I found that the love of Christ is demonstrated through our fellow humans. The Bible is a magical, mystical book full of promises of peace. The Bible was written by men for all people as a roadmap to peace. For 57 years, I have come to realize that God’s work is truly our own.

Once we decide that we do not want war anymore, we can effect change. Presidents and Kings are only human. We are surrounded by humans. Our problems have been caused by us, and we can change the trajectory of killing and hunger, want and deprivation. We need not look for a Heavenly Calvary but Peacemakers on Earth.

We are frozen in place, waiting for someone else to do the job. We watch suffering all around us and wonder where the Shock Troops are. Elected leaders are sent to their offices by us.

‘So I think that genocide is a war crime no matter who does it,’ Chet said. ‘When you starve a people, including women and children, to death in the name of retaliation for wrongs they have done you…you have lost the battle,’ Chet observed. ‘God sees all humanity as his children…to believe anything less than this is a prescription for disaster,’ Chet said with tears in his eyes.

How do we kill our way to Peace? How do we murder, maim, and brutalize people to cause them to want to see things our way? How is it that a nation murdered children last night to talk about Peace today?

We work to live and pay our rent. We must go to the grocery store and pay our taxes. Our medicine is getting increasingly expensive with no end in sight. Congress passes legislation that is punitive to poor people. Yet many say that this must be God’s will.

The President said this morning that we have the greatest weapons in the world…but what if there is no one left to admire them?

When is there enough killing? When will the photos of babies with bloated bellies repel us enough to do something about their condition?

We live in a rich nation and yet plead poverty when it comes to helping the poor. We have plenty of money for another missile or tank, but the hungry are on their own.

Soon we will have expelled thousands of hard-working immigrants. We old folks will have to get our farming clothes on and prepare to pick apples…