It's in the private places of the heart that freedom is made or unmade by the discipline we create there.
A callous disregard for the claims of innocent human life is the heart and soul of the evil of terrorism.
Harden our hearts. To the innocents in the womb and we have hardened our hearts. To the need for compassion and mercy and. Fellow feeling. And charity. And decency in this world.
The heart of government, coated with whatever velvet gloves you want to put on it, is a mailed fist of force and coercion.
The idea of a terrorist attack that assaults innocent human beings in a building, or a mall or a restaurant is bad enough--yet the terrorist mind that looks at a passenger plane and sees the fuel and the intensity of the blast, and sees the rocket engines that will carry it into the heart of destruction like a cruise missile, but who does not see the humanity of one single soul on that airplane is the chilling truth of what we're up against.
