When the Unthinkable Happens
My deepest sympathies and thoughts go out to everyone affected by the catastrophic Dreamliner crash. This tragedy has left behind not just a wreckage of metal and fire, but of human hope and future. Lives full of promise were cut short in a moment. Families are grieving. A community is shaken. And the question that quietly haunts the soul arises again—what is life, and how should we live it?
In Psalm 90:12, Moses offers a prayer that rings louder in moments like these: “Teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.”
Another way to read this verse is: “Lord, teach us to make our days count!” Not just to count our days, but to make each one meaningful—investing in relationships, serving with purpose, forgiving quickly, and living with eternal perspective. Life is not measured by its length, but by its depth.
None of us is promised tomorrow. We live under the illusion of control, planning for decades ahead while forgetting that our breath is borrowed. The only moment that truly belongs to us is now—the present. This is the time to live, to love deeply, to laugh freely, to serve generously, and to shape the legacy we will one day leave behind.
We must plan as if we will live forever—with vision, stewardship, and purpose. But we must also live as if today were our last—with passion, forgiveness, and courage. When death visits suddenly, it forces us to face what truly matters.
The lives lost in this tragedy must not be forgotten. Let their stories compel us to live more intentionally. To number our days is not to fear death—it is to treasure life. Each day is a sacred gift.
Live it well.
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