“So teach us to number our days that we may get a heart of wisdom.”
Your days are not endless — and that is not bad news. The limit is what gives each morning its weight and beauty.
Psalm 90 belongs to Moses, who watched a whole generation pass in the wilderness. Those who know life's brevity pray like this.
Whoever counts their days stops wasting them. The calendar becomes a filter: what truly deserves your today?
The goal is not math; it is maturity. Numbering days is heart-work — learning to love what lasts.
You do not steward your whole life at once; you steward one day. Live this one with intention, and the years take care of themselves.
Act: before breakfast, write today's date at the top of a page and, beneath it, the one thing that matters most to do. Do it first.