What a crowd on Christmas Eve. Even though we arrived in plenty of time for the service, there was already quite a crowd gathered. Two other families had to slide down in the pew to make room for the five of us. Isn’t it funny how we are reluctant to cozy up to the person next to us when there’s plenty of room but happy to slide down when there isn’t?
Now, I promise this was not what I was thinking about on Christmas Eve, but early the next morning when I was sipping my coffee before the children were up I thought again about that innkeeper – the one who had no room for the straggling couple about to be parents to the Holy child. Room or no room?
“No room” is how I order my coffee at Starbucks. Grande bold, no room.
This startles most baristas because they are used to complicated instructions: double this, skinny that, extra hot, no whip. They look at me kind of funny when all I want is a cup of coffee. But they comply, filling it all the way to the top. No room means fill it up. I don’t want to mix any of that other stuff with the pure, good caffeinated brew. I admit I am especially amazed when some folks who forget to order “with room” actually spill out (!) some of the premium, triple-filtered extra bold coffee in order to make room for cream and sugar and all the fixings. I am a purist, after all. There are so few of us left.
But every now and then I wonder what the coffee fixins might taste like in my coffee. Of course, I would never be able to sacrifice any coffee, so I would probably pour the sugar and cream right into the top of my grande personal cup and attempt to stir. Everything would be so full it would spill all over the rim and splash onto the counter and I’d be grabbing napkins to clean up the mess. Avoiding the disapproving glances from other patrons I would slink to my seat and slurp from the brim. It probably would be pretty tasty.
For a moment on Christmas morning, I imagined this scene and it reminded me that this is Paul’s hope for the people of Ephesus, “to know this love that surpasses knowledge, that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God.” (Ephesians 3:19) Wouldn’t you know that this was the verse in the Upper Room devotional on Christmas? You didn’t think I came up with this all on my own, did you?
So I am just wondering if I, in my righteous black coffee drinking, might really be meant to leave room for the cream of Christ. Making room is a sacrifice I find hard to make. But leaving room for the good that God wants to add, now that’s worth pondering.
Merry Christmas everyone.
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