Luke 2:7 – She gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped him in cloths and placed him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn.
Revelation 3:20 – Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with him, and he with me.
“No room for them in the inn.” This phrase prompted my pondering. When have I refused Jesus entry into the inn of my life ~ my heart? He only desires what is good and true and best for me, yet when He knocks, I think I can handle it all by myself and reject His help. Or I give Him a small unimportant dirty corner of my heart (that manger out back ~ the house that needs to be cleaned, the meals that need to be cooked), but won’t allow Him to enter into more important and intimate arenas (my relationship with my husband and daughter, the way we manage our money and time, with the things I fill my mind). I am self-sufficient. I make good choices without His help. Or so I think.
But that’s all about “stuff”. What He desires most is to come in and eat with me. Spend time together. Talk. Laugh. Cry. Hang out! Encourage. Grow. Do I hear His voice? Am I ignoring His voice? Or am I responding to His voice and His incredible invitation to dine with Him? To be transparent. Honest.
Challenge: This Christmas, open that door to your inn and invite Him in to STAY! Let love be born in YOU. Make room for Immanuel ~ God with us ~ in your heart. Not just for Christmas. But for the Whole.Year.Through.