In about a week my well-ordered life (well, as well-ordered as it ever gets around here) is about to take a detour. For the first time in six years, I won't be sending both kids off to school. We'll be keeping my younger daughter home to homeschool her for a year.
As the end of summer draws near, I've been having some mixed emotions about the whole thing. While I know that this is what God has called us to do for this season, I'm loathe to give up this life I've created for myself. I enjoy working from home in the silence, having sometime for myself, being able to get things done with no interruptions.
As I struggled with these thoughts the other day, I came across this verse: "Teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom" (Psalm 90:12). It was followed up a few verses later by this one: "May the favorof the Lord our God rest on us; establish the work of our hands for us—yes, establish the work of our hands" (Psalm 90:17).
I had to stop when I read those verses. It was like a sledgehammer hit me up the side of the head. I've always read about God numbering our days but never realized that Psalm 90:12 says we are to learn to number our own days. We are to make careful use of the days God has given us because their number is limited. And that last verse. That one was the one that made my gut clench. How often do I let God establish the work of my hands? How often am I off on my own track while God is trying to get me to do something else? How often do I establish the work of my own hands?
So, as I face the changes in my life this fall, I find myself reordering my priorities and wondering what the work is that God wants to establish for my hands. I find myself wondering how I can number my days so I use them well. I look at my schedule and wonder how much of what's on it is what God has established and how much of it is what I have established. And I wonder what I'm teaching my kids about letting God be in charge.
I'm trying to place those coming days in God's hands. I'm asking Him to remind me on the days when I'm frustrated and wishing for my old life back that He has established this work for my hands. And I'm looking at each day with new eyes -- viewing it as a precious gift instead of another day to slog through.
Friends, is God establishing the work of your hands? Are you choosing to learn to number your days? Or are you so happy with your well-ordered life that you rebel when God wants to slip something in the mix?
Think about your days, and think about what you're teaching your kids about letting God establish your plans. Is that what you want to teach them?