What strikes me again and again as I read and reflect on the story of Christ's birth is the poverty that surrounds the circumstances of his birth. From his poor parents to the poor shepherds who were the first visitors to the fact that his parents were too insignificant to merit a room at the inn and had to settle for giving birth in a crude stable. Yet isn't this precisely what brings us hope each year at Christmas? That because he came into the poverty of the world, I can have assurance that he desires to enter into the poverty of my heart. The question for us today is, "Are we willing to be counted among Christ's poor? Are we willing to be needy enough to need the hope and healing that only He can bring?"