Room in the Inn
By Elma Helgason
Not a warm word of welcome, just hay in a stall,
Where they cradled the gift of God's love.
Is there room in the inn for the best gift of all-
For the gift God sent down from above?
Have we heard the story of Jesus' birth so many times that we no longer hear it for the astonishing good news that it is? As this angel ornament reminds us, do we still make room the divine in our lives? For something that is greater than ourselves, above and outside of us? Or do we only focus on the physical - the hay in the stall?