Is There Room at Your Inn?

I don't know about you, but try as I might, there is still a rush to get "ready " for Christmas.
The presents to buy - no matter how small or simple - the house to clean, the food to prepare.
The Journey of Advent. Preparation.
As I sit at the computer this morning, waiting for Nattie B, one of my precious Grand babies to arrive, I think about the Journey.
We Americanize our version of Mary traveling in the dessert on a donkey, but no matter what culture it is in, all women can identify with the feelings of a very pregnant woman traveling with her husband while she awaits the birth of her child. We can identify with the necessary preparations tangible and emotional. And to be traveling? Away from our mothers, our friends, our home.
And then, the journey finally drawing to a close and to be told there is no room at the inn! UGHHHH. How exhausting.
And still the time was drawing near. And the stars were shining and the stable was clean and the cattle were lowing. Have you ever heard cattle lowing? I have and it is as soothing as a mothers lullaby. God provides.
Advent is drawing to a close. The time is drawing near. The time for preparation is ending. Have you made room at the inn of your heart to welcome this baby?