What’s happening in Palestine right now is horrifying.
As a child, I read about the horrors of history and wondered how anyone could be so cruel---or how others could support such inhumanity. Today, I see similar cruelty unfolding in real time---in Gaza, Syria, Ukraine---where innocent lives are being reduced to statistics. It breaks something inside.
I’ve always believed in hope, in light even during darkness. But lately, that hope is shaken. How can anyone justify killing children? How can we stay silent?
You don’t need to belong to any religion or nation to stand against injustice. You just need a heart. Yet, I see people arguing, “Where was your voice when this happened?” As if empathy is conditional. As if compassion must be earned.
Grief isn't a competition. You don’t need a flawless history to speak up. If you feel pain when you see suffering, that’s enough. That’s human.
My prayers are with the victims. May their pain be acknowledged. May our humanity rise above politics and division.