Room At the Inn
Three flights. And we are here.
The City of David. The birthplace of Our Lord Jesus Christ.
We arrived after dark and took a bus from Tel Aviv to Bethlehem, passing Jerusalem – as Mary and Joseph would have done on their way to this city over 2,000 years ago. I am more rested this time than I was in May when I visited, more ready to receive the grace that comes from being here. We arrived and had a leisurely ride by a luxury coach bus (no donkey for us), and we enjoyed an amazing spread of food. (See my Facebook Page for pictures!) Tomorrow, we will celebrate Sunday Mass here. Yes, we will receive Jesus Christ in the city where He entered our humanity.
The Good News of the Gospel was proclaimed here first. And every proclamation in every language has come forth from this place. Rejoice, you have a Savior. Christ, the Lord. It is the purpose of every Christian worship experience. It is the meaning behind every Catholic Mass. Rejoice, your Savior has come to redeem you.
Tomorrow at Mass, we will sing the Alleluia – that message the angels sang. And the faithful throughout the world will join in the song.
So, we have arrived in Bethlehem. And yes, there was room at the inn.