My heart breaks to know that you faced death alone; my baby brother, my baby sister.
The day we do not sincerely remember the cost of this country's freedom is the day we have lost ourselves, and the day that history will begin to repeat itself.
80 days ago, Aiia Maasarwe was catching a tram home. Yesterday, I wore a dress. 41 days ago, I spent an entire night crying out to God in bitterness and anguish. Tonight, I should be writing an essay on prayer.
Muslim or Christian; whose life is more worth mourning? | This blog calls out the immature reaction of Christians to the Christchurch shooting.
"I experienced the depths of grief and despair over the death of a girl I had never known." --- This piece was both a reflection of how I had been affected by the horrific tragedy and a desperate plea from an utterly broken heart.
While our generation seems to love the idea of "truth" and "meditation", we have lost the ability to meditate on truth.
The forgotten message of Disney's Frozen - that true love is sacrifice, and that freedom is found in love, not isolation.