The Number of My Days

summer flowers 018So very short my life does span,
Along with every mortal man,
Across tomorrow’s future vast –
Across all history and past.

Just like a blossom’s fragile frame,
Just like a fire’s fickle flame,
Like starlight’s beauty fades with dawn,
So will my days on earth be gone.

Though oh so short my life on earth
And while all worldly treasure’s worth
Will fade as grass in passing fields
My Savior’s blood from death me shields.

My breath I take to sing to God.
My song, when raised, though sounding flawed,
Gives praise to Him Who made the stars –
For my life hides within Christ’s scars.

summer flowers 009So teach us to number our days that we may get a heart of wisdom.
(Psalm 90:12 ESV)
(Poem and Pictures by Heidi Viars, June 2014)

About Heidi Viars

“If you look for truth, you may find comfort in the end; if you look for comfort you will not get either comfort or truth ...” ― C.S. Lewis ..... In my pursuit of self, I found utter darkness. In my pursuit of truth, I found Jesus, who dispelled the darkness by His forgiveness. Now I follow Him and try to understand Him better. I am a wife, mother of 6, blogger and love taking photographs of sunrises.
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23 Responses to The Number of My Days

  1. Starralee says:

    I tried to leave a comment, will repeat: the Private status of my blog is because I’m Not blogging, so you’re not missing anything or being left out! I’m back to work on my novel, so don’t know if I’ll be back to the blog or not–it’s a LOT of work and distraction. Sending up daily prayers for you and your family–the blessings of HIS abundant favor and grace, and extra JOY-strength. love, Caddo (Please delete, if this duplicates…)

  2. melodylowes says:

    Lovely thoughts, Heidi! We plan and fret and forget how very, very fragile we are. Every breath is a gift! There has been heavy rain causing flooding in this area – and many of our farmers’ lovely fields lie drenched and washed out. How very, very tenuous our plans become in the face of a few extra inches of unwanted water. How good it is to remember Who is never-shaken, an Anchor despite any trying circumstances!

    • Heidi Viars says:

      Thanks so much for stopping by, Melody! You are so right, we just don’t know and often pride ourselves in our clever plans only to find them turned upside down. Yes, He is never shaken and indeed our Anchor in any circumstance. Sending you much love, dear blogging friend.

  3. Oh how I have missed reading your poems – godspoetbychoice

  4. Oh, Heidi, this is vulnerable and faithful and beautiful.

  5. I love the delicate strength of your perspective Heidi–blessings to you and yours!

  6. Debbie says:

    I began to sing to God too, as I got to those last 5 lines! Thank you, Heidi, and God bless!

  7. sf says:

    LOVE this post!

  8. Excellent…I reblogged on my blog…Along Life’s Path. Thanks!

  9. Reblogged this on Along Life's Path… and commented:
    Excellent! Read on…

  10. Very nice!!! Thank you 🙂

  11. Beautiful Heidi … sending comfort xxx

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