At 12 years old, my sister looked at the adults, the teachers, the church, and the “good families” around her and said, “If that’s what faith looks like, I don’t want it.” She wasn’t rejecting God. She was rejecting hypocrisy. She saw a boy who was struggling and a system that chose convenience over compassion. She felt the gap between what was preached and what was practiced—and she refused to shrink herself to fit it. That’s leadership.