No Room

“So Joseph also went up from the town of Nazareth in Galilee to Judea, to Bethlehem the town of David, because he belonged to the house and line of David. 5He went there to register with Mary, who was pledged to be married to him and was expecting a child. 6While they were there, the time came for the baby to be born, 7and she gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped him in cloths and placed him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn.” Luke 2:4-7

Have you ever been some place and felt like you did not belong?  Have you ever arrived at a party you were invited to, but still felt out of place?  Joseph took his wife to his own home town; a place where he should have belonged.  Joseph belonged to the House of David, but when he arrived there was no room.  Since there was no room, they were ushered to a stable where Mary would lay her newborn Child in the manger.  Jesus arrived on that night long ago and He did not belong.

In less than a week, we will begin the Christmas festivities.  And some of us will find ourselves in places where we feel we do not belong. We feel out of place in our family gathering, our work place, with our old friends, and even in our place of worship.  It is one of the loneliest feelings of all.  And it feels like there is no room at all.

In moments like this it is tempting to despair.  Yet, I pray you find hope this Christmas.  When the feelings of loneliness set in, may you sense God’s presence with you.  I pray you will call on the One who knows what it is like to be turned away.  And may you find it in your heart to open your life to another who may be feeling they do not belong.

The Christian Church is the place for misfits.  It is where all those who don’t belong find a place to assemble.  So will you gather with me around the manger and worship the God who who found no room at the inn?  For it is there you will find your place to belong.

 

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