Thursday, July 10, 2014

The Miracles of Israel

You'd think after several days of this, the Palestinians would understand.

This morning, yet again, they fired a rocket at Israel - it hit in the small and beautiful cit of Netivot. I've been there - the first word that came to mind was gentle. It's a gentle town. Sweet, helpful. Netivot.

The rocket landed...right next to a nursery school - in the year where the children play. Damage was caused to the building - but who cares? None of our babies were hurt. That's what they are - our children, our babies. A miracle.

Yesterday, a missile crashed through the roof of a house in the south - destroying much that was there. It devastated the room into which it landed - the bedroom of a 3-year-old and a 5-year-old. Tired of all the worry and the tension, the parents of the children decided to take their summer holiday a bit early. They went to the beautiful, southern city of Eilat...only to hear that their house had been practically destroyed - but who cares? This precious family was not hurt. That's what they are - a precious family. A miracle.

This morning, yet again, Palestinians shot at Tel Aviv, almost to Haifa, to Mitzpe Ramon in the south and Dimona towards the east. They have fired at more cities and towns than I can name - here are some - Nes Ziona, Rechovot, Zichron Yakov, Maagalim, Sderot, Ashkelon, Ashdod, Netivot, Be'er Tuvia, Beit Shemesh, Tel Aviv, Bat Yam, Jerusalem, Shaar HaNegev, Sdot Negev, Beersheva, Alumim.

In all these hours, in all these cities, in all these attacks - no one has been killed. A few have been wounded - almost all lightly. All miracles. Gifts from God. The Colonel who was interviewed on the radio this morning referred to the Iron Dome - to the amazing work it is doing in saving lives - as "holy".

Miracles. Holy blessings.

This morning, Israel suffered its first casualties and even in this, we can smile and find the miracle. Gaza fired a rocket...that killed 10 cows. I love animals. I really do (except for Coco, our African gray parrot...we have a love/hate relationship). I love small animals, but I love big ones too.

I love elephants - I think they are my favorite animal and I think cows have a great life, or mostly. There's something beautiful about how they fill a pasture and slowly walk through the fields.

And this morning, Gaza killed 10 of them. I wonder if the animal rights experts will now get involved and condemn the Palestinians. I've heard nothing from most human rights agencies about how they are firing at us, nothing about the fact that some 5 million people are now within range...

I have heard that Gaza has over 50 dead...there was the Islamic Jihad commander in charge of rocket fire killed in a targeted killing. To my way of thinking, the number is 50 so long as Gaza refused to separate combatants and non-combatants. The vast majority of the 50 were combatants - men determined to take on the might of the Israeli army (and the God who protects us). Their deaths are as meaningless to me as their lives.

As to the non-combatants - these two must be divided. There are the true innocents (like the four teenagers who were recently murdered in Israel; three Israeli children - Eyal, Gilad and Naftali - murdered by Palestinians, and one Arab boy - Mohammed - who it appears was murdered by Jews) and then there are the cows - they too were innocent. And then, there are those who are called innocent but chose to put themselves in danger.

Those Palestinians "civilians" who went BACK into the home of a Palestinian terrorist to protect the building and got hurt, become accomplices. We don't protect our buildings, we protect our lives. We don't put our leaders in bunkers, we put our children there.

And each day, each rocket attack, we thank the Protector of Israel for the miracles He gives us this day, each day.

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