One, Two, Three, . . .

My father's good friend died last week. My husband is traveling, and I always imagine his not coming home when he is away. Maybe because of those things, or maybe because we are expecting again and with that comes wondering how long I will carry this baby, I have been thinking about the transitory nature of human life. We live like we have forever, but really our lives are like a vapor (James 4:14). Moses talks about learning to number our days so that we will apply our hearts to wisdom. I think that that means that when we realize that our days are limited, we begin to weed out the pursuits that don't advance our true agenda. We begin to focus our efforts on the priorities that we often tend to push aside for another time because of all the things that we allow to clutter our lives. What people and pursuits would I be "wise" to set aside the frivolous for? What did I do differently today, because I am living with my mortality in view; I am realizing that this life is not all that there is, and I am counting each day as precious, to be invested, not squandered? LORD, I need wisdom to see my days as you see them. Please teach me to number my days.