“Show me, O LORD, my life’s end and the number of my days; let me know how fleeting is my life.” ~ Psalm 39:4

The days are long, but the years are short.

An article I read in a New York Times parenting blog expressed this sentiment, and I had a real “ah-ha!” moment when I read it.

The point of the blog post was to share that as a parent, you have 940 Saturdays with your child until they turn 18.  260 of those Saturdays are over by the time your child turns five.  On days when all you’ve experienced is screaming tantrums and nothing going right, thinking about 940 Saturdays can suddenly make the whole process seem frighteningly short.  Rather than looking at trying to make every day amazing, it is perhaps easier for parents to try to do something fun with their child every Saturday, knowing that the calendar months are flipping by faster than the minutes until naptime.

I think time is the resource we take most for granted.  We assume we have it in abundance, that the years stretch before us with no end in sight.  Most of us probably believe we’ll run out of money long before we’ll run out of time.  Yet the truth is, we have no idea how many days we’ve been allotted.  Maybe we’ll be given the full 940 Saturdays with our children, maybe we won’t.  Time is something we should all strive to value, and never take for granted.