Our Days

When I was young I thought being seventy or eighty was sooo old. As a child, when Christmas was over, I felt so sad because it would take forever to get to the next one. Today seventy seems still pretty young and vibrant, and when one Christmas is over, it feels like I blink my eyes and December comes around again. Time moves very fast. So that begs the question, what will I do with my time? Will I spend it on my own selfish ambitions?

This next section of Scripture reminds us that God keeps track of our iniquities and our secret sins.

“Yet you sweep people away in the sleep of death—they are like the new grass of the morning: In the morning it springs up new, but by evening it is dry and withered. We are consumed by your anger and terrified by your indignation. You have set our iniquities before you, our secret sins in the light of your presence. All our days pass away under your wrath; we finish our years with a moan. Our days may come to seventy years, or eighty, if our strength endures; yet the best of them are but trouble and sorrow, for they quickly pass, and we fly away.” Psalm 90:5-10

Lord, help me to live for You every day. Help me to choose what is right in Your eyes.


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