Time

My times are in your hands; deliver me from the hands of my enemies, from those who pursue me. Let your face shine on your servant; save me in your unfailing love. Let me not be put to shame, Lord, for I have cried out to you; but let the wicked be put to shame and be silent in the realm of the dead. Let their lying lips be silenced, for with pride and contempt they speak arrogantly against the righteous. How abundant are the good things that you have stored up for those who fear you, that you bestow in the sight of all, on those who take refuge in you. In the shelter of your presence you hide them from all human intrigues; you keep them safe in your dwelling from accusing tongues.” Psalm 31:15-20

Anti-aging creams, plastic surgery, solutions that are sold to erase under-eye-bags, and lots of other choices are offered to help us look youthful and vibrant. All are designed to convince the onlookers that we have found the fountain of youth.

But have we?

Making our bodies look younger does not stave off aging. Whether we like it or not, our bodies grow one day older each day. And just how old will we get?

The answer is that we have no clue. This passage in Psalm 31 begins with “My times are in Your Hands.”

The bottom line is that God knows the number of our days; we don’t. Our next breath could be our last, or perhaps our last breath could be a great many breaths away. We don’t have the ability to know that information.

So then, how should we frame our days?

If today could be our last day, then we should live every moment to bring honor and glory to the Lord.

Lord Jesus, thank You that You know my past. You know my present. You know my future. You have my days numbered. Help me to live each one for You.


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