כִּי אֵיכָכָה אוּכַל, וְרָאִיתִי, בָּרָעָה, אֲשֶׁר-יִמְצָא אֶת-עַמִּי; וְאֵיכָכָה אוּכַל וְרָאִיתִי, בְּאָבְדַן מוֹלַדְתִּי -
for how can I endure to see the evil that shall come unto my people? or how can I endure to see the destruction of my kindred?
I woke up this morning and cried.
Cried that we live in a world where people can be massacred by Palestinian terrorists.
Cried for the innocent lives that were lost.
Cried because of the horror that is people eating sweets in celebration of these murders.
Cried because the world media has currently all but ignored this story, whereas if it had been a Palestinian family massacred, this would have been all over the news. (See the Prime Minister's amazing speech here.)
Cried because of the evil that exists in our world.
Cried because of these pictures.
These children were no threat to Hamas or any adult. They were murdered because they were Jewish and Israeli and for no other reason than that.
That is what evil looks like.