In Parshat Emor, Moses instructs the Israelites about the sanctification of time, the sacred calendar that structures Jewish life across the year. Shabbat. Passover. Shavuot. Sukkot. Each holiday carries its own purpose and memory, its own particular way of stopping the clock to commemorate what actually matters — the fact of creation itself, the Exodus, the journey through the wilderness to receive Torah, the harvest. What strikes me, reading this portion as a father, is that the Jewish calendar is not merely suggesting that its people cultivate presence: it is structurally engineering it. It is building the sacred stop into the architecture of the week, the month, the year, because there’s something about human nature we are still failing to fully reckon with: that without the intentional stop, time evaporates.