Margins are a funny thing. I remember while in college writing papers on the evening before morning they were due. And about 3 pages into a 5-page wonder, I would often open the margin menu to see if I could make adjustments and squeeze out a few more pages.
On the flip side, I enjoy a book, Bible, or journal that has good margins. I need that space to jot down extra thoughts, make notes, or just enjoy a perfectly spaced page (I’m weird, I know).
As it pertains to finances, who doesn’t like a positive profit margin? And even more importantly, the margins we have in our schedules are so important. And this has been my kryptonite lately.
My time has been extended to the borders– even stretched off the page at times. Commitments, expectations, and deadlines are more evident and especially confining as of late. My life margins have moved closer and closer to 0.5″ than 1.25″ if you get my drift. But the grace of God has once again revealed my need for boundary and border. He has called me to family & faith; to teach, to shepherd, and share life. These are my priorities. These are His expectations. This is how I am to live.
So, I’m clicking the margin menu again. Not in a cheat the system way, but in a protect the sanctity of the soul type way. I’m really wanting my future days to be more of a gripping novel than a 5-page wonder. And my most recent prayers have been centered on the desire that my relationships, responsibilities, and recreation all demonstrate the priority of margin. In keeping the page ordered, I can only imagine the great notes and insights God will write in my margins.
May God keep checking your margins as well.
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