So, teach us to number our days,
That we may present to
Thee a heart of wisdom. NASV
Teach us to realize the brevity of life,
so that we may grow in wisdom.
Number of days, numbering your days, numbering mine.
I am 60 years old. My mom is 88, about to be 89 years old. I have a son that turns 40 in October. Have I numbered my days? Did my mom? Does my son?
My life is filled with days that are blurry. There are even some that are a total fog. But, God says we should number our days.
We have no idea what tomorrow holds. We could be here on this earth for another ten minutes or another ten years. So why number our days? So that we may grow in wisdom.
Because our days are important. Next in this same chapter we read these words.
O LORD, come back to us!
How long will you delay?
Take pity on your servants!
Satisfy us each morning with your unfailing love,
so we may sing for joy to the end of our lives.
Give us gladness in proportion to our former misery!
Replace the evil years with good.
Let us, your servants see you work again;
let our children see your glory.
And may the Lord our God show us his approval
and make our efforts successful.
Yes, make our efforts successful!
Psalms 90:12-17 NLT
Our days are important. Our work is to be important. The work of our hands to be successful.
But I am caught in the understanding of numbering our days.
I have been known to go days without really thinking about the fact that I have seen an entire month go by and not taken notice. I have done my job, met with people, sometimes made plans in advance and seen those plans through, but the days still have passed by without much notice being taken.
Journals are a wonderful way to number my days.
As are calendars.
As is planning in advance, or finding time to recap the day, week, or month. But when we live in a world that is centered around just us and our ins and outs, we will fly through our days and the important things will have been missed and the unimportant things will have been forgotten.
I spent this past weekend with two of my children, their wives and their children. I was amazed how I went into grandma mode. The hubbub, the activity, the meals and their preparations, the life bursting out of the seems.
There were chalky drawings on our driveway, flower vases filled with my garden flowers, and puppy love and good food. We laughed, we cried, we argued, we hugged. But did I count my days? Yes, from the moment they arrived I counted down until they would exit my door. And I treasured each moment.
Could I be like that on a daily basis. Maybe it would be better to ask, "Should I be like that on a daily basis?"
I think it would be a good thing to handle each day as if it were my last and most precious.
Why would I want to do this?
I want to grow in wisdom.
So, the brevity of life needs to be in our presence of mind. We need to value each and every day.
How do I do this?
I wonder if it simply comes back to recognizing, as I did this weekend, that the time will end and each moment is precious to remember.
If that is the case, how am I to remember it? I believe it is best if I remember it by logging it into a daily log, or a journal. For you i might be a picture diary. Or a calendar. Whatever way it is best for you to log in the day, I encourage you to do it.
The more we do it the more we realize the details that would normally fly by unnoticed. Wisdom comes from observing these days in and out. And by numbering them, noticing them, finding value in them they are given the well-deserved praise to God for them.
"Let the favor of the Lord our God be upon us; and do confirm for us the work of our hands; yes, confirm the work of our hands." NASV
We can be satisfied in our mornings. We can sing for joy and be glad in our days.
However, I think it isn't as easy to do this if we are not numbering our days. By taking time to ponder our days, write down what has happened we slow down to observe what has transpired throughout those days. And by doing that whole counting and numbering thing with our days, we just made them more valid to me than they were three hours ago.
My mom has been a good journal writer. However, as age increases abilities decrease and she can no longer write her days events down. She will also admit, she has been better about this concept more since she turned 60 than before.
But think about that. she is almost 90. That means that in the last 30 years she has been more aware of her days. And she has gained some wisdom in that.
My sons keep journals and I know that each day brings joy and sadness of its own. I'm glad they know this. I am glad that they journal. I am glad that they are trying to learn how to number their days.
So, today I want to reassert the importance of counting our days.
May you begin today and may wisdom grow in your counting of them.
For God to be glorified we ask that our days will be numbered and that wisdom will be grown. That we will work again, and that our efforts are successful.
May your days be blessed.
Robyn & Biff Cox
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