Saturday we devoted ou
r time to household chores and walking around town enjoying the farm buildings, small furnace factory and sturdy homes along the Homorod. The low dam just north of town provides a small lake, completely surrounded by a fence, which you can pay to pass through to go fishing. Csaba says you mostly get carp, which doesn't excite him that much, but he will
occasionally go to winnow a pike or two. The storks don't pay the gate fee and are plentiful in the area because of the good fishing and roosting spots, some atop municipal power line poles in steel baskets placed for their ease – storks are good luck. Easter Sunday saw Kinga still wrestling with all the conflicting needs
of her children and writing her sermon, one of four delivered in five days. I'm not sure she ever finished it on paper, but you'd never know watching the assurance with which she delivered it. To me, it seems she spent a bit more time facing the women's side of the church, but her sternest moments landed on the men's side. It still gives us goosebumps to celebrate Easter in a church that goes back to the 1400's and has been Unitarian since about 1590. The communion silver (the larger one is brass) dates to circa 1900, and has just been adjusted by a professional silversmith. Later that afternoon we visit Recsenyed (Rares),
and the young minister there, Adel, tells of how that morning the top of the men's chalice started to unscrew, so she put it down and started to use the waiting women's chalice. There was a bit of a buzz, mostly because the women were
concerned that there would not be enough wine for them. In Kinga's church there was plenty of wine, provided by a young visitor returning from his new village (he moved after marriage). The board, Gail and I, and the music director were happy to dispose of the left over at the manse. Adel, Kinga, Csaba, and Gail as Rev. Adel is introduced.
Csaba gave us a lift to Recsenyed, about a mile north along the Homorod, past St. Paul, then he and Kinga went to his parents 35th anniversary party. We were given a real treat by one of Adel's parishoners who drove us in a FWD jeep, off-road, to one of the highest hills in the area. We looked out over a good chunk of the Homorod Valley and saw the distant Carpathians. (I will not disappoint you by trying to squeeze my 360 photo into a website – you'll have to
wait for the powerpoint screen show.) On the way back, we stopped at the Recsenyed grave yard to see the church founder's stone, the oldest in the yard, mid 1800's, making this the newest church in the area, and others, including this new one, polished and with a place for the surviving spouse. Adel told Gail she had done much church work with this woman, and been with her as she
died of cancer. ice. We had some tea and Easter bread at Adel's manse, and some silversmith showed up and fixed the wobbly chalice. We walked back to St. Peter, admiring the beautiful spring holiday and the nesting storks on many rooftops and pole-baskets. Adel walked with us to the sign post, here with her church in the background, note the stork nest on it.
r time to household chores and walking around town enjoying the farm buildings, small furnace factory and sturdy homes along the Homorod. The low dam just north of town provides a small lake, completely surrounded by a fence, which you can pay to pass through to go fishing. Csaba says you mostly get carp, which doesn't excite him that much, but he will 
occasionally go to winnow a pike or two. The storks don't pay the gate fee and are plentiful in the area because of the good fishing and roosting spots, some atop municipal power line poles in steel baskets placed for their ease – storks are good luck. Easter Sunday saw Kinga still wrestling with all the conflicting needs
of her children and writing her sermon, one of four delivered in five days. I'm not sure she ever finished it on paper, but you'd never know watching the assurance with which she delivered it. To me, it seems she spent a bit more time facing the women's side of the church, but her sternest moments landed on the men's side. It still gives us goosebumps to celebrate Easter in a church that goes back to the 1400's and has been Unitarian since about 1590. The communion silver (the larger one is brass) dates to circa 1900, and has just been adjusted by a professional silversmith. Later that afternoon we visit Recsenyed (Rares),
and the young minister there, Adel, tells of how that morning the top of the men's chalice started to unscrew, so she put it down and started to use the waiting women's chalice. There was a bit of a buzz, mostly because the women were 
concerned that there would not be enough wine for them. In Kinga's church there was plenty of wine, provided by a young visitor returning from his new village (he moved after marriage). The board, Gail and I, and the music director were happy to dispose of the left over at the manse. Adel, Kinga, Csaba, and Gail as Rev. Adel is introduced.
wait for the powerpoint screen show.) On the way back, we stopped at the Recsenyed grave yard to see the church founder's stone, the oldest in the yard, mid 1800's, making this the newest church in the area, and others, including this new one, polished and with a place for the surviving spouse. Adel told Gail she had done much church work with this woman, and been with her as she 
died of cancer. ice. We had some tea and Easter bread at Adel's manse, and some silversmith showed up and fixed the wobbly chalice. We walked back to St. Peter, admiring the beautiful spring holiday and the nesting storks on many rooftops and pole-baskets. Adel walked with us to the sign post, here with her church in the background, note the stork nest on it.
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