Lord, you have been our dwelling place in all generations. Before the mountains were brought forth, or ever you had formed the earth and the world, from everlasting to everlasting you are God. You turn us back to dust, and say, “Turn back, you mortals.” For a thousand years in your sight are like yesterday when it is past, or like a watch in the night. You sweep them away; they are like a dream, like grass that is renewed in the morning; in the morning it flourishes and is renewed; in the evening it fades and withers. For we are consumed by your anger; by your wrath we are overwhelmed. You have set our iniquities before you, our secret sins in the light of your countenance. For all our days pass away under your wrath; our years come to an end like a sigh. The days of our life are seventy years, or perhaps eighty, if we are strong; even then their span is only toil and trouble; they are soon gone, and we fly away. Who considers the power of your anger? Your wrath is as great as the fear that is due you. So teach us to count our days that we may gain a wise heart. (Psalm 90:1-12, NRSV)
We are dust and to dust we shall all return!
Our days are numbered. Iron Maiden spoke the one thing we can all rely on “Once you are born you are dying!” We will all die and there is nothing we can do to escape the physical death. Unless of course Jesus comes back before then and the Kingdom of God comes in its fulness.
We will all die.
But this prayer of Moses is one we can all pray. That we would have the wisdom to count each day and the gift that it is, and not worry about our future, for that is secured in Jesus Christ, but to focus our energy on today and make it count for God!
So make this day count. And live your life in service of the Lord!
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