Teach Us to Number Our Days
Teach Us to Number Our Days
Psalm 90:12
So teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom.
My mom was an avid singer. It was not unusual for her to wake us up singing every morning. While cooking a meal, she’d belt out a chorus of her favorite song. Riding in the car was always a momentous occasion as we sang at the top of our lungs and to our hearts’ content. I remember one song in particular that she always sang; I never liked it. It was by Donnie Hathaway. The lyrics were so sad to me, “For all we know, we may never meet again. Before we go, make this moment sweet again. So, love me, love me tonight, Tomorrow was made for some, but tomorrow may never come, for all we know.”
The words were so heavy to me, even as a child. I didn’t like to think about tomorrow never coming. But if 2020 has taught us anything it is that human life is fragile and short. Man that is born of a woman is of few days and full of trouble (Job 14:1). Two viruses have been vying for full control in the last few weeks – COVID-19 and Racism 2020, and both have left us with the same notion, “I Can’t Breathe”.
These days it seems that heaviness consumes me. As I reflect on so much pain and anguish in the world, I search scriptures looking for relief, looking for answers, seeking that garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness.
Ecclesiastes 3 offers a tasty morsel of comfort as it’s words remind me that there is a time to be born and a time to die; a time to kill and a time to heal; a time to weep and a time to laugh; a time to mourn and a time to dance. In Psalm 90:12, the writer, who is thought to be Moses, also writes about time. “So, teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom.” It’s safe to say that to learn how to properly number our days, it takes wisdom. Wisdom is the principal thing; therefore get wisdom (Proverbs 4:7). Wisdom reminds us that we, nor our loved ones, will be here forever. Just as the sun rises, it sets, and we all have to go that way to get to our Father, unless we are like Enoch.
My grandmother is spoiled rotten and I am guilty! I stand accused (Isaac Hayes). I try to spoil her as much as possible. Death has taught me the importance of life - to number my days and love on my family, friends, and loved ones fiercely. That’s why when my grandmother calls me for Acetone to take her nails off, or to drive her to the other side of town to drop off a birthday card that could have been mailed, or to take her to the salon on my lunch break, or to drop off food that she cooked with love to my sister and uncle, I do so. For wisdom tells me that these moments are passing and “that man’s days are as grass: as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth. For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone; and the place thereof shall know it no more” (Proverbs 103:15-16).
So, I cherish my moments with my family and friends. I pray for them, root for them, call them randomly, and spend time when my schedule permits. I spoil Mrs. Ernestine Marie Madden Hunt. We have movie dates, dinner dates; we watch Family Feud and Perry Mason. I call her at least three or four times a week to check on her, drop off little red cards (Macy’s gift cards) on special occasions and tell her often that I love her.
Life is short. Ask God for what He would have you do with your days. Whether you are bringing others to Christ, interceding on behalf of the lost, cooking meals for your family, ministering at the homeless shelter, shining your light in dark places or singing songs of praise and worship wherever, you go, don’t forget to entrust your days to the Lord.
Ask God for the wisdom to value your days. We all have a date with death, but only God knows the exact date. We don’t have time to be caught up in temporary, material, worldly things. It’s important that we live in the consciousness that this world is not our home and we are just passing through. Our days are fleeting. So, what are you doing with that time that you’ve been given? Ask God for wisdom to make the most of your time. He’s gracious and will answer (James 1:5).
Remember to Live in the Red ~ Loved and Forgiven
#Loved
#Forgiven
#NumberingMyDays
Psalm 90:12
So teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom.
My mom was an avid singer. It was not unusual for her to wake us up singing every morning. While cooking a meal, she’d belt out a chorus of her favorite song. Riding in the car was always a momentous occasion as we sang at the top of our lungs and to our hearts’ content. I remember one song in particular that she always sang; I never liked it. It was by Donnie Hathaway. The lyrics were so sad to me, “For all we know, we may never meet again. Before we go, make this moment sweet again. So, love me, love me tonight, Tomorrow was made for some, but tomorrow may never come, for all we know.”
The words were so heavy to me, even as a child. I didn’t like to think about tomorrow never coming. But if 2020 has taught us anything it is that human life is fragile and short. Man that is born of a woman is of few days and full of trouble (Job 14:1). Two viruses have been vying for full control in the last few weeks – COVID-19 and Racism 2020, and both have left us with the same notion, “I Can’t Breathe”.
These days it seems that heaviness consumes me. As I reflect on so much pain and anguish in the world, I search scriptures looking for relief, looking for answers, seeking that garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness.
Ecclesiastes 3 offers a tasty morsel of comfort as it’s words remind me that there is a time to be born and a time to die; a time to kill and a time to heal; a time to weep and a time to laugh; a time to mourn and a time to dance. In Psalm 90:12, the writer, who is thought to be Moses, also writes about time. “So, teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom.” It’s safe to say that to learn how to properly number our days, it takes wisdom. Wisdom is the principal thing; therefore get wisdom (Proverbs 4:7). Wisdom reminds us that we, nor our loved ones, will be here forever. Just as the sun rises, it sets, and we all have to go that way to get to our Father, unless we are like Enoch.
My grandmother is spoiled rotten and I am guilty! I stand accused (Isaac Hayes). I try to spoil her as much as possible. Death has taught me the importance of life - to number my days and love on my family, friends, and loved ones fiercely. That’s why when my grandmother calls me for Acetone to take her nails off, or to drive her to the other side of town to drop off a birthday card that could have been mailed, or to take her to the salon on my lunch break, or to drop off food that she cooked with love to my sister and uncle, I do so. For wisdom tells me that these moments are passing and “that man’s days are as grass: as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth. For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone; and the place thereof shall know it no more” (Proverbs 103:15-16).
So, I cherish my moments with my family and friends. I pray for them, root for them, call them randomly, and spend time when my schedule permits. I spoil Mrs. Ernestine Marie Madden Hunt. We have movie dates, dinner dates; we watch Family Feud and Perry Mason. I call her at least three or four times a week to check on her, drop off little red cards (Macy’s gift cards) on special occasions and tell her often that I love her.
Life is short. Ask God for what He would have you do with your days. Whether you are bringing others to Christ, interceding on behalf of the lost, cooking meals for your family, ministering at the homeless shelter, shining your light in dark places or singing songs of praise and worship wherever, you go, don’t forget to entrust your days to the Lord.
Ask God for the wisdom to value your days. We all have a date with death, but only God knows the exact date. We don’t have time to be caught up in temporary, material, worldly things. It’s important that we live in the consciousness that this world is not our home and we are just passing through. Our days are fleeting. So, what are you doing with that time that you’ve been given? Ask God for wisdom to make the most of your time. He’s gracious and will answer (James 1:5).
Remember to Live in the Red ~ Loved and Forgiven
#Loved
#Forgiven
#NumberingMyDays
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