In each heart lies a Bethlehem,
an inn where we must ultimately answer whether there is room or not.
When we are Bethlehem-bound, we experience our own advent in his
When we are Bethlehem-bound, we can no longer look the other way, conveniently not seeing stars nor hearing angel voices.
We can no longer excuse ourselves by busily tending our sheep or our kingdoms.
This Advent, let’s go to Bethlehem and see this thing that the Lord has made known to us
In the midst of shopping sprees, let’s ponder in our hearts the Gift of Gifts
Through the tinesel, let’s look for the gold of the Christmas Star.
In the excitement and confusion, in the merry chaos, let’s listen for the brush of angel’s wings.
This Advent, let’s go to Bethlehem to find our kneeling places
–Ann Weems, Kneeling in Bethlehem