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The Birth of Jesus
The caravan arrived in Bethlehem.
Joseph and Mary noticed a long line of people.
Joseph called out to a man in line, "Brother, why are you in line?"
"For the census," he shouted.
"How long have you waiting?"
Joseph asked.
"All day.
I hope to register yet today.
If not, then tomorrow or the next day," he shrugged.
Joseph and Mary wound their way through the crowd looking for a place to sit and rest.
The streets teemed with people waiting, talking, kids playing and merchants selling the out-of-town guests with whatever they needed.
They found a spot on the edge of town under a tree.
Other families dotted the area.
They had distant relatives in Bethlehem.
Joseph would start with them.
It was late in the day and he didn’t know where they lived.
They could sleep where they were.
Mary looked so tired.
He prayed he could find a room.
Joseph did his best to make Mary comfortable then set out.
It was slow going.
He tracked down the first relative his father recommended.
Joseph hoped he remembered him from sharing a meal during the Passover Feast a few years back.
He remembered Joseph and invited him to sit and talk.
They would have to sit outside as they had other relatives staying with them and there wasn’t even room to sit inside.
Joseph didn’t think he had room but asked, anyway.
No, wished he could help.
He even had people sleeping on his roof.
It was the same with each relative.
He learned of two places that might have a room available for rent, but it was unlikely they’d have room either.
It was late when he found them.
None had a room available.
He went back to Mary.
As soon as he sat down a boy walked up and handed him a plate of food.
He looked at Mary who smiled at him and thanked the boy.
She explained that while Joseph was away, she met the families settled nearby.
She delighted that they treated her as just a married woman pregnant with her first child.
They wouldn’t leave her alone.
They helped her get comfortable, brought her food and water and kept checking in on her.
It was a refreshing contrast to the coldness she felt in Nazareth.
She now had several doting mothers checking on her.
The food was from them.
She already ate.
It’s delicious.
Joseph marveled at Mary’s resilience.
He told her what she expected, he didn’t find a room for them.
He would try again tomorrow.
They woke up early.
Joseph wondered if he should line up to register or keep looking for a room.
Mary said they had time to register.
She didn’t think they had much time before she gave birth.
Joseph retraced his steps from the previous day, starting where he ended.
Perhaps someone who registered for the census left.
However, nothing changed overnight.
This time he mentioned his wife was pregnant and they would take any space.
They had no room.
At midday he returned to check on Mary.
She did her best to smile, but he saw she wasn’t comfortable.
She was certain the baby was coming soon.
Joseph revisited each relative, explained about Mary and asked again.
They regretted they had no room.
They offered food, blankets and firewood but had no place for them.
Joseph walked away shoulders slumped and paused in the street to consider what to do next.
“God give me wisdom,” he prayed.
Mary was by herself.
What could he do?
He wouldn’t give up.
He took a deep breath, stood tall and decided he would knock on every door of every house on every street until he found a place for them.
Then he heard his name.
"Joseph, there you are!"
It was Saul, one of his relatives he’d talked with earlier in the day.
“Shalom, Saul,” Joseph said.
“Shalom, Joseph.
We feel terrible that we don’t have room for you.
As I watched you walk away, I imagined myself in your situation.
I felt guilty for turning you away.
We found you a place.
One of my neighbors has a barn where you can stay.
It’s not ideal, but it is inside.
The heat from the animals will keep you warm at night.
Would you consider it?”
He asked.
"Yes, thank you for your kindness in remembering me and Mary!"
Joseph said.
“Let’s go and I’ll show you where it is.
If it’s acceptable we can get Mary,” Saul said.
The barn was a small cave tucked in a hill.
A corner of the barn had room to fashion a bed of sorts for them.
It would be fine.
Joseph and Saul went to get Mary.
She forced a smile at the good news.
She wasn’t doing well.
They gathered their things and made their way to where they would stay.
It was almost sunset.
The barn would do for now.
Joseph purposed to continue his search tomorrow for a proper room.
There was enough straw in the barn to fashion a bed in one corner.
Joseph and Mary often had farm animals inside their homes at night.
It didn’t bother them.
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