Linda and I have been married for almost 34 years. In that time we have gone from sleeping in a double bed to a king size, mostly because we have become king sized ourselves.
There are those occasions when we visit relatives or vacation and we have to sleep again in a double bed. After years of the king sized the double seems to have no room. I feel as if I sleep right on the edge with one hand braced against a night stand and the other clutching the quilt, all in an attempt to keep from falling off the bed.
Any bed smaller than a king just feels like there isn’t enough room.

I can only imagine how Joseph and Mary must have felt when they arrived in Bethlehem.
They were accustomed to a comfortable house in familiar surroundings. They were use to privacy and quiet moments together.
But as they near Bethlehem it became apparent that inn after inn was posting a “no vacancy” sign.
So it was, that while they were there, the days were completed for her to be delivered. And she brought forth her firstborn Son, and wrapped Him in swaddling cloths, and laid Him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn. Luke 2:6, 7
No room in the inn. That is hard to imagine. It seems that the innkeeper could have let them sleep in the lobby, in a hallway, or in a storage room but perhaps all of these places were already occupied.
The only space where they might possibly find shelter from the elements was the stable and it, too, was probably occupied with others that could not find any other suitable lodging.
We tend to condemn the innkeeper for his insensitivity to the needs of the holy family but let’s give him a break. He did the best he could do under trying circumstances and Mary was probably not the only pregnant woman he had seen that day. He had witnessed a mass immigration of thousands into his town and one face soon mixed with another in a sea of faces.
There was nothing special about Mary that would rate her different treatment from any other woman. It’s not as if she had “Mother of the Messiah” sign with her.

We may be judgmental against the innkeeper but the real question is “have you made room for Jesus?” Does He find space in your life for Himself?
If there is no room in your life for the Savior then you are no better off than the innkeeper, and at least he offered them shelter.
What do you offer?