Since the dawn of creation there have been both good and evil in the hearts of men and of women. We all contain the seeds of kindnesses or the seeds of violence.

The death of my wonderful daughter Rachel Joy Scott, and deaths of that heroic teacher and the other children who died, must not be in vain. Their blood cries out for answers.

The first recorded act of violence was when Cain slew his brother Abel out in the field. The villain was not the club he used. Neither was it the NCA, the National Club Association. The true killer was Cain and reason for the murder could only be found in Cain's heart.

In the days that followed the Columbine tragedy. I was amazed at how quickly fingers began to be pointed at groups such as the NRA.

I am not a member of the NRA. I am not a hunter. I do not even own a gun. I am not here to represent or defend the NRA, because I don't believe that they are responsible for my daughter's death. Therefore, I do not believe that they need to be defended. If I believed they had anything to do with Rachel's murder, I would be their strongest opponent.

I am here today to declare that Columbine was not just a tragedy, it was a spiritual event that should be forcing us to look at where the real blame lies. Much of that blame lies here in this room. Much of that blame lies behind the pointing fingers of the accusers themselves.

I wrote a poem just four nights ago that expresses my feelings best. This was written way before I knew I would be speaking here today.

Your laws ignore our deepest needs,
Your words are empty air,
You've stripped away our heritage,
You've outlawed simple prayer,

Now gunshots fill our classrooms,
And precious children die,
Your seek for answers everywhere,
And ask the question. "Why,"

You regulate restrictive laws,
Through legislative creed,
And yet you fail to understand,
That God is what we need!