This morning I apologized to God.
I prayed along the lines of "God, I know You're eternal, and outside of time, so You may wonder why I focus on these anniversaries."
Then I realized how silly I was being. God created time and seasons, for one thing. For another, Jesus lived and died in real time. Yet again, God created ceremonies around time. New moon festivals. The Day of Atonement. Passover.
So God created us with a need to commemorate events. What a relief. He understands. He welcomes it.
Still we scream at the heavens. Mom ran across Jolene's obituary in her papers today. She emailed me, saying, "It can't be true. I don't want it to be true. Yet I know it is."
Still, I come to tonight in peace.
My daughter-in-law is almost halfway through her pregnancy. Now, there's a date I welcome in advance.