In my travels I’ve arrived at destinations not to have a bed, so I understand the Holy Family’s
feelings of despair, and the miracle feeling when someone kindly offers something. For example, after arriving in Bali via a 34 hour flight, only a single hotel room remained—the one nearest to the construction crew with jackhammers repairing the hotel’s stonework. And the bed felt like a miracle!
Had I carried the heavy feelings of anger from my long travels, I’m not sure the room would have been offered or that I could have slept. That’s why I’m reminded to DECIDE:
“To travel far, travel light, and be sure to pack all your dreams.”
And indeed I did.