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I am once again back from a Global Mission Intern (GMI) placement and that means that it’s time to itinerate again – visiting churches across the United States speaking about my work in… Continue reading
I am once again back from a Global Mission Intern (GMI) placement and that means that it’s time to itinerate again – visiting churches across the United States speaking about my work in… Continue reading
When did Hungary begin to feel like home? Honestly, when I left. And then even more so when I returned. We always remember things more fondly after a bit of space, I… Continue reading
Many friends and family back in the US have noticed a distinct difference in the way I discuss (or don’t discuss) my work with refugees since moving to Greece, as opposed to… Continue reading
I recently went back to Budapest, Hungary (where I lived for two years as a Global Mission Intern with the Reformed Church in Hungary) for a 10-day holiday and was amazed and… Continue reading
I’ve found that when I move abroad and am constantly surrounded by foreign languages, my brain sometimes panics and speaks in whatever foreign language feels the most familiar – even if it’s… Continue reading
Having a spectacular spiritual sojourner, Melinda, during my YASC year in Westford, MA was critical to my staying in the program and undergoing so much personal growth. During my eleven months with… Continue reading
As many of you know, getting my visa for my upcoming GMI placement in Greece has not been easy. What we initially thought was going to be a quick six weeks back… Continue reading
I’ve been back in the United States for 40 days now and things are starting to feel back to normal. Since arriving to Ohio on October 1st, I’ve been spending my days itinerating… Continue reading
To all those who have been vulnerable with me, I thank you from the bottom of my heart. Your insights, raw emotions, and shared solidarity have had a huge impact on my… Continue reading
Hungary’s transit zones on the Serbian-Hungarian border are considered to be “no man’s land” by the government. A Hungarian colleague of mine, however, calls them something quite different – modern day concentration… Continue reading