For many people, Christmas means travel. Travel from one home to another. From one town to a city. From a huge metropolis out to the country. But it usually entails leaving the place you call home and going out to another place.
Mary and Joseph had to travel on that very first Christmas. They had to leave their hometown of Nazareth and travel many days, with extremely pregnant Mary, on a donkey, to the town of Bethlehem. All the local inns were booked solid, and Mary was going to have the baby soon. The barn that they found themselves staying at was probably not in their plans. But once that precious baby was born, Jesus, Savior for all people, the surroundings were perfect, beautiful, magical, holy. Because Christmas is not about the perfect place, or the perfect home, or the perfect present. Christmas is Jesus. And He makes all things perfect. 🙂 If you don’t have travel plans this Christmas, consider traveling to Bethlehem and that stable. Blessings, Lisa
“Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows.” ~James 1:17