The Last room at the Inn

The night was still and times had been hard for Jacob and his family. He still couldn't understand how the government expected him to make the trip to his home town of Bethlehem and pay his taxes too. He had been up most of the night. He looked over at his wife and child as they slept on the hay filled mattress. He felt lucky that he had found the last vacant room in the city. It wasn't much but it was a roof and a warm place for his family to sleep.
To ease his mind, Jacob decided to take a short walk. All was quiet and still in the little town. Suddenly he heard, what sounded like hundreds of voices singing and star appeared above the stable behind the inn. He ran to see what was going on, he saw a group of people gathered. Light was shed on the scene by angles who were singing the beautiful song that he had heard, he could feel the warmth that they emitted as they fanned their wings. Three men dressed in fine linen knelt beside a manger that held a small baby. A trumpet blast was heard across the land and a voice was heard saying, "The son of God has come". He heard someone whisper how the family had arrived just as the last room in the whole town had been taken, and this was the only place that was available. In his heart Jacob felt guilty that he had been comfortable while the mother labored and delivered this miracle amongst the filth of the stable. He heard a voice telling him "Jacob, things are as they should be, go your way and do not bare the weight of guilt." Jacob knelt as tears rolled down his face."