numbered days...

“So teach us to number our days that we may get a heart of wisdom.”

 

Oh God, how heavy Your words weigh on my heart today. When this Word of Your Spirit was whispered into verse and marked by “Psalm 90:12”, did You know then, that I needed to hear this today? Of course, for You are the God of yesterday, today and tomorrow.

 

So today Lord, teach me how to number my days so that my today and tomorrow will be full of wisdom from above…when the little one takes a fever and sleeps restlessly…when the older little one doesn’t understand…when my flesh wins over and I long for a quiet, corner office…a title…a career…whisper Your words of grace that bring wisdom…whisper the titles that mark me already…whisper…redeemed…loved…bride of Christ…forgiven…justified…mommy…wife…daughter…sister…friend…teacher…

 

So many titles that You have given me, but because I do not always number my days, I take these titles for granted.  I find myself longing for other titles that will never fill this void that only You can fill…for it is when I do not number my days that Your wisdom in me is fleeting. On these days, I cannot see the big picture…it is on these days that I forget that I am a kingdom advancer and that there truly are not many days left for me to take part in advancing Your kingdom…it is on these days that I forget that it is Your will be done…it is on these days that I forget that I am to train up a child in the way he should go…it is on these day that I forget that I am to be an imitator of Him…it is on these days that go unnumbered that I cast off my armor of light and seek my own armor…an armor of coldness, heartlessness, selfishness, and pain. 

 

Lord, so with each new dawn, remind me to number my days, so that with each fading sun, I can say that I lived to bring You glory that day.