O Lord, you have always been our home. Before you created the hills or brought the world into being, you were eternally God, and will be God forever.

You tell man to return to what he was; you change him back to dust. A thousand years to you are like one day; they are like yesterday, already gone, like a short hour in the night. You carry us away like a flood; we last no longer than a dream. We are like weeds that sprout in the morning, that grow and burst into bloom, then dry up and die in the evening.

We are destroyed by your anger; we are terrified by your fury. You place our sins before you, our secret sins where you can see them.

Our life is cut short by your anger; it fades away like a whisper. Seventy years is all we have - eighty years, if we are strong; yet all they bring us is trouble and sorrow; life is soon over, and we are gone.

Who has felt the full power of your anger? Who knows what fear your fury can bring? Teach us how short our life is, so that we may become wise.

Psalm 90:1-12

We are moving even when we appear to be standing still. The surface of the earth at the equator rotates at about 1,000 miles an hour. The earth is orbiting the sun at about 67,000 miles an hour. Our solar system whirls around the center of our galaxy at 490,000 miles an hour and it zooms along at 43,000 miles an hour in the direction of the star Vega in the constellation Lyra. Our Milky Way galaxy is hurtling through space at 1.3 million miles per hour. A man lying on his back deck on a cloudless day may feel as though all time and movements have stopped under the rays of the sun, but it is not so. Just as we are hurtling through the heavens at unimaginable speeds, so too we are moving from here to eternity. Our days and opportunities to live for the Lord pass so rapidly that we cannot afford to waste any of them. May our prayer be to ask our LORD to teach us how to number our days so that we may gain a heart of wisdom.