Your Days are Numbered
Lord teach me to number my days so that I might present to thee a heart of wisdom.
Have you ever counted how many days there are in a full life. The average life today is 70 years; that is 25,500 days. When you break it down that isn’t very many days? As you get older the days become less and less. I have lived about 22,000 of them.
If we do not have a life after this life then the acquisition of wisdom is vanity.
People often say, if only I had these smarts I’ve acquired over the course of my life and could have been able to apply them when I was young. Yes, we dream about what we could have done in the past now that we know what we know.
But what do we know…what kind of heart do we have that God will be impressed with? The number of days we are allotted should not be the focus, since we cannot add one cubit to our stature (length of days) but rather the focus of our days should be set upon the accumulation of wisdom.
What then is wisdom, so that we may acquire it as we live out our days, and then when we pass from this mortal life we might be able to present what we have accumulated unto the Lord?
The beginning of wisdom is to fear the Lord ( fear, or reverence is a better handle on the meaning of the fear of the Lord). Do you allow the reverence of the Lord to monitor what you allow into your heart? The world has no fear of God. How long has it been since you stopped to think about this?
I don’t know about you, but I need to have more reverence before the Lord.
If the kingdom of heaven is indeed within, then what is it we allow into our kingdom? We are the gate keepers to our heart and what we allow in determines what our heart will or can or should be. Will it be a heart of wisdom? Life is short. The Lord is at hand.
Lord teach me to number my days that I might present to thee a heart of wisdom.
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Comment by Sharon on 22 June 2010:
When the Lord shows me what is to come and I am consumed by His very Presence..I write down His Words. Your comment made me think of just a small amount of them..if you will permit me to write them here…I thankyou.
You hedge me in…
by Sharon
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When the enemy is lingering
You scatter them from me
Even without a word from my mouth
I see them brought down.
You have absolute authority over them.
Let me remain humble enough to know
that You can do all without help…
but strong enough to try my best
if You should ask.
How lonely it would be in this…now ..strange place
if not for You…
if not for the ivory tower You have built for me.
A Trembling Soul…
By: Sharon
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Upon my waking heart..You did pour..
Your Spirit drenched my soul even more..
an awakening to Your World of Light..
dawn of the heart..gone be the night..
my humbled soul in Your Presence did kneel..
trembling with awe and a Love..oh so real..
my Lord..my King..my face to the floor..
gone is this world..it doesn’t exist anymore.
Remembering Your Call Lord…
I am you are me..
by Sharon
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Your kiss awakened me so gently
You made it so…that I be like a child in a magical world..
and through a childs eyes…how awesome it is.
As a fairytale..transending Time itself.
How else to be in this place..but as a child?
How else to trust..but as that of a child,
in the One that has captured my heart?
You told me of things I did not know..
yet already knew.
Things I did not understand..
yet understood..
Words come from my mouth…
knowledge I am unaware I have..
yet I speak them with confidence,
as if I have known forever.
Took the very breath from me..
when You showed me who I am..what I am,
yet my soul knew this before me…
then…my soul remembered….. You.
I am you are me
Your Name..
by Sharon
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How pure the soul when with You
What perfect peace is this?…
never to be found in earthly things.
Nothing that is not from You
can penetrate this sublime place.
not a speck of dust..
purity at perfection!
How do I come down from here..lest the slightest
curse be like a hot iron?…
vicious blows that wound my very soul.
Oh how Your name is like ointment poured forth!
One curse from their mouth ..my soul cringes.
Do they know that they strike me?
Do they see my soul… bruised and weeping?
A tiny pea under a hundred mattresses…
again You have spoken through the ages.
If you have gotten this far..I thank you again…Sharon.