My 91st birthday has come
with gusto and gone with the rest of my birthdays.
A large stack of
birthday greeting cards with personal notes filled my real-time
rural mailbox and also my email inbox with digital/audio greetings and
singing and phone calls. My doorbell rang with deliveries of several
lovely bouquets. I greatly appreciated everyone's thoughtfulness.
Then it was out to lunch with family and the evening was topped off
going to the movies with a son and grandson—“Finding Dori”—if
you'd like to know.
Among the gifts I received is the
creatively personalized mug pictured here from a special friend. The
inscription on the mug declares “33,237
days old” calculating
my current age. It reminds me of the verse, "Teach us to number
our days aright, that we may gain a heart of wisdom" (Psalm
90:12). Translations of that verse vary somewhat. The word “number”
is sometimes translated “count” our days. The mug inscription
then ends with the question, “But
who's counting?”
I knew
there must be some gold to mine if I tried to unpack the answer to
that question more carefully and biblically. I explored who
was supposed to do the counting and the context. “Teach us.” Who
is the Psalmist (this happens to be a Psalm by Moses) addressing? The
entire Psalm is a prayer to God. Apparently we have to learn to do
this numbering or counting carefully and with knowledge if we want a
wise heart. But we don't appear to have all the information. We don't
know the number of our days, so how can we know if “our number is
up”? The number is known only to God—and He has decided that it
is better for us not to know. Jesus did let us know our limits: by
being anxious, we can't add even another day to our life span. It's
out of our control. The exact number is already settled. We can't
“count on” many days, many years. In fact, we can't count on
having any tomorrow. (James 4:13-15)
The result of knowing how to count
right is so that we will be wise in how we spend our lives in view of
the “brevity of life” and in order to “appreciate the shortness
of our days,” according to some translations. James 4:14 poses the
question, "What is your life? You are a mist (vapor) that
appears for a little while and then vanishes." If I need another
reminder, Isaiah 40:6 and 7 declares, "All flesh is grass, and
all its loveliness is like the flower of the field. The grass
withers, the flower fades, when the breath of the Lord blows upon it.
Surely the people are grass." First Peter 1:24 echoes the grass
metaphor. When we finally arrive in Heaven, we will most likely be
surprised by many things, but nothing will amaze us more than how
short life on earth really was.
When I was young, I mistakenly viewed
my days as stretching endlessly. They seemed almost infinite and so,
I reasoned, there wasn't any need to number them or to think about
them ending. Many of them seemed trivial, mundane, ordinary, and
meaningless. But now, as the days, months, and years have come and
gone, I have begun to gain in wisdom and to lean harder on God to
teach me the value of each day, to consider each day separate
from the next, distinct in its purpose, unique and significant in the
way I should live it.
So when I awaken in the morning, am I
supposed to literally ask the Lord, “What 'number' is today?” I
don't think so. I
already know the date on the calendar. God has a different vantage
point. He said that each day, this very day, is like a thousand years
in His eternal perspective. I can't seem to get my mind around that
mysterious concept. I do understand this basic truth: if I am “in
Christ” my days will never end for my eternal, God-given
spirit even if I put a dozen zeros after the current
33,237,000,000,000,000!
Could this verse imply that God is
counting my days too? That He
looks at my encounters with the people I meet, the emails I
write, the conversations I have, the prayers I pray, the deeds I do?
Each of my days counts with Him then! Lord, does it mean that You
have recorded this very day of mine into Your Book of Life and
given it a number? And that I shall be accountable for what I
have done with it? Please teach me to spend it or invest it wisely
for Your glory.
My friend's porcelain gift mug can
speak! What does it say? It tells me that I should count, that God
counts, that each of the past 33,237 days in the past counted, and
that each of my remaining days counts. Each day comes to me from
God's loving, generous heart. I can count on the Lord to be always
available to instruct me how I should live with a wise heart to
present back to Him.
My life is God's gift to me. What I do with the days of my life is my gift to God.
My life is God's gift to me. What I do with the days of my life is my gift to God.
1 comment:
I loved your column. It's very clever but also gets us thinking about our numbered days and how we spend them here on earth. It reminds me that I can do nothing about the counted out days here on earth that God has for me. It's all in his hands. And that in the meantime of waiting to be called home, I can seek what God would have me do with the number of days that I've left to live on this earth. My hope is that my life will have counted for something for the Kingdom of God and that, when my time does come to leave this earth, that I will have accomplished my purpose in living at all. Thank you for a well thought-out and thought provoking column. I love your title, "Who's Counting?"
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