Our Fall and Our Rise
Some fall into shadows, Some rise to the sky, It’s not in the laughter, Nor hidden in cry— It lives […]
Some fall into shadows, Some rise to the sky, It’s not in the laughter, Nor hidden in cry— It lives […]
The desire to serve humanity does not suddenly arise one day. More often, it is quietly shaped—by our childhood mornings,
It’s December. For some, the month overflows with celebration, lights, laughter, and gratitude. For others, it feels heavy—something to simply
All I have is a hug, a tight hug for you. If I could, I’d take your pain, and let
Hope may not be easy, but trust in God is the rope. It’s truly a difficult tune, yet if you
Let us begin with a few questions to awaken reflection. Who are you? How old are you? Are you content,
In my childhood, I often wondered — why do writers describe life in such a heavy and brooding way? Hahaha…