Years ago my daughters participated in a Christmas musical, The Music of Christmas, presented by The Church on the Way in Van Nuys, California. They sang in the children’s choir, and I was thrilled that they were able to experience this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. We lived 30 miles away from the church, but the drives to and from practices and rehearsals were well worth the effort.
Tickets to the event had to be reserved weeks in advance. When I called the church office to reserve our tickets, the lady on the phone said, “Linda, I am so sorry; there are no more tickets available.”
“Hey, wait a minute,” I protested! “Our children are participating in the production.”
She replied, “I wish there was something I could do, but there simply are no more seats.” It took everything in me to be kind to the woman. Didn’t she know the sacrifice I had made? I knew it wasn’t her fault … but still!
After hanging up the phone, I began my complaint to the Lord! “How dare they not have tickets for us? I’ve made long drives for weeks—taking my girls to practices! This is insane!”
“I know how you feel,” the Holy Spirit gently whispered to my heart. “When I came to Earth, there wasn’t any room for me either, and I was the Savior of the world.”
I cried. The impact of what Jesus experienced at his birth settled in my heart like never before. You might say I had an epiphany. Finally, after warm tears stopped flowing down my face, I released my anger and disappointment to the Lord. “Okay Lord,” I said. “If we can’t attend, I will accept your decision. But I believe that you can make a way for my family to go. I will leave it in your hands.”
Shortly after I arose from my posture of prayer, the phone rang. It was the lady from the church calling back. “I have located tickets for you to attend the musical,” she said. “A lady called right after we hung up and gave up her tickets. Isn’t God good?”
“Yes, He is,” I replied.
The Lord made room for us. This Christmas, I intend to make room in my heart for him. I hope you will too!
She gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped him in cloths and placed Him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn. Luke 2:7