to say how it's going (I'd rather post about Hungary).
Friday, May 29, 2009
this is what church looks like in Hungary
The church laborers in Hungary truly have a daunting task. First, picture a country with millions of people crammed into a landmass the size of Oregon. These people have been oppressed by the Turks, the Germans during WWII, liberated by the Americans, turned over to the Russians, and only 20 years ago were fully liberated. In fact, 20 years ago this month, the reformers in Hungary’s Communist Party started to tentatively remove the barbed wire on the border separating Hungary from Austria. By doing so, the first crack in the Iron Curtain was made, and by autumn of that year all border restrictions were removed by Hungary. So you can imagine, the people are fearful, distrusting, oppossed to leadership (even good leadership at times) and generally a very hard people group to reach! We did attend a small fellowship of believers the one Sunday we were there. We experienced worship in Hungarian, then Terry preached a short message, with the help of the Hungarian Pastor, who speaks both languages. The church service is held in a Christian Library in downtown Budapest, and is run by an American couple who live and work in the library. They open it as a church on Sundays; the adults in one room, the kids in another. It is like no other church I've ever experienced. At the end, the entire room opens for prayer, and everyone prays. The entire room softly says "amen" after each persons prayer, and it became quickly obvious nobody was leaving without a chance to talk to the living God. I can't figure out how to end this post, only to say "yes" I will be posting lots and lots about Hungary; "no" I do not care if I am boring you to tears; "yes" I am potty training two small children at the moment; "NO" I DO NOT want to say how it's going (I'd rather post about Hungary).
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Post away...the Hungarian's Daughter, is listening, as it is her prayer that the Hungarian people will know their Lord and Saviour...praying and believing God.
Kimmie
mama to 7
one homemade and 6 adopted
I am so excited to find your blog! yes please post away I love reading your post on Hungary. It almost leaves me sad that america church isn't the same. Also loved your post on watering the grass only to keep it from bursting into flame. I am in mission viejo, ca and we are in the high 90's also in a drout. Not as hot as texas but by far the hottest place I have ever lived in and tried to grow anything in.
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