“The days of our lives are seventy years; and if by reason of strength they are eighty years. Yet their boast is only labor and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away… so teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.” Psalm 90:10,12
In our youth, seventy or eighty years seems a lifetime away. With innocence and wonder we look on those who are older and declare, “Wow, you’re ancient!” We spend our childhood wishing to be older, wishing for the freedom of a car, of adulthood, of making our own choices.
It seems we lay down to rest and wake up to discover we are adults. Childhood has passed away, replaced with schedules and responsibilities. Still we wish away time – wish to be married, wish to have children, wish it were the weekend, etc.
Seventy or eighty years passes by like a vapor. We are here today and gone tomorrow.
Do we really live in an understanding of this? Do we comprehend that we can never re-live today and these moments?
Death is an every present reminder of life’s brevity, but we often overlook it until it hits close to home.
Today my heart is heavy. Today the brevity of life stares me in the face.
My grandma passed away this morning, leaving this world for the glory of Heaven where she is no longer in pain, no longer in need of shots, no longer suffering. I hear there is a gorgeous layer of snow today as well, a final gift from God for her on this earth.
Please pray for my dad and his family and if you are near to them please give them the hugs and comfort I cannot provide.
May God teach us to number our days that we may gain a heart of wisdom… that we may take every opportunity to show others His love.
