As much as I detest Herod and Caesar, this census idea of theirs has made Hezekiah very happy. These past few weeks have brought in more money than the last two Passovers combined. As far as my dear husband is concerned, Herod can make his census an annual event. We have people in every room. Doubling up in most cases and I’m sure we are far beyond what the fire marshal would allow if he were not hoofing it with his only family to Syria, where he’s from.
Something odd is happening tonight. A few hours ago, a man and his wife came to the door looking for a place. Seemed like a cute couple. She was just a kid herself, but she looked like she was going to have her own baby right there on the doorstep. Like I said, we were full up; and Hezzy was stepping over sleeping people to get to the door as it was, so he sent them away. I dope slapped him just like Mom used to do to Dad and told him to put the girl out in the stable. He did — and wouldn’t you know it, just a few hours later there were three guests in the barn instead of two.
Soon after that, we had another knock on the door. This time, we didn’t need to wonder who it was. You could smell the sheep 20 feet before we opened it. Hez was quick to tell them we had no room; but Sis, they weren’t looking for a room. They were looking for the girl and her new baby. Hez asked them why, and they said something about an angel and a multitude of the heavenly host. Yes, they smelled like sheep AND wine.
Hez sent them to the barn and didn’t even get the door closed before three men showed up in some of the finest robes we had ever seen. Of course, Hez had room for THEM. You could practically hear the coins jingling in their pockets. But they didn’t want a room either. THEY wanted to see the woman and her new baby.
So, I set to work making some food; because by this time, we had people sitting in the barn and on the lawn in front of the barn. But they were stone silent. None of them wanted to make any noise. Anyone so much as “peeped” and they were shushed. Nobody wanted to wake the baby. Sis, even the animals were quiet.
I took a tray of food out to the mother and the father. The new dad was grinning like a proud daddy and offered to pay, but I told him to keep it. I told him he was going to need it. Why would all these people come to see a baby? Babies are born every day, what makes this one special? Furthermore, how did all these people even know this baby would be here when the parents themselves didn’t even know where they’d be staying this night?
I will tell you that as I was standing there…I felt something. It wasn’t like warmth. It was more like feeling a light, like I could touch or taste it. That sounds stupid, doesn’t it?
Eventually, Hez said he was going out to tell the crowd they either had to pay or leave, but even he came back to the inn with the strangest look on his face. He didn’t send anyone away…In fact, he told me to take them some more food. He’s never done that before. This family is different. I wish you could be here to see it. I’ll keep you posted on what’s happening in the barn. Hez probably will want to make it a tourist attraction.
Send Mom my love.
*Reprinted with permission from YouthWorker.com
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