The innkeepers tale: Just a one-star hotel
Tradition is a fine thing. Its comforting; sort of like the rituals of faith. Once begun, though, tradition must be maintained.
Five Christmases ago, The Catholic New World began the tradition of interviewing players large and small in the Christmas stories of our culture. Over the years, each has given a uniqueeven challengingperspective.
First was Santa Claus, the Big Guy himself, who talked about gift, but not just the one beneath the tree. Then came a bit playerthe donkey who carried Mary from Nazareth to Bethlehem. It turned out his role wasnt quite as minor as it might have seemed.
Next was a little whimsical fantasy, an interview with Melancholy Holly, the Sad Little Christmas Wreath, who hung around long enough to offer a lesson about the role of symbols. A year ago we chatted with the Last Wise Man who discovered in the Holy Land thenand nowsome hope in the violent, tortured land of Jesus birth.
Tradition now calls for another talepart fantasy, part faithful lesson, part story of the season. The Catholic New World has turned to a usually anonymous witness of that first Christmas storythe Bethlehem innkeeper who (according to Scripture) first turned away the Holy Family and finally found them lodging in an untraditional place.
Its a good idea to set the scene. The innkeepers place of business isnt far from the Shepherds Field, which still exists in present-day Bethlehem. Todays Church of the Nativity boasts a big silver star marking the traditional site of Jesus birth. In those days though, there was no big church, and certainly no silver star set in the stone floor of the nameless establishment owned and operated by
well, lets call him Yacob.
Yacob is what you might expect from an innkeeper. Hes unobtrusive, but never misses a trick. And hates anything that disrupts his operation.
The Catholic New World: Whats it like to be a Bethlehem innkeeper? Is it different from today?
Yacob the Innkeeper: Not much. We like things quiet, no trouble. Keeps the soldiers away. Bad for business to be any other way, donchathink?
TCNW: You ran a small place, right? A few rooms for travelers and a place for animals out back?
Y: Thats right. Bethlehem was just a wide place on the road. Jerusalems a few miles awayah, that was where to belots of nightlife, religious celebrations, fancy people. Here, just ordinary folk.
TCNW: Just what happened that night?
Y: THAT night? It was busy; we were all full up because of the census. Already turned away a few others. I was behind the counter keeping my head down so I wouldnt have to say no to anyone else. You know, the best innkeepers are pretty bland; we just stand in the background and observe, until we have to do something.
TCNW: What was the first thing you noticed?
Y: When they pulled up outside? They were kinda disheveled, like from a long trip. Then they went and parked in a no-donkey zone.
TCNW: Youre kidding, right?
Y: Not at all. Those Romans, theyre pretty organized. Put up special zones for donkeys, carts and the like. They were trying to keep the census goin smooth.
TCNW: And then
?
Y: Hoo boy, was that lady ever pretty
and pregnant. Young, too! The poor donkey carrying heryou should talk to him if you want a real storywas struggling. I learned later they came all the way from Nazareth, up in Galileethats hill country. I dont know how he did it.
TCNW: They came inside and
Y: They trooped in and stood there at the front desk. They looked pretty pathetic, let me tell you. I was busy with paperworkyou know, the stuff the tax collector insists onand hoped theyd just go awaytheres a Motel VI down the path a bit, you know. But they rang the bell and thats when I realized they had no place to go. Homeless, I guess. Or at least home was a long way off.
TCNW: Cmon. Youve seen homeless people before. Innkeepers arent in the habit of providing free lodging. But you did. How come?
Y: I dunno. They looked like a nice young couple. I didnt know then
but they seemed different, special.
TCNW: So you found themthese two sort of homeless people, one very, very pregnanta place to stay. Describe it.
Y: Well
it wasnt as bad as some of the stories make it out to be. True, my inn isnt likely to rate four stars in the Michelin Guide, but I run a clean place. I guess now, though (chuckling) itll always be just a one-star establishment, right?
TCNW: Cut the jokes and get back to the description.
Y: OK, OK. I found them a place out back, with the animals. Fact is, lotsa people lived like that then. And why not? A caveactually just a deep place in the hill with room out front for the livestockis warm. It gets chilly here at night.
TCNW: Did you keep an eye on them?
Y: Yeah, especially after I heard the cries. That kid had some set of lungs. Turned out to be a pretty fair preacher, didnt he?
TCNW: Yes. Keep going.
Y: Well, I stuck my head in, you know, just to make sure everything was OK. Now, thats when I knew something special was happening. When I bent over for a better look, I noticed he was wrapped in swaddling clothes, if you can believe it!
TCNW: So
Y: Hey, poor homeless people didnt have swaddling clothes; that was for special kids. And then when those kings showed up
. Homeless people dont usually get royal visitors. Turned out OK, though.
TCNW: What do you mean?
Y: They paid me in gold. Between you and me, I think they kept the frankincense and myrrh for the kids education.
TCNW: Look, youre an innkeeper. Like most, youve seen a lotthe good, the bad and the worse than bad. Right here is where I ask you if theres a moral to your story. And dont be giving me something theological. Or worse, something gooey and sentimental. You know, about peace on earth and stuff.
Y: A moral, huh? OK, how about this: Be careful when you help a homeless kid; you never know when youll discover a king.
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