This is the end. . .

So I'm sitting in the computer lab at Providence (still no Internet from Prov in my apartment, surprise surprise), and have groceries sitting in the car in 30 degree heat but I need to send a farewell blog.

First, apparently there was a mix up with my mid-summer and end of summer letters and they never went out. I had some good stuff in them. Not really though; the letter had nothing new to tell you as it was all on here already. Though, a letter received is kind of nice sometimes I suppose.

Second & Third, I want to thank each and every one of you for your prayers this summer. God moved as He promises to when we work in faith and for the glory of the Kingdom. You'll remember a while back I wrote that I felt the teens would begin praying with reckless abandon. Well, that has partly come true. Though they never prayed in front of the entire group there was always eager volunteers before meals and lots of questions about prayer and how it works were asked. So, that's a start. Keep praying that they'll keep praying.

Also thanks to those of you that supported me financially. Most of the YFC staff was shocked at how fast I raised my entire support for the summer. In fact, you gave me too much money! The remainder in my salary fund will go to YFC staffers who have had a hard time raising support. So your generosity with me will pour out onto other workers. Good deal, eh?!

Well, I suppose this is it, the end of North End Summer. Perhaps I'll update once more in a week or two when I have time to tell more specifically of the transformation that took place in both the teens and myself.

Word.