You
sweep them away as with a flood; they are like a dream, like grass that
is renewed in the morning: in the morning it flourishes and is renewed;
in the evening it fades and withers. . . . So teach us to number our
days that we may get a heart of wisdom. (Psalm 90:5–6, 12)
For me, the end of a year is like the end of my life. And 11:59 pm on December 31 is like the moment of my death.
The
365 days of the year are like a miniature lifetime. And these final
hours are like the last days in the hospital after the doctor has told
me that the end is very near. And in these last hours, the lifetime of
this year passes before my eyes, and I face the inevitable question: Did
I live it well? Will Jesus Christ, the righteous Judge, say “Well done,
good and faithful servant” (Matthew 25:21)?
I
feel very fortunate that this is the way my year ends. And I pray that
the year’s end might have the same significance for you.
The
reason I feel fortunate is that it is a great advantage to have a trial
run at my own dying. It is a great benefit to rehearse once a year in
preparation for the last scene of your life. It is a great benefit
because the morning of January 1 will find most of us still alive, at
the brink of a whole new lifetime, able to start fresh all over again.
The
great thing about rehearsals is that they show you where your
weaknesses are, where your preparation was faulty; and they leave you
time to change before the real play in front of a real audience.
I
suppose for some of you the thought of dying is so morbid, so gloomy,
so fraught with grief and pain that you do your best to keep it out of
your minds, especially during holidays. I think that is unwise and that
you do yourself a great disservice. I have found that there are few
things more revolutionizing for my life than a periodic pondering of my
own death.
How do you get a heart of wisdom so as to know how best to live? The psalmist answers:
You
sweep them away as with a flood; they are like a dream, like grass that
is renewed in the morning: in the morning it flourishes and is renewed;
in the evening it fades and withers. . . . So teach us to number our
days that we may get a heart of wisdom. (Psalm 90:5–6, 12)
Numbering
your days simply means remembering that your life is short and your
dying will be soon. Great wisdom — great, life-revolutionizing wisdom —
comes from periodically pondering these things.
The
criterion of success, that Paul used to measure his life, was whether
he had kept the faith. “I have fought the good fight, I have finished
the race, I have kept the faith. Henceforth there is laid up for me the
crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous judge, will award
to me on that day, and not only to me but also to all who have loved his
appearing” (2 Timothy 4:7–8). Let this be our test at year’s end.
And
if we discover that we did not keep the faith this past year, then we
can be glad, as I am, that this year-end death is (probably) only a
rehearsal, and a whole life of potential faith-keeping lies before us in
the next year.
John Piper