If we are able somehow to have a future, our posterity will find us savage. They will see what now we are seeing in the cities of Ukraine and the villages of the Eastern Congo.
If we survive these days, as I surely believe we will, there will still be time, and urgency, to make a choice. We can decide that war as indefensible. We can put the full strength of our will and purpose behind this effort.
I don’t have many answers as to how we can achieve this. This is not the time to advocate this alternative or that. Such will only divide us further. Uniting comes first, agreeing that this goal is more important than any other global purpose.
The continuation of war as an extension of national purpose or personal ambition will lead at some point to unimaginable global destruction.
The loss of any single life, however, of combatants and noncombatants, of the new born and the old, of all who have been given the miraculous promise of living is a tragedy beyond understanding.
Don’t turn away from the TV screen. It is happening now, while we are alive, on our watch. We are doing this to ourselves. That is your child being turned into the trench of dead bodies. That is your grandmother desolate over the loss of home and future.
These are days of judgment, spoken upon us all.