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Christmas

I had already published in the past, on another blog, this text by Roberto Bracco. Now it seems to me the time to propose it again here.

CHRISTMAS

"There was no place for them" (Luke 2:7)

The evangelist pushes his descriptive clarification to the thoroughness and let us know in the hotel that there was no place for Mary, Joseph and even for their small Firstborn.

The joint apparently found refuge in the large shed in a public inn and the little boy found his first bed in a manger, perhaps filled with hay.

If the description of Luke had preceded the birth of the child, we could conclude that only the spouses of Nazareth could not enjoy the benefit of a hotel, but as the sacred text is meticulously accurate in tell us that "they" had no place in that plural also include the baby Jesus, we can understand that especially for the latter it should be noted the great contrast between his great looks and his painful royalty income in the world.

Indeed, we can note that there was nothing exceptional in the fact that two couples of modest economic conditions and reached the outskirts of Jerusalem in times of overcrowding were rejected on the edge of the competition for housing .

If anything it would be possible to see that episode in a social context of the fierce battle that divides the peoples of the world in rich and poor or suffering and pleasure seekers. There was no nothing exceptional, we repeat, in the case of a poor working class family who can not get a hotel room, but there was something very unique in the fact that the "King" are not welcomed or hotel in this land.

not a king, but the King had come to his people, his subjects and they had denied him a place, not only the throne but were denied even a place, even the most humble last among the hotels in Jerusalem.

"There was no place." Christmas could not be upheld among the multitudes, he could not be placed in the shade of a friendly asylum or a sumptuous palace: it had to remain in the stable, the manger ...

The small, it will be a child in the streets of the world knocking at the door of every hotel, but will not find 'not a nest, even a den. Its not wish to receive it, and he will not be his canteens and rifuggera in homes that did not belong; ride on the colt lowly taken on loan, he will die on a bed that is only a scaffold and fall in a tomb that belong to him ... He will continue to be the One for which "there was no place in the inn".

Christmas! Celebration of humiliation, annihilation blaze. YOU DO NOT FIND THE CHRISTMAS EVER IN PLACES WHERE PEOPLE HAVE TRIED TO BRING: among the parties, in the midst of colorful candles or under trees laden with gifts. You will not find on the tables loaded with all sorts of cribs straduzze or artificial, not even find him around the stoves that can accommodate the arms of their families carefree warmth and a little 'intoxicated by the parties in December. You will not find even in their splendid cathedrals in their ornaments of gold or draping their equipment ...

No, you will not find Christmas in any of these places as you would not have been able to find in any hotel room in Jerusalem or Bethlehem because "there was no place for him."

We can find and revive them only for Christmas, where it was born: close to the manger!

Far from all human greatness, from all worldly thoughts. Divided by the clamor of a people in disorderly confusion, we may, in the stable without light or glory, to contemplate worship in the "child who is born to us."

No need to write applications without mystical or figurative interpretations, we can give to our text on the aspect of a deeper call to humility, sobriety healthier, more complete renouncing; them there's Christmas, there is the glorious King

These days, unfortunately, almost all have lost the meaning, the meaning of Christmas and why we see this sad spectacle replaced the Son of God who comes is in a stable and laid in a manger with the more choreographed, more lively, but by no means less real and sublime, a religious solemnity of the office of silver threads and flakes of cotton wool.

No, there is no place for him, and even today it welcomes all and everything we receive, but the King of Heaven continues to stay there for a crowd of humble shepherds can be driven up to his bed by the heavenly host Salmeggia around his head.

wakers We join the guardians of the flock? We also want to distract us eyes off the colorful spectacle of this world to turn to the poor shelter of Bethlehem?

bow down in humiliation and worship the King who did not, who are not and can not have a place in the hotel in the world!

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