That’s where the Inn
at Bethlehem really stands.
Rather, that’s where
the Innkeeper stands:
We find him never in
the Bible, but
always in our
pageants.
It’s there, with him,
that we can stay and watch.
Not quite taking part,
but
unable to leave such a
scene – such a tale.
We, like the Innkeeper,
watch and wonder:
Who has come to stay
with us?
How are we to greet
Him?
The One who made us now
joins us:
He lives with us
to die for us
to live in us
that we might live.
That visitor, that
Child, that Savior, that King
Calls us away from the
periphery.
Calls us to Himself.
Calls us to be loved,
to live, to love.
