Room in the Inn

My friends. . .they live out on the streets with the stars above and the chilled wind wrapping around their shoulders like a shawl, but this shawl is not warm. . .it's cold. They live out in God's world, a sanctuary without walls and windows. God is with them; some know this and some don't.

My friends are being blessed this winter by an old program that is new to our community called Room in the Inn. Churches sign up to participate and open their doors at night for our homeless neighbors. They are invited in for a dinner, fellowship, and a warm bed to sleep in with a breakfast the next morning.

A basic need. . .to be warm in the cold of winter. A basic need. . .not there for some. It doesn't matter why, just that they need. . .and the church can give. The church can serve. The church can love. It's a beautiful thing to see people step forward to serve, love, fellowship with their neighbors. Is this not what Jesus did? He comforted and loved and shared good words.

What would Jesus do? He would walk into the mess of dirt and cold and loneliness and say, Come! Come to Me, all you who are weary and I will give you rest. There is room in the inn. Come! Come sup with me. He would stoop to wash. He would feed His sheep, feed in more ways than one.  Come. . .there is room in the inn. Leave the cold night behind and come into the warmth. And our churches are saying, Come, there is room in our inn. May the guests feel the warmth in more ways than one.

 

Welcome!