Any Room?

2013 was a great year for me. I started a wonderful job working with wonderful college students, I married my best friend, went to the state in which I thought I would never be able to go, and I believe I’ve grown closer to God.

At least I think I did. Of course there is always room for more. However, many people tend to go the route that says “I have enough Jesus” or “No Room for Jesus Here.” That is what gets me about the world and holidays. Don’t get me wrong, I love the holidays. It’s such a wonderful time of the year, in which we get to spend time with family and friends. This holiday season, Rachel and I were gone for 9 days straight. Through those days, we saw family and friends, people we haven’t seen in years, and we saw a numerous amount of young people gathered together to worship God. But here’s the thing about the world and Jesus. The world only wants Jesus when it’s convenient for them. Such as times of prayer, times of grief, Christmas, during war time, and the list goes on. This is nothing new to you or me. It’s been going on for some time now. A passage that I find fitting for this is Luke 2:7,

And she gave birth to her firstborn son and wrapped him in swaddling cloths and laid him in a manger, because there was no place for them in the inn.

No room for them in the inn. None. It was crowded out with other guests. 
One more passage says this:

For he grew up before him like a young plant, and like a root out of dry ground; he had no form or majesty that we should look at him, and no beauty that we should desire him. He was despised and rejected by men, a man of sorrows and acquainted with grief; and as one from whom men hide their faces he was despised, and we esteemed him not.

Isaiah 53:2-3
This passage in Isaiah is known as The Suffering Servant passage, a prophecy of the suffering that our Lord and Messiah would endure through His life and death. Jesus was born a man and a King, despised and forsaken by men but lifted up on high by God. That was prophesied so long ago, but yet after all that time, He is still despised and rejected. You see, we still have no room for Him in the inn of our hearts. He knocks but we don’t open. We have a life that is overcrowded with guests; the guest of fortune, fame, and friends. I read that if the innkeeper had only known who the new born baby was, he would have made room. That may be true. The thing of it is, we know who He was and is. The question we ask ourselves, “Is there any room for Jesus?”

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