No Room In The Inn
Christmas is just 4 days away. As the day approaches, it seems like my to do list is getting longer and longer. My schedule is filled with last minute shopping, gift wrapping, holiday baking, Christmas parties, family visits and cooking Christmas dinner. It can be overwhelming to say the least.
I woke up yesterday not looking forward to all the errands that I had to run in the dreary rain. I went to grab my morning coffee and all I could think about was the innkeeper.
In my heart, my thoughts kept going back to how the innkeeper didn’t have any room in the inn. Of course, he didn’t realize that he was turning away the promise of God that was getting ready to be fulfilled. I wondered that if he had known that Mary and Joseph were about to deliver the greatest gift into this world, would he have made room. Would he have taken the time and effort to make room for Jesus.
It is so easy to get caught up in the stress and busyness that this season has to offer. I find myself overwhelmed with all that this season has become. It can quickly take a toll physically, emotionally and financially. In all of the running around trying to create a perfect and memorable holiday season, I find myself just like the innkeeper saying… there is no room for Jesus.
Maybe you feel that way too.
It can sometimes be challenging to make room for Jesus in our schedule, our homes, or in our hearts during the Christmas season. Instead, we find that our Christmas is filled with what the world says it should look like which it the opposite of what it should be.
I have been thinking a lot of my most cherished Christmas memories lately. Of course, most of them are when I was a child. My most memorable Christmas celebrations were spent at my great grandmother’s house, Mamaw Lake. All of her family would gather at her house on Christmas Eve. The fires would be burning. Her tree was decorated in large brightly covered bulbs and her favorite bird ornaments. Her kitchen table was filled with homemade goodies including her stack cake. We would gather in the living room which seemed to be used only at Christmas time to open our gifts. There was always lots of laughter and sometimes even song that would be heard throughout her house. Every room was filled with our family. But no matter how full Mamaw Lake’s house was, she always made sure there was room for Jesus.
I can't remember what presents I received during those years of spending Christmas at Mamaw Lake’s because the gifts were not important. It was being surrounded by my family and most of all the love of Jesus that made my childhood Christmas so memorable.
As Christmas day quickly approaches, I have to keep reminding myself that I don’t want to be like the innkeeper turning away God’s promise, the gift of Jesus, because there is no room for HIM in my schedule to pray and read my devotion. No matter what the holiday season brings, we need to make sure that there is always room for Jesus.
I encourage you over the next few days to take a moment and make room for Jesus in your schedule, your homes, and most importantly your heart. Take time to read the Christmas story, Luke Chapter 2, and reflect on the greatest gift that we could ever receive.
Charles and I pray that your home is filled with lots of love and your heart filled Jesus this Christmas season. Merry Christmas to you and your family.