The Inn Crowd

A few days ago I saw a button on my friend Joy’s blog. It asked a question about The Inn Crowd.

The Inn Crowd

It gave me pause for more than just a moment. I examined my heart and searched my soul.

john singleton copley the nativity painting

Nativity ~ John Singleton Copley

In a literal sense, I have never been part of the “in crowd”. During the tween years, my reflection revealed a girl with buck teeth, hand me down clothes and a bad Dorothy Hamill haircut.

The teen years were just as awkward. Like Joan Cusack “Sixteen Candles” awkward with headgear and rubber bands taking center stage.

Sixteen Candles Joan Cusack with her neck brace on.

I have written before that my teen years were harder than most. Still, I painfully tried to fit in.

The Nativity ~ Gerard van Honthorst

This desire to be accepted continued through young adulthood and if I am completely honest with myself I sometimes still compare and have desires of aligning myself with those who “seem to have it all”.

Nativity ~ Jean-Baptiste-Marie Pierre

But really there is no lasting fulfillment in being part of the “in crowd” or the Inn Crowd.

The Nativity ~ Martin Schongauer 1480 A.D.

Thankfully, there is a place that everyone will be everlastingly accepted. It began in all places in a very humble stable.

Christmas stable

I have turned off the comments today so that I may celebrate this season of Advent.

Laura
“How priceless is your unfailing love! Both high and low among men find refuge in the shadow of your wings.” Psalm 36:7

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