A King should come in a gold coach drawn by white horses…this King came on the back of a donkey. A King should come in the prime of the day with people cheering, trumpets blasting, and flags flying high welcoming him…this King in the quiet silence of the darkened streets of Bethlehem. No crowds to welcome Him, no trumpets or flags…just the sound of the donkey’s shuffling along the street. A King should come with all the opulence and honor due him as he arrives at his castle…this King arrived at a stable with no fanfare, just the watchful eyes of the cattle & sheep to attend Him. That night mankind was silent, not even realizing that the King of Kings had been born…but the angels couldn’t contain themselves, so instead, the angels proclaimed His birth. Glory to God! Christ is born!