By Austin Dillon I remember my eighth grade Sunday school teacher telling our class, “There are no coincidences.” He taught us that even what seem like random occurrences can be evidence of divine guidance working in our lives. After reflecting upon where I am and how I got here, I would have to be oblivious not to notice all the small “coincidences” that created the skills, the opportunities, and the dreams it took to propel me to where I am. But, as my teacher said, these instances are not coincidences at all; rather, they are the fingerprints of God left upon the unfinished project that is my life’s purpose. Before high school, I was confident that I wanted to become a research oncologist (well, as confident as a middle school student could be). I had dreamt the same dream since I was about four years old. I was certain that I was meant to impact the world of medicine. Flash forward six years and here I sit, writing a blog for the McConnell Sch...
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