Teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom (Psalm 90:12).
For those who read my last post, I ended with a reference to this verse. God keeps bringing it back to mind.
There are about 1,000 applications of this to my life, maybe yours too.
Whatever the meaning God has for you, as always, He is most concerned with your heart.
am I teachable? do I walk in humility?
This past weekend Jason was off. He is off every other weekend. It has been this way for the last thirteen years.
Family and couple time get condensed to the two weekends Jason is off. Time evaporates if we are not intentional.
Sometimes we make breakfast together. We tried last weekend, but the potatoes were spoiled. Note to self: don’t buy red potatoes and leave them out while away on vacation.
Sometimes we just hang out at home. We did that with our boys Saturday. We watched the last two episodes of first season of Chosen. (If you haven’t seen it and you love Jesus, you must see watch)
I say we go for a hike early tomorrow, just us~my text to Jason while he was at his home made gym Saturday.
is my invitation greedy, Lord? You know I miss my husband. Will he go?
Hiking gets us both out of the house, away from chores calling our names, and time to connect in Him under the canopy of His trees with whomever He brings on the chosen path.
Jason didn’t hesitate to hike with his bride, even with the limited information he had about our destination.
Hawk Rock. A rather daunting name. We had never been before.
I welcome the mysteries of God, expecting Him to meet us but never privy to the how or the why.
In numbering this day, Jason and I packed light, gave our blessed young men instruction and headed on our way.
Almost spontaneous yet still a wise use of our time. Before Jason goes back to work. Before I start school. Before busy tries to steal what God has ordained: a couple whose love He watered and drew to Himself to be the covenant He planned from the beginning.
We appreciate signs, reminding us of where we have been.
Jason wandered near the trail map center (the place where info is found in a glass case or just stuck to a bulletin type board) and pointed at this:
And there He was, before we set foot on the trail.
Invigorated by Christ Himself, my feet leapt. My heart whispered thank You, Lord.
He drew my eyes to lines … order.
You are a God of order not of confusion. You, Lord, order our steps.
As You order our steps, You show us the Way. We need not look left or right, Lord, You are the Way.
Sometimes when we hike, Jason leads. Other times, I go on up ahead of him because I am pushing myself to get exercise I don’t get walking around our neighborhood.
This day, my eager feet traversed the rocks, trusting some muscles would let me know later 🙂
I did get ahead, so Jason could take my picture. This hike was unique for the amount of orderly rock steps:
I would have gladly continued to climb, in the lead.
Yet, if I didn’t heed to the hush voice of my Lord and step back, we would have never witnessed a mama deer and her fawn moving comfortably in our presence.
This was almost Jason’s face when he came upon the deer. But I am just imagining because all I saw was Jason’s hand in the air, a military-type motion commanding his wife to stop and shhhh.
This is the mama. Jason and I were in awe as she moved through the brush in peace. A hunter, Jason knows how speedy deer can be when they get skittish.
This is her fawn after they crossed the path and headed up a wooded incline. I think a leaf is hiding the baby’s one eye. As we observed their movements, both appeared healthy, able, and hungry. Just unafraid.
I will instruct you and teach you in the way you should go; I will counsel you with my loving eye on you (Psalm 32:8).
I pray the deer felt our loving eyes upon them. My husband loves and respects deer. Jason understands their behavior after years of living near a wooded lake. And it is God who created Jason with a love of nature.
In the beginning God created …
The Word was God …
Jason has a hard job, which makes relaxing hard sometimes.
That He nudged me to follow my husband, that He gave Jason a heavenly sense to know when deer are near, and that He stilled these moments for us as if in slow motion … Jason and I took baby steps toward the deer with minimal noise but phone cameras ready. If I am not mistaken, either one or both of us inhaled the wonder of Jesus in deer flesh.
Ok, maybe that’s a stretch, but we never know for sure, do we?
It is up to us to plant our feet in the truth we do know:
My steps have held to Your paths; my feet have not stumbled (Psalm 17:5).
Just before we reached the pinnacle Hawk Rock Overlook, there was an incredibly steep rocky incline. I have zero pictures. We prepared for battle. Took big sips of water, made sure our packs were strapped, and reminded ourselves we can do this.
Was it worth it?
Not just the last push, but the time together?
Yes, all praise and honor and glory to Our Father, who knows what we need before we ask (Matthew 6:8).
Jason and I stumbled upon a man in a hammock when we reached the top. Upon closer investigation (not that I was snooping) the man was not alone. A woman still lay asleep in their tent:
The Lord God said, “It is not good for the man to be alone. I will make a helper suitable for him.’ (Genesis 2:18).
I am convinced these two were married. A man dove and his bride.
When you have felt the presence of Jesus, communed in His creation with your husband and deer and doves, you just can’t help but smile.
After such a hike, I am convinced of this.
Numbering our days is not about the amount we can accomplish. Growing a heart of wisdom means love is an action: it is about how and with whom we choose to share His love.
You hem in behind and before, and You lay your hand upon me (Psalm 139:5).
Well, sisters and brothers, what a friend we have in Jesus! Amen. He is our everything. When we surrender our everything, He becomes more than what we can imagine.
This hike was a bountiful gift.
Yet, life struggles have not changed for us and probably also for you.
Let’s agree to love through the struggle. Look where we can bless others, pray for others, speak truth to others, and keep our eyes fixed on He who orders our steps.
Feel free to start a conversation here in the comments. Or if you have questions about Jesus or prayer needs, you may email me at firstname.lastname@example.org.
Love in Christ,