As children, Saturdays mean we don’t have to go to school. We can sleep in and wake up just in time for our favorite Saturday morning cartoons.
As we get older and interested in more mature matters, like the opposite sex, Saturday’s become the standard date night where we cruise the strip, head to the drive-in, or gather around the TV for a romantic comedy.
As time goes on and we decide on that one person we just can’t live without, Saturday mornings soon transition into Honey-Do lists and laundry.
Eventually, and it happens before we even know it, Saturday comes around yet again. Only this time, when we wake up, we have no idea what day it is!
As the world continues to spin around my seemingly motionless body, the tick of life’s clock echoes in my mind. The sound reminds me that my days are numbered.
“Show me, Lord my life’s end and the number of my days; let me know how fleeting my life is” (Psalm 39:4 NIV).
So, being the statistical individual that I am, I became curious. How many Saturdays do I have left? Utilizing the life expectancy table used by the life insurance industry, I found that my life expectancy is 79 years of age. Just for fun, I have included this chart thinking that you might be interested to know your current life expectancy as well.
Source: Crosswalk | Guy Hatcher, The Legacy Guy