No room to spare!
Joseph looked at every faint instance of light his eyes could reach, hoping to figure out a fitting place for the son of God to be born. Mary, full term pregnant, holding firmly to her husband’s hands, advanced one step at a time, without a destination in mind, in a land foreign to them. The sense of duty and obligation to provide the best, for the God to come, being chosen to be the mother and foster father, compelled them to knock every door that night. They went past Inn doors, were from it hung on the knobs, temporary boards that displayed the text “bear with us, no room to spare”. To give God, something fitting is on the agenda for probably all of us. Right in that process, when we are face with rejection, often in our mind, we quiz and burn with indignation. Those inn keepers, who did not have a spare room that night to oblige to josephs’ plea, stands righteous in God’s presence for they did accommodate, even the last passerby, until the inn was full. Our acts and aspiration...