My favorite Christmas quote is from Thomas Merton’s “The Time of the End is the Time of No Room” in Raids on the Unspeakable.
Into this world, this demented inn,
in which there is absolutely no room for Him at all,
Christ has come uninvited.
But because He cannot be at home in it,
because He is out of place in it,
His place is with those others for whom there is no room,
His place is with those who do not belong,
who are rejected by power because they are regarded as weak,
those who are discredited,
who are denied the status of persons,
who are tortured, bombed, and exterminated.
With those for whom there is no room,
Christ is present in the world.
He is mysteriously present
in those for whom there seems to be nothing
but the world at its worst. . . .
It is in these that He hides Himself,
for whom there is no room.
This past Sunday I went with Padre German to visit an elderly woman in her home. She had been abandoned by some relatives in Tegucigalpa but a daughter and her family had taken her in – in a dirt-floor shack in the countryside outside the town of Concepción, Copán.
As Padre baptized 81 year-old Adela, anointed her with the oil of the sick, and gave her the Eucharist, I noted a small poster of the baby Jesus in the manger above the bed.
Christ had come there – uninvited.
As he comes in all our lives – if we open our hearts.