Teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom. Psalm 90:12 NIV
Good advice—but some days I just get tired of counting. How many days is enough?
As much evil as there is in our world, there’s beauty, if we only stop to look. Three score years and ten, 100 years, 125 years, however long, it isn’t long enough to enjoy all God has given us to enjoy.
On the other hand, it’s more than enough. Even if life were a fairy tale and all the joyful moments you’ve ever enjoyed could be packed into one endless day, and if all the loved ones you ever loved could stay here at your side for that whole day, the time we have here is more than enough.
Living in a world of pain, watching from a decaying body that can’t maintain its youthful vigor. Watching as our broken world goes from bad to badder to baddest.
Watching the news, bad on bad, every day something worse: poverty and high unemployment because our businesses—job-makers—are taxed out of business or out of the country; crime-ridden streets; hopeless lives; powerful judges stealing power not theirs and legislating some pretty bad laws from the bench; bad leaders making bad deals with bad enemies, handing over power and money for little in return; enemies who don’t fear us, allies who can’t trust us.
Yeah, but there’s a new day comin’. And a new home.
Avi, I long for the day of Your appearing, the day You will take us to be with You to a world we cannot imagine, a world of endless joy and peace. Help us to endure and to overcome. And, help us to spread the news that the tickets are free for everybody. In Your holy name, Amen.