Particularly poignant was the image of God staying up all night, crying out three times a night about how miserable it was that he destroyed his own palace. Reading this on the day we hear נחמו נחמו עמי in the haftarah, a week after Tisha B'Av offered me a powerful way to think about remorse. I find it easy to be angry at God - and to encourage others to do the same - when catastrophes plague our lives. Yet perhaps God reacts to God's own actions with the same amount of reflection as we do to our mistakes: facing many sleepless nights in "timeout," thinking about what we've done.
This was never the God I envisioned...
