Hamas has made me hate. How can I pray for peace?

I’m beginning to come to terms with the fact that I am feeling hate — an unsettling, unfamiliar emotion for me.

And I’m not alone. Congregants who have viewed themselves as peace-loving, balanced and open have talked about the murder of Shiri Bibas and her children, the locked caskets, the unidentified body in place of Shiri’s, and the fact that two of the remaining hostages were made to attend the ceremony where their brethren were freed with vitriol. These congregants spit out invective against Hamas, but it doesn’t stop there. “Maybe it would just be better to burn the whole place down,” they say, only to catch themselves with looks of horror.