Morro, who has been filling in for Dan this week, helped us breakdown Psalm 90:12

Lately, a verse from the Psalms has been really speaking to me, deeply and personally.

For those who don’t know, my usual role is as a clinical chaplain at Fiona Stanley Hospital, where I’ve been serving for the past 14 months. It’s been a massive learning curve, stepping into a sacred space with vulnerable people, hurting, and often facing the end of their lives.

Part of my role involves walking alongside families and patients as they transition from this life to the next. I often think of it as graduation day, stepping from the temporary into the eternal. It’s an honour to be present in those moments.

There’s one verse that’s really captured my attention in this season. It comes from Psalm 90, the only psalm written by Moses. In verse 12, he prays, “Teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.”

That line has stuck with me. Just a few verses earlier, Moses writes, “Our days may come to seventy years, or eighty, if our strength endures.” Seventy or eighty years, when you break it down, that’s between 25,550 and 29,200 days.

So, I did the maths. I’ve lived around 19,250 of my days already. A colleague I was speaking to has used up around 12,775 of theirs. It puts things into perspective, doesn’t it?

Someone once described life as a single week, where each day represents a decade. Monday is your childhood. Tuesday, your twenties. By the time you hit Saturday, you’re already in your sixties. When I first heard that, I realised, I’m at Thursday lunchtime.

That’s not meant to be morbid. It’s meant to be motivating. Life is short, yes, but it’s also full of purpose. Moses isn’t encouraging us to count our days out of fear, he’s inviting us to live wisely. To live intentionally.

So I’ve started journaling again. I realised I’d become a bit of a shark in life, always moving forward, never pausing to reflect or give thanks. But God has done so many good things in my life. I’d stopped keeping count. So now, I’m learning to number my days.

And I’ve broken it down using some basic maths:

  • Addition: What days can I add up that reflect God’s goodness? The days He rescued me, included me, spoke to me, provided for me. These are days worth remembering as evidence of His faithfulness.
  • Subtraction: How many days do I have left? What am I going to do with them? I want to live the rest of my life with purpose and focus. That means making choices that count.
  • Multiplication: How can I leverage my time for the greatest impact? Where can I invest in others so that the legacy continues beyond me? I want my life to multiply into lives changed, hope shared, and love spread.
  • Division: Breaking life down into months, weeks, days, even moments. In each one, I ask: Am I being the person I want to be? Am I present? Am I making this moment count?

This is what it means to number our days. To gain a heart of wisdom. To not let life slip by unnoticed. So I’m asking myself and maybe you can ask yourself too how can I be intentional today?

Let’s live like every moment matters. Because it really does.