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A Coffee and Some Room Friday

A Coffee and Some Room Friday

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Last year was not the best holiday season for my family. And I was reminded yesterday for many people, the month of December is simply a hard month. Lingering losses can do that – can drain any sort of joy out of the season, leave you hunkered down and simply wanting to reach a new calendar page. The season of advent has yet to give way to the fullness of Christmas morning, a promise arrived fully formed. And these things leave me thankful for Christmas songs with a melancholy hue because – for me, and I’m sure others – they provide a type of comfort in the sense of knowing you are not alone. Which, in its own way, embodies the hope of Christmas: We are not alone – God is with us. It just does it with a little less flash and merriment. So if you’re wishing you could hide away until December 27th, may I suggest giving this song a listen? For me – perhaps even for you – it may point to some brighter tomorrows and holiday times.

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My younger sister is a mad-talented artist, y’all. I mean, just look at the below sampling of her chalkboard art done up for our church’s foyer:

My sister has done it again! #chalkboardart

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She free-hands that amazing writing – seriously. And I’m, “Please do not look at my handwriting – it’s like I’m perpetually writing in a secret code.”

But one thing has been annoyingly poking at me, and that is the quote about being innkeepers making room for Jesus. And maybe it’s a silly thing – or maybe it’s not because when I read the Christmas story, here is what it says about the innkeeper who is often coloured with an unpleasant stroke:

“So Joseph also departed from the city of Nazareth in Galilee to the City of David which is called Bethlehem, in Judea, because he was of the house and lineage of David, to be taxed with Mary, his betrothed wife, who was with child. So while they were there, the day came for her to give birth. And she gave birth to her firstborn Son, and wrapped Him in strips of cloth, and laid Him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn.” – Luke 2:4-7 (MEV)

Hey – there is no mention made of the innkeeper per se. But all the same, such is the story often shared this time of year, and such is the hint of disdain many have for this unknown person because, thanks to a flood of people returning to their hometowns to be taxed, he literally did not have a room for a man and his pregnant wife. It’s not like he had a room and decided to save it for someone else – the verse says, plainly, there was simply no room for them at the inn*.

Hmmmm …. So perhaps it’s not a matter of him not making room for Jesus. There simply was no room for another person – much less three – to fit in a physical space. Though I will concede we all have a choice to make when it comes to making room, to making space for Jesus in our lives each days.

But back to my sister – such talent! And I think if there is a good handwriting gene, it definitely skipped over me for my older sister has great penmanship as well. Sigh.

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I’m feeling surprisingly long winded and could prattle on for a few things more here, if it were not for the fact it’s getting on the late side as I prepare this blog post on a Thursday night. And by “late” I am thinking “late for ice cream”. So I shall leave things where they are at present. And I hope no matter what this month holds for you this year that you do find comfort and hope with promises of genuine joy.

Have a happy Friday?

Latte Art Progress from Flickr via Wylio

*According to this article there was no actual inn or innkeeper at all! Well, blow me down!

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