“…because there was no room for them in the inn.” Luke 2:7b
When Jesus, the long-awaited Savior, was ready to be born in Bethlehem scripture says there was no lodging. No guest room available. No place for them.
The inn was full.
And scripture doesn’t say, ‘…but there was no room in the inn’ …which would imply something was wrong with the situation.
Not only was there no room, Luke’s mention of the lack of suitable space for baby Jesus to be born reads like an afterthought, casually tacked onto the end of the verse, and makes what I’d always believed to be a miserable predicament for Joseph and Mary sound somewhat trivial.
Considering the achingly long time the Jews awaited their Messiah’s pre-appointed arrival, I see no reason the innkeeper couldn’t have given up his spot. Just sayin’.
Speaking of innkeepers…
Some time ago, I began to imagine what he looked like and went searching for him in scripture. Know what I found? Nothing.
No one. Nobody. Nada.
Did Joseph take a peek inside all the windows, find the rooms full, and turn to Mary with a shrug. “Sorry, babe. Looks like the place is full. We’ll have to head to the stable and shoo the animals aside so you can deliver there.”
The presence or absence of an innkeeper would not have altered God’s holy purpose in Jesus’ arrival. If God meant for His one and only Son to be born in the presence of animals in a stable and placed in a feeding trough rather than the warmth and comfort of a private room in Bethlehem’s inn or in a palace deserving of the King, He would have done it. But He did not.
The bigger issue was there was no room for them in the inn. Luke 2:7b
Given the young couple’s predicament, I’d have figured a way to make room inside that inn for Joseph’s sweet young fiance’ to deliver her child.
The long-awaited Messiah promised way back in Genesis 3:15 (“I will put enmity between you and the woman, and between your offspring and hers; he will crush your head, and you will strike his heel.”)
But how about when that same Savior arrives at the door of my heart, ready to deliver His message? Am I quick to make room and receive it? Or do I stiff-arm Him with excuses…?
“Sorry. It seems worry, fretting, and fear have already taken up all the available space in here. No room for Peace, hope, or rest.”
When the time comes for Him to deliver His word to you, will you create room in your crowded heart to receive it?
Merry Christmas to all of you and many thanks for following Mary’s Musings.
The end of the year finds me knee-deep in edits for my first manuscript Call To Love, so look for me to resurface again the first Friday in January, 2018.
Until then, may God bless and keep you close to His heart.