A cornered enemy is the most dangerous enemy of all. History has taught this lesson in blood, and we dare not forget it in a moment of adrenaline. When a regime built on fanaticism feels the walls closing in, it does not surrender gracefully; it thrashes. It claws. It fires wildly in every direction. Victory parades are for later. Now is the hour for vigilance.

Our hearts break for the lives already lost. Each name is a universe. Each funeral is a world collapsed into a grave. We sit comfortably in our kitchens and living rooms, but our brothers and sisters in Israel sit in reinforced rooms—safe rooms that are anything but safe for the soul. Children are counting seconds between sirens. Mothers are pretending not to tremble. Fathers are pretending not to calculate worst-case scenarios. Anxiety has become the national soundtrack.

And yet there they stand.

Young Israeli soldiers, barely older than the students in our yeshivot........

© The Times of Israel (Blogs)