We all live in a “little town”, and we all have to do ordinary things–yet that is exactly where the Christ Child wants to be born.  Today’s poem for Sunday is all about that:

Housekeeper

This is my little town,
My Bethlehem,
And here, if anywhere,
My Christ Child
Will be born.

I must begin
To go about my day–
Sweep out the inn,
Get fresh hay for the manger
And be sure
To leave my heart ajar
In case there may be travelers
From afar.

        ~Elizabeth Rooney

And as Cardinal Schonborn says in his commentary on today’s Gospel: “Doing the simple things is not always simple, but it is certainly the best way to prepare for Christmas.”