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A Different Kind of Counselor

I am a counselor in our public schools and work with young people ages 11 to 18. The issues I help guide my students through cover a spectrum of severity and need: everything from determining what classes to select for the next school year to grief in the midst of tragedy. I have two degrees, one Read More

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Different Kind of Environmental Educator

Graduation from Olivet Nazarene University scared me, not because of all the responsibilities that come with it but not knowing what my vocation would be. I had no idea what I wanted to do and was becoming dissatisfied with life and knew there was more I could be doing to make a difference in my Read More

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Different Kind of Artist

During my Mission Year I struggled with a lot around me. My everyday was suddenly filled with moments of darkness, noticing injustices  that I never experienced growing up in suburban Georgia. Many days, if I’m being honest, I would try to get through without having to feel or take notice of the brokenness around me. Read More

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A Different Kind of Chaplain

When people ask me why I became a chaplain, I always find myself starting with “well… I did this thing called Mission Year.”  At first glance, the two are not necessarily related. However, I find that I can’t tell the story of why I spend my days sitting in hospital rooms, nursing homes, or living Read More

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A Different Kind of Student

I look around during a lecture on human anatomy and see a student on their phone checking Facebook. I see a pair of students watching a movie on their laptop, someone sleeping, another pair laughing at how the professor spoke. A third of the class isn’t even here, and hasn’t shown up except for the exams. In Read More

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A Different Kind of Neighbor

Absolutely not. That was my knee-jerk reaction to being told that one of the most powerful things I could do with my life was to live in one place for the entirety of it. I was in week one of Mission Year, gathered with a large group of other team members for National Orientation, and Read More

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A Different Kind of Observer

One thing Mission Year taught me was to observe. To be present in the moment and connected to the sights, sounds, and people around me. Mostly through being without, not having the things I was used to having, causing me to become attuned to my environment. I felt like I was always waiting during my Read More

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A Different Kind of Traveler

During my Mission Year, I lived in a house, which was less than a mile from my grandma’s old house. I sat with my housemates and downed Varsity’s Frosted Oranges, which I had first slurped as a kid. I walked up and down hilly streets, which I had once walked with my youth group. Atlanta Read More

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Where Do I Go From Here?

This is now third trimester of Mission Year and I am determined to make the most of it. How am I to make sure that I do that? Well I believe that it starts with not living like Mission Year is over and taking it one day at a time. Why did I decide to Read More

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A Different Kind of Lawyer

I know, I know. You’re probably thinking, “What a sellout. This guy just did Mission Year so he could put it on his resume, scale the ivory towers of academia, and find his place in the middle class.” And you would be well justified in thinking so. Indeed, the values of humility, simplicity, and relationship-based Read More

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A Different Kind Of Nurse

Prior to committing to Mission Year, I was 5 years into my career as a registered nurse in an inpatient, acute care setting in Tulsa, Oklahoma. I was confident and comfortable. There’s danger in comfort sometimes. It can lead to complacency, stagnation, and potentially stunt one’s personal growth. I found myself in that place where Read More

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