feet in the center

Smack dab in the center of God’s will.

If I had to guess, I would say that’s where we all want to be. We want to be exactly where God wants us and, when we’re there, we want to know it. We don’t want to have to wonder if we’ve chosen the right path or made the correct choices. When the going gets tough, we want to know it’s because it’s part of God’s plan for us. Knowing we’re right where He wants us makes even the toughest days more bearable.

A few weeks ago, at the City Gates Conference, I listened to Dr. Richard Swenson talk to me about leaving margins in my life. OK. The truth is Dr. Swenson was talking to the crowd of people gathered for the conference, but it seemed as if his message was fit for me.

You know how you know something, but you’ve never really been able to articulate it, and then someone walks into your world and speaks the words you didn’t even know you’d been missing? Well, that’s what happened in the Lincoln Theater in Columbus, Ohio, when Dr. Swenson was on the stage.

Of course you know we need margin in our lives. We need space to breathe and to rest and to worship and to play and to remember the Sabbath and keep it holy. Just like the margins on the college-ruled notebook filler paper we kept in our Trapper Keepers back in the day, blank space around the edges gives us a place to doodle and to be creative and to color outside the proverbial lines.

That day at the City Gates Conference, Dr. Swenson reminded me that margins also give us freedom to step right smack dab into the center of God’s will.

God is not constrained by time and He is not affected by the calendar on my iPhone. God is much more interested in the way my one life — and yours, too — when under the influence and direction of the Holy Spirit, can influence the world for good and open up rivers of justice, pointing straight toward the Kingdom of God.

So, He taps us on the shoulder in the middle of the night, or on our way to the board meeting, or in the middle of changing a diaper, or while we’re swinging our legs over the side of the bed at the start of the day. He taps us on the shoulder with an invitation to join him in His great adventure, and to put two feet squarely in the middle of His plan for us in that moment.

But, if I’ve said Yes too many times, and left No unsaid too many times, I might just miss it. Too many yeses in the wrong places might cause me to schedule myself right out of God’s plan for me. The Bible tells us — and we repeat it often — to be still and know that He is God.

I read those words and I imagine all those blank margins in my Trapper Keeper, and I want to turn the colored pencils and the magic markers and the ballpoint pens right over into the hands of Jesus, and accept His invitation to step smack dab into the middle of His colorful, adventurous, and spectacular will.

Image by DSLimaging. Used with permission.

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