We have to help them

Tears. Hers for her family, shot at a checkpoint, the blood of her parents staining her hands and clothes. Mine, for her, and for the inhumanity that can lead to this.

How can we let this be? How can this go on! We have to stop it somehow. It has to end! There are too many children being damaged too badly, at an age where they should be skipping stones at the creek, not trying to understand the crimson stains on their hands.

I feel completely powerless, completely. How do we persuade people that violence cannot give justice, and that bullets are not a synonym for liberty! How do we call for nations to conduct themselves righteously as they deal abroad?

Be angry but do not sin; do not let the sun go down on your anger, and do not leave room for the devil.

The thief must no longer steal, but rather labor, doing honest work with his own hands, so that he may have something to share with one in need. No foul language should come out of your mouths, but only such as is good for needed edification, that it may impart grace to those who hear.

And do not grieve the holy Spirit of God, with which you were sealed for the day of redemption. All bitterness, fury, anger, shouting, and reviling must be removed from you, along with all malice. And be kind to one another, compassionate, forgiving one another as God has forgiven you in Christ.

Ephesians 4:26-32