"There was no room for them in the guest room," Luke 2:7.
Whoa! Guest room? Wasn't it the inn where the innkeeper said, Go away, we've got no room in the inn! (?) Well, don't know how to say this gently, but it's the guest room. (Same word Jesus uses later for the guest room where the last supper happened.) The innkeeper, he's not even in the story! Now, that's a bummer: Love to hate that old curmudgeon. Here's what's going on: Everybody's at their ancestral homes due to the census. Town's packed. Guest rooms overflowing. Best place for a swaddled baby is straw-filled manger in the home's courtyard. That's how the shepherds knew to find the right baby in the city of David. God fixing the big mess we made.
With a brother or sister today we join our praise with that of the shepherds of old. We glorify God, together, in thanksgiving for the Savior who is Christ the Lord.
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