I've lived in this country for 21 years (as of next month). I can't count how many times we have been on the brink of war; on the edge of yet another series of days of endless worry as we listen to the news and wonder how and when it will end and if this time, like the last time, was just another instance of cutting back the top of the plant without destroying the roots.
It's really all about the roots - the roots of violence, of hatred, of endless attempts to accomplish what they failed in 1929, 1936, 1948, 1956, 1967, 1973, 1982, 2000, 2006, 2008, 2012....by violence and almost every year in between, before and after, by political maneuverings, propaganda, and outright lies.
We are, once again, where we were in 2008 when my oldest son was sent to war and again in 2012, when he was again called up as part of a mobilization of reserve forces.
Then, as now, the option of where we go - forward to war or back away from the brink, rests with Gaza and Hamas. Meanwhile, we passed another Shabbat with tremendous violence - over 15 rockets, rioting, buses damaged from more attacks...the brink seems closer today than it has in a long, long time.