Above my kitchen sink is a framed calligraphy of Psalm
90:12, 14, in a refreshing version, prepared and gifted to me by a friend. In his
retirement, this smart engineer-type guy took up calligraphy! I knew his wife
better, as she was co-leader (with my mother) of a pre-teen girl’s “Horizons
Club” (a version of long-ago Camp Fire Girls). Her daughter and I were
classmates from grade school through high school, though we went our separate
ways after graduation and lost touch. He died in 2004 at age 85, she at the
same age two years later. Still, I will never forget their investment in me as
one of their “girls” during the awkward adolescent years. I love the simple but
beautiful script he chose for these verses:
Our lives are over in a breath.
Teach us to count how few days we have and so gain wisdom of heart.
Let us wake in the morning filled with Your love, and sing and be happy all our days.
Our lives are over in a breath.
Teach us to count how few days we have and so gain wisdom of heart.
Let us wake in the morning filled with Your love, and sing and be happy all our days.
LIFE LESSON
“Teach us to number our days aright,” wrote Moses, the
psalm’s author, “that we may gain a heart of wisdom.” Living to 120, Moses
outlived his predictions of typical life span of 70 to 80 years (v. 10). Those
years “quickly pass,” he declared. Bible teachers observe that Moses spent the
first forty years of his life thinking he was “somebody” (favored adopted royal son). For another forty years, he was a nobody (a criminal
refugee in the wilderness). In the third forty, he found out God can do with a
nobody (leading thousands upon thousands of former slaves from Egypt to the
Promised Land). If we were to review our biographies, how we’d position those
age numbers for ourselves would be telling!
Did Moses ever get depressed? No doubt! Think of his fall from royalty to obscurity when his anger and resulting choice of murder sent him to obscurity amidst baa-ing sheep.
Then came a God-task that needed God-enabling-power: the Exodus. Leadership is
a lonely place, and mistakes are costly. Moses’ anger cost him the privilege of
stepping foot in the Promised Land . The story is in Numbers 20; in reading it,
notice the “we” of verse 10.The Israelites were grumbling about no water. God
told Moses to speak to a certain rock
and He—God—would cause it to burst forth water. Instead, Moses yelled, “Listen,
you rebels, must we bring you water
our of this rock?” With that little pronoun, he put himself on the same level
as God in bringing about a miracle Then he angrily struck it instead of
speaking to it.
LIFE PURPOSE
At life’s end, Moses had to just look across the horizon to
Canaan, realizing that for all his labor in leading the unruly refugees, he
would not enter it. Sometimes we don’t know why certain things we feel we
deserved are kept from us, but we need to trust the wisdom and love of God for
what we lack in this life. As sinful
humans, we pack a lot of “entitlements.” Our consumer culture doesn’t help. We
want more, and more. Moses’ attitude adjustment comes in verses 14-15:
Satisfy us in the morning
with your unfailing love, that we may sing for joy and be glad all our
days. Make us glad for as many days as
you have afflicted us, for as many years as we have seen trouble.
Many mornings my “quiet time” is tear-soaked as I pray for
difficult situations and people in my life. I want things solved, not to drag
on and on. But my husband keeps reminding me that I can’t fix the world. Only Jesus can. I’m just to do the best I can
with the abilities and opportunities God has put before me. My “significance”
is measured in a different way when life is done. Thus I pray with Moses:
May the favor of the
Lord our God rest upon us; establish the work of our hands for us—yes,
establish the work of our hands. (v. 17)