Anyone who has given birth knows that a baby usually arrives when it’s ready, not when we are. There wasn’t any place to go. No rooms were left in the inn. I can picture the innkeeper, up to his ears in patrons and not enough food to serve them. He didn’t have room for a woman who was about to give birth. What would people think? He had a reputation to protect.

He most certainly didn’t know that he was turning away the King of Creation. I can picture the wife of the innkeeper looking at the pregnant woman with sympathy and prodding her husband to find a place. Jewish women can get right to the core of things. She most likely thought of the little room in the stable, reserved for the newborn lambs. So there they went.

It’s hard to comprehend that God had such a humble birth in mind for the Prince of Peace. He humbled Himself and became a human being, a servant, a carpenter, a man of kindness and truth so that I could have all the benefits of His royal kingdom. Then He sacrificed that life to take away my sins and rose again to life, as I will too someday.

JUST A BABY BOY – by Kathy Boecher

He was just a little baby boy, but like no other one.
He fussed and cried like babies do, but this was God’s own Son.
People came to see the King and found Him in a place
Unlike all other kingly homes, in any time or space

His Mother held Him gently and nursed Him at her breast
While sheep and cows lay quietly, His bed was not the best.
When shepherds came to see Him, they knew Him right away.
He was the boy whom Angels hailed upon that glorious day.

The boy would grow into a man and worked beside His father,
He knew that He must do The work of God and not another.
When He became a rabbi, His words were straight from heaven.
He spoke with such authority of sins to be forgiven.

He lived among the people and felt each pain they bore.
He ate with them and healed them, His words meant even more.
He spoke of love and peace. He taught things new to them.
How we should forgive others, as He did for all men.

When on the cross at Calvary, my Savior died for me,
But rose from death as promised – from sin He set us free.
So as we come to Christmas with gifts for everyone,
Let’s not forget the Son of God whose work has just begun.









As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on
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