@Athaliah 31 August 2025

I saw a woman wandering the streets she had nothing with her. Her clothes were worn and tattered, her body marked by dirt and exhaustion. She seemed lost, with no clear destination in mind. As I watched, I imagined myself in her place, what if one day, I found myself in the same situation? Alone, without support, stripped of everything familiar. The thought made me wonder: in such a moment, could I still find the strength to fall to my knees not just to survive, but to rise again with purpose and dignity? Could I find redemption and meaning even when everything else seemed lost? In her, I saw a life I could have lived. It made me realize anyone can fall, everyone deserves a chance to rise, but the choice to rise is still ours.