Learning to Live the Day God Actually Gave You

"Teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom." — Psalm 90:12 (ESV)

Have you ever gotten into bed at night and wondered where the day went? I have. Lately, it feels like the weeks are moving faster than I can keep up with. I glance at the calendar, and suddenly another month has slipped by. Summer, my favorite season, somehow rushes to the Fourth of July before I even feel like I've settled into it. That realization has been following me around lately.

A Conversation by the Lake

Josh and I were talking about this while recording this week's podcast outside at the lake. We chose to record outdoors because it fit the conversation we wanted to have. The breeze moved across the water, and birds chirped as if we weren't there. For a little while, the pace of life slowed enough that we could simply sit with Psalm 90. Moses prayed, "Teach us to number our days." I've read that verse many times, but this time it landed differently.

Our conversation wandered from Psalm 90 to "This is the day the Lord has made" (Psalm 118:24), and then to "Give us this day our daily bread" (Matthew 6:11). Eventually, we realized that Scripture keeps drawing our attention back to today. That doesn't seem accidental.

Later in the episode, my friend Jack Sinfield joined me for a conversation about forgiveness, following the Holy Spirit, and recognizing God's direction in everyday life. Although our topics were different, I found myself returning to the same thought after we finished recording: God meets us one day at a time. I haven't been able to shake that sentence.

Psalm 139 tells us that all of our days were written in God's book before one of them came to be. Lamentations reminds us that His mercies are new every morning. Jesus tells us not to carry tomorrow's worries before tomorrow arrives. Again and again, Scripture brings us back to the day we're living. This made me wonder if we've forgotten how to inhabit our own days.

The Fast-Paced Life

Life isn't necessarily moving faster than it used to. Many of us are simply trying to keep up with more information, responsibilities, and distractions than any previous generation has faced. Our attention is constantly being pulled elsewhere. While answering today's emails, we're already thinking about tomorrow's appointments. While sitting with family, we're tempted to glance at our phones. Even during moments of rest, our minds are busy rehearsing conversations, solving problems, or planning what's next.

Then we reach the end of the day and wonder why it feels like we were never fully there. That question has lingered with me because I don't think it's really about time. It's about attention.

The poet e.e. cummings wrote, "The most wasted of all days is one without laughter." I don't think he meant that every day should be carefree. Life doesn't work that way. Some seasons carry grief, uncertainty, or disappointment. Scripture acknowledges that reality with remarkable honesty: "Weeping may tarry for the night, but joy comes with the morning" (Psalm 30:5). Joy isn't the absence of sorrow; it is the quiet reminder that sorrow never has the final word.

Finding Joy in the Ordinary

I have spent much of my life talking about recovery, trauma, mental health, and the difficult chapters of life because those experiences are part of my story. They always will be. Yet the Bible teaches us something we sometimes overlook: God delights in giving good gifts to His children, and He invites us to enjoy them.

The writer of Ecclesiastes surprised me when I first began studying his words more closely. After wrestling with the deepest questions about life, he repeatedly returns to a simple conclusion: Receive the day. Eat your food with gratitude. Enjoy your work. Find joy in the life God has entrusted to you because these ordinary gifts are from God Himself. That feels almost rebellious in a culture that is always rushing toward the next thing.

I don't think God intended for us to race through our lives, hoping we'll eventually arrive at a place where we can finally slow down enough to enjoy them. Maybe the life we're waiting for has already begun. Maybe today's conversation around the dinner table matters more than we realize. Perhaps the walk around the neighborhood, the summer thunderstorm rolling across the Texas sky, the laughter of a grandchild in the swimming pool, or an evening spent quietly in a hammock with the dogs nearby are not interruptions to real life. Perhaps they are real life.

Learning to Notice

If attention really is a spiritual discipline, another question naturally follows: How do we cultivate it? I don't think the answer lies in another productivity system or a perfectly organized schedule. Most of us already know how to fill a calendar. What we are slowly forgetting is how to become fully present in the lives we're already living.

That has been one of the unexpected gifts of this summer. Josh recently moved my swing from the front yard to the backyard because I wanted a quiet place to spend time with Peanut and the dogs. Some evenings, I carry a book outside. Other evenings, I simply sit and listen. Birds move through the trees, and the breeze carries the scent of fresh-cut grass. Thunder rumbles in the distance before another Texas summer storm rolls across the sky.

Given enough time, something begins to change. The mind gradually settles. Things I would have hurried past only a few months earlier begin to catch my attention. My grandson's laughter echoes across the swimming pool. The light shifts as the sun starts its slow descent. Peanut wanders through the yard with complete contentment, reminding me that joy rarely feels rushed.

None of those moments would seem extraordinary to anyone driving past our house. Yet I am beginning to believe they are the very places where God's goodness quietly reveals itself. Jesus often pointed people toward creation. He spoke about birds, lilies, vineyards, seeds, storms, and fishermen because the created world has a way of slowing us down. Every one of those illustrations invited people to look more carefully at what had been in front of them all along. That invitation still stands.

The Intentionality of Attention

Paying attention is not passive. It is an intentional way of living that develops over time. Choosing to leave the phone inside for a while. Lingering at the dinner table after the meal is over. Offering thanks for something small before rushing toward the next responsibility. Those quiet decisions reshape the way we experience our days.

The backyard doesn't change. The morning coffee doesn't change. What changes is the person noticing them. The writer of Ecclesiastes came to a surprising conclusion after spending years searching for meaning. He discovered that receiving life as a gift from God was not settling for less; it was wisdom. He wrote that there is "nothing better than to be joyful and to do good as long as they live," and that finding satisfaction in our daily work "is the gift of God" (Ecclesiastes 3:12–13). I find that deeply encouraging.

There are still dreams I hope to pursue, books I want to write, conversations I pray I'll have, and places I'd love to visit. Those hopes matter, but they are not where my life is unfolding. Life unfolds in today's conversation with Josh. In Noah building another backyard bonfire. In family gathered around the table on the Fourth of July. In the familiar sound of rain tapping against the roof while the house grows quiet for the evening. Those ordinary moments become the story we will someday remember.

Perhaps Moses understood that when he prayed, "Teach us to number our days." He wasn't asking God to reveal how much time remained. He was asking for the wisdom to live well within the gift of today. Perhaps learning to number our days has less to do with counting them than learning to notice them. That thought has stayed with me.

Every morning, God offers fresh mercy. Every morning, He provides the grace needed for that particular day. Some mornings arrive with celebration. Others begin with unanswered questions, difficult appointments, or burdens we wish we didn't have to carry. Yet His presence remains just as faithful on ordinary Tuesdays as it does on life's mountaintops. The goodness of God isn't reserved for extraordinary moments. It waits to be discovered in every day and every moment.

If this week's reflection resonated with you, I'd love for you to continue the conversation by listening to this week's podcast episode, where Josh and I recorded outside at the lake and talked about numbering our days, God's goodness, and learning to receive the day He has given us. You may also enjoy my earlier summer reflection, Making Space for the God Who Wants to Be With You, because these two pieces naturally build on one another.

This week, step outside for ten minutes. Leave your phone inside. Ask God to help you notice one gift you would have missed otherwise.

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Thank you for reading, for sharing, and for walking through this Golden Summer with me. My prayer for you is simple. May God teach us to number our days. May He open our eyes to His goodness. And may we discover that the life we've been hoping for has been quietly unfolding, one grace-filled day at a time.

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