(Josh)

Dear Loyal blog followers,

The last of the Intern is back stateside. After 68 days in Honduras, I have returned.  And I do have to say, I was not to excited about leaving.  Yes, seeing my family, my friends, and of course my dog (you da best ginger) were all things that I was looking forward to, but I felt as though my “ministry time” was ending, as if La Ceiba, Honduras was the only place that I could glorify God by showing His love; however, after thinking about it for a few days, returning has been much less bitter and much more sweet than I had anticipated, because I began to realize something–our purpose as Christians is not to glorify God only on missions trips, or only on special occasions.  I am just as capable of serving, glorifying and enjoying the God I have come to love and adore here in the suburbs of Boston as I am in the villages of La Ceiba Honduras.

This is something that has given me peace while trying to readjust to American culture of schedules and slow-drivers.

This summer has been amazing, and I owe much of that to my two counterparts (Amy, Jamie) .

Please keep La Ceiba in your hearts, as the mission team there will be going through some changes fairly quickly.  The Pettengills are leaving on a 6-month furlough to the States in September, and The McCanns are expecting their third child in early November.

And thank you all once again fro your continued financial and prayer support, you heard the call of Christ and you responded, and for that we are forever grateful.

God Bless,

The Intern

Last few weeks.

(Josh, the last remaining intern)

These last few weeks have definitely been a whirlwind–we have had three teams in a row (the last one left this morning.)

Our main focus with these teams has been building a new house for a single mom named Maria, as well as our regularly scheduled ministries such as English classes, kids club, and med clinics; it has been amazing how fast this summer has flown by!!

Here is maria’s house, after 1 week of work:

With the next team, we took a busload of children to the beach.

arriving at the beach:

Playing in the water:

climbing the sketchy observation tower (closest thing you can find to a lifeguard chair in La Ceiba)

and here is Maria’s house and it stands today, after three weeks of construction.

Jamie left just under two weeks age, Amy left last week, and I leave this Tuesday.  I don’t think I have fully processed the fact that I am leaving this place that I have called home for the past two months (not to mention all last year.)  Leaving last summer was difficult, but I was almost certain that I was returning this summer.  Now, leaving for the second time, and looking forward to my future summer plans, I don’t know if La Ceiba fits.  Will I be back–yes.  But will I be back for an extended stay, where I will be able to reconnect on a deeper level with so many people that I have ministered to over the last two years–who knows.  Please pray that God would cover me a (as well as Jamie and Amy) with his peace as I leave this place that has become my home.