15 Seconds at Sunset

I went for Shabbat dinner last night at an Israeli friend's house. She had recently returned from a month-long visit in Israel. She told of watching a magnificent sunset one evening with her two kids. They were within 10 miles of the zone. The zone that gets 100 missiles a day from Gaza. That's more than 4 every hour according to my math. As they were engrossed in the divinely inspired canvass, two fighter jets flew overhead. She and her family watched the bombs regurgitate from the steel mouths of the planes. Then the ground rumbled, like an earthquake. Consequently, they saw 2 missiles leaving Gaza towards Israel.

A friend of hers heard the sirens screaming over the loud speakers "Red Alert, Red Alert, Red Alert." Her friend knew she then had 15 seconds to get to the safe room. She grabbed her 2 year old child and ran to the "Safe room", their bathroom, with it's concrete walls and no windows. As she closed the doors, a missile hit, sucking out all the windows in the rest of the house.

This mother told me friend, "I couldn't take it anymore, so we hightailed it to a northern Kibbutz". Unfortunately, that kibbutz has been constantly bombed with the newer, further reaching missiles.
I asked my friend how she was able to not get confused in the mayhem? How could she continue to resist the actions that Israel is taking while being surrounded by so much devastation?
She told me that the continued bombing and killing on both sides have gotten the peace process no where. It has strenghtened the Hamas radicals. For the last three years, Israel's mission was to suffocate Gaza and weaken Hamas by placing an embargo on food and medicine and cutting off water and electricity. In their desperation, People have been more than willing to give their wasting away bodies to the cause that will grant them martyrdom.
What might be the solution to this massive spiritual, physical and emotional crisis? She said she didn't know. Maybe Israel should start flooding the area with financial assistance. It seems that when people are in better economic standing, when their families have sustenance and do not fear for their lives, they tend to be less willing to join radical factions.
What will it be then? A newer, better, far-reaching bomb or truckloads of food and medicine? Which would your child rather eat?