December 17th, twenty-nine years ago, I became mommy for the second time. This little girl arrived much earlier than her anticipated date, but fortunately I’d already prepared a room with a cradle, little sleepers, and all the other things I needed to take care of my new baby. Mary had none of these things. She gave birth far from her home. She had no diapers or little gowns or a cradle in which to place her newborn son. But the Bible doesn’t mention her worrying over it or even complaining. Instead, she marveled. She pondered the event. There wasn’t room for Jesus in the inn, but there was room in the hearts of all who witnessed this birth. There’s room in our hearts for the Christ child, too. If you haven’t accepted Him as your Lord and Savior yet, why not open the gift of salvation this CHRISTmas? He came for you, too. (Suggest carol: “Infant Holy, Infant Lowly,” a Polish carol paraphrased by Edith M. G. Reed.)