He was born in a stable because there was no room in an inn. There was no room anywhere. Bethlehem was all sold out. A big census convention was in town and no one was going to take pity on a poor, young couple regardless of how many miles they had traveled to be there. His mom and His dad did all that they could to provide for Him, in a town that had no room for Him.
That tiny baby made quite a name for himself in the 33 years He lived. He made some people mad, sure. But when He walked into a town, the winds changed. He made ordinary people dive for just a touch of the hem of his garmet. Oh the faith they had in a man they had only heard about. He was a game changer. He still is.
A tiny baby.
A dirty stable.
A simple man.
A loving Savior.
And still...no room for Him in our busy lives.
I pray today that when He knocks on the door of your heart He does not find a "No Vacancy" sign hanging there. Make room for that tiny baby...it will be so worth it!