The whole family sat there. A man, a woman, a small child, together with their means of transport a donkey! Of course this was not the Jesus of the Bible. This was just a plastic figure made to depict the holy family. I wondered as I drove by, would I welcome the real life family to sit on my lawn. It is even more of a question when it comes to the donkey! Yuck! Who is going to clean up after that flea bitten beast?
Now if this was another Jesus (or Hesus as pronounced in a familiar language), I would have no problem telling him to either get off of the lawn, shovel the snow or rake the leaves. If there was another job for Jose’, the kid’s dad, we could work out something like an oil change on my car, and even his mama, Maria could baby sit and do the dishes.
Before we try to find work for this traveling trio (similar to the hunted, and hiding refugee nomadic Nazarene of 0001 A.D.), we need to look at their traveling papers. If they don’t prove true, ‘hasta luego to the whole bunch!!’ Get off my lawn right now and take that ugly beast with you.
Is there room on your lawn for Jesus this Christmas? How about in your heart? Go ahead let this Messiah in. He does an incredible cleaning job with a cleaning agent found nowhere else, but in Him. Let Him in. You need the work.
1 Jo 1:7: But if we walk in the light, as he is in the light, we have fellowship one with another, and the blood of Jesus Christ his Son cleanseth us from all sin.