Teach us to number our days aright,
That we may gain a heart of wisdom.
PSALM 90:12 (NIV)
We count a lot of things, but the one thing we ought to count the most is probably the one thing we count the least. How many of us number our days, as we’re directed in verse 12?
We number everything else so easily. We know how much money we have in the bank. Farmers number their sheep and cattle. Restaurants number meals served in a week. Gardeners can tell you how many tomato plants are in the backyard.
Yet we find it hard to number something so precious as our days. Perhaps that’s because we see our days stretching on and on. They seem infinite, and so there is no need, we think, to number them.
But things we fail to account for, we waste. That’s why it is wise to ask God to teach us to consider each day separate from the next, distinct in its purpose, unique in the way it is to be lived. When we finally arrive in heaven, we will be surprised by many things – but nothing will amaze us more than how short life on earth really was.
Joni Eareckson Tada
“Lord, remind me how brief my time on earth will be.
Remind me that my days are numbered –
How fleeting my life is.
You have made my life no longer than the width of my hand.
My entire lifetime is just a moment to you;
At best, each of us is but a breath.”
We are merely moving shadows,
And all our busy rushing ends in nothing.
We heap up wealth not knowing who will spend it.
And so, Lord, where do I put my hope?
My only hope is in you.
PSALM 39:4-7 (NLT)
On the journey with you,
Jan & Dave Dravecky