Numbering Your Days


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September 7, 2017

We often say “I’m counting the days”. We can’t wait until some event or planned destination becomes current experience.

Are you numbering your days?

That is a different flavor from counting your days. While the first is anticipation of something exciting, the second is reflection on reality.

brief vapor soon melts
so long it seemed, but now gone
body dies, soul lives


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Do you know that your life is as a shadow? With that in mind, where is your hope?

We are sojourners. Here for a while then gone. As another writer says (thousands of years ago), life is just a mist.


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Look at the steam arising from your cup of coffee or tea in the morning.

  • Ethereal
  • Short-lived
  • Little substance.

The substance – the hot drink – is underneath.

Your life – the vapor – is what we see, but the substance is underneath. You are a spirit residing in vaporous flesh.

We think in opposite terms. The flesh! That’s real. We can see and touch it!

No, it’s like a vapor. The unseen spirit is what lasts, far beyond faded, evaporated physical being. Your heart will last. Forever.

What is the state of your heart?

We feel like we will live the full extent of our days on earth. The feeling tries to convince us time will never end. We don’t like to ponder life ticking away toward termination.

We live on the edge more than we realize. Two or three processes go out of kilter, and you face the finish.

I experienced this about a year ago. While I never had fear, due to powerful prayers of people, and the glowing grace of God, my understanding on life’s transitory nature deepened. The Silver Cord can easily be broken.

When you are told that your body is in sepsis, numbering your days intensifies. Yet we can be so cavalier with our time. We can be so cavalier about what we do with it.

I think that might be one reason King David wrote: “Oh Lord, make me know my end and what is the measure of my days; let me know how fleeting I am!”

I’m not an authority on this, but vapor awareness has enveloped me in a new way. As David said, “God has made my day a few handbreadths, and all mankind stands as a mere breath.”

What would you and I do differently if we earnestly believed this?

We long for the eternal, because eternity is planted in our hearts. Fight against it as we might, we long for the eternal and the transcendent. Why do you think there have been so many attempts at Utopia? We have inner realization that we were built for something better.

It cannot be shaken off.

This explains mankind’s crazy behaviors, trying to create its own scheme for the future in attempts to set God to the side.

Are you focused on the trivial or the transcendent? Sharpening your focus toward the latter will serve you well.

Number your days! Don’t be paranoid, but think. Seriously.

The idea of “counting the days” reminded me of this song from an old album I tried to wear out in the 80’s. The song states the realization that physical life isn’t all there is.

Bonus: white pants and shoes.



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