When the girls were in early elementary school, their classrooms often had “day 100” celebrations. The girls would have to bring in “one hundred” of something to school, just to give them a visual picture of what a hundred was. And they would make creative pieces of artwork (to bring home) that usually displayed one hundred Cheerios glued to a piece of construction paper, usually rumpled, a few Cheerios short of a hundred, by the time they got off the bus. But it would be proudly exhibited on the door of the fridge for days, until the magnets would slip and the artwork was in reach of our dog to grab a quick snack. (“You’re throwing it away?!?” the girls would cry out).
Needless to say, one hundred is a lot of anything – except for maybe Facebook “friends” who don’t really count. How many pieces of your children’s Halloween candy did you eat? How many socks without mates are in your collective drawers? How many chores are waiting to be noticed? One hundred can be overwhelming.
But one hundred can also be a good thing. You don’t start at a hundred. You count up one day at a time, each day building on the day before. And suddenly, Day 100. You can’t do something for 100 days and it not make a difference in your life…and in the lives of those around you.
So teach us to number our days
that we may get a heart of wisdom.
Psalm 90.12
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