Make Room for Jesus

Christmas has recently past, and we’ve probably all read or heard the birth story of Jesus from Luke:

“And she gave birth to her firstborn son and wrapped him in swaddling cloths and laid him in a manger, because there was no place for them in the inn.” Luke 2:7

Bethlehem was a busy place at that time because of the census.  Everyone had to report to the town or city of their forefathers, and in the case of Joseph and Mary, this was Bethlehem, the city of David.  You couldn’t book ahead in those days, and when they arrived no rooms were available.

This made me think of the busy lives we all lead today.  When we’re young we have school and all those extra-curricular activities we need to fill up the college resumes, not to mention keeping up with friends via social media accounts.  We get a little older and there’s work and kids.  Even after retirement we may find ourselves caring for an elderly parent, or a spouse.  It’s easy to find ourselves in a place where we’re failing to make room for Jesus.

When we do this, we’re allowing what’s immediate to interfere with what’s really important.  A friend of mine said, “if I make time for food for my body, shouldn’t I also make time for the food that nourishes my soul?”  This is so true.

Every day we make choices, and we make time for the things that we’re most interested in   If we’re passionate about something — cooking, reading, sports or a hobby — we find a way to fit it into our schedule.  That’s okay, but shouldn’t we also be passionate about our faith?  Couldn’t we give up some time in front of the tv or computer, or even some sleep to read the Bible or pray?  Couldn’t we manage to spend an hour on Sunday morning attending worship?

If you’re not making room for Jesus, make it your priority for 2021.  It’s one investment you won’t regret, because the dividends last an eternity!

For more about making time for Jesus see:

Sensible Shoes by Sharon Garlough Brown — Book Review

Fanning the Flame #16 Personal Spiritual Discipline

Developing Spiritual Habits



The day slips into memory; the storm

No longer keens among the weary trees.

A savage people in their anguish freeze

Before the God who wears a human form.

Stilled is the sound of battle, stilled the cry

Of pain, and stilled the voice of hate and fear—

For one brief moment all creation hears

The hush that echoes farther than the sky.

This night begins a day that for all time

Becomes the dawn of Time; the dream ignites.

The candle that alone withstands the night

Will kindle yet a flame to save mankind.

Listen for the laughter of the stars:

A child is born; tomorrow will be ours!


– M.A. Moore

A Poem by John Donne: Nativity

Immensity cloistered in thy dear womb,
Now leaves His well-belov’d imprisonment,
There He hath made Himself to His intent
Weak enough, now into the world to come;
But O, for thee, for Him, hath the inn no room?
Yet lay Him in this stall, and from the Orient,
Stars and wise men will travel to prevent
The effect of Herod’s jealous general doom.
Seest thou, my soul, with thy faith’s eyes, how He
Which fills all place, yet none holds Him, doth lie?
Was not His pity towards thee wondrous high,
That would have need to be pitied by thee?
Kiss Him, and with Him into Egypt go,
With His kind mother, who partakes thy woe.