Been thinking a lot about having margins in my life.
What are some examples of lack of margins? File cabinet drawers crammed so full you can’t hardly force one more file in. A forest with so many small trees so close that no tree can grow large and healthy. A paper filled with writing almost to the edges. A life crammed with busyness and over-commitment. My garbage can when I have to stand on top of the garbage in it so the lid can close on pickup day. I’m going to keep thinking about this. Think with me. What happens when I lack margins in my life?