Experiences are sometimes influenced by one’s perspective, and I admit to some preconceived notions of Hungary, they were right on. However, the silver lining was Buda.
Buda must be the suburbs and on Sunday morning, it has a been special treat to be here. Well disciplined dogs leading folks around. Lots of foreigners, many speaking something other than English and church bells calling home folks to worship. On a whim, we entered a beautiful church just to see what was
going on, and decided to stay. We made a memory. Words really didn’t matter that much, I don’t hear my own pastor very well but you could almost understand the sermon by his emphasis and body language. We’ve sat through enough Southern Baptist sermons to understand that body language. And, here comes the memory, we took communion. Just got up and walked down like we knew what we were doing, kneeled, prayed and took the bread and wine. We’ll remember that memory for a while. Jim
