AT A carol service last Sunday, hosted by the first Open Table community in Liverpool, we heard this poem, which was moving, inspiring and too good not to share.

Is there room?
There rarely is
when people are desperate
and search for shelter.

Is there room?
There seldom is
when people are in danger
and beg for sanctuary.

Is there room?
There never is
when genocide is in the air
and the roads to escape are closed.

Is there room?
Will you open the door
for the child of Bethlehem,
even in the stranger’s clothes?

- John Johansen-Berg