WHEN WILL THIS EVER END?

     I have spent the entire day watching the funerals, reading articles and now seeing the complete funerals as broadcast over  the Internet. I cannot stop crying. I cannot stop admiring the parents of these three boys, the courage and faith they have shown and that they encourage. For Rachael Fraenkel to stand at her child's funeral after a beast killed him and say that there is always a reason and that no prayer or act of chesed (kindness) is ever in vain, for all the parents to cry for their sons ripped from them in so horrid a way - it is beyond words.
     I write this more for myself than for any other reason. But I am not as strong as these parents. I am angry, burning angry. I shout at G-d, "Why? Why? How much longer must we see our best taken from us? How much longer do we need to have martyrs? Must we now resort to "Ayin tachat ayin" - an eye for an eye? Do You not hear their blood cry out from the earth even as the blood of Hevel _Abel - cried out?
     Tens of thousands of people made their way to the funerals and the cemetery. The country turned itself inside out in order to be there and stood there quiet, crying, thinking who knows what? Dear Lord, we need an answer. We need help. We need a strong world that will be brave enough to not only see but SAY the truth and not think that kowtowing, appeasement is the way to go. As the head of the school stated, (and I paraphrase), we are NOT going away. The school will remain, the population will remain, we will continue to trust in G-d and we are here - forever.

Ralph Waldo Emerson said, "What lies behind you and what lies in front of you, pales in comparison to what lies inside you."
The world needs to hear that. These boys lived the life of a good person, brother to their siblings, role model and good son to loving parents. They sang, they laughed - and they died. We know that what lies in front of them is a special place at the side of G-d and His angels and we know that what lay inside of them was special, so special that it was too much for this world. The evil ones could not tolerate it and so now they are gone. Yet they will remain with us, never to be forgotten - and to be avenged. 

How many more children must we lose to hatred. How many more?

REST IN PEACE EYAL  GILAD   NAFTALI

MAY YOUR MEMORY BE A BLESSING