You know this is heading to another king, right? What a contrast, though. There were no 1000 count sheets comforting Mary's baby, just rough swaddling clothes with a straw mattress poking through. It was a borrowed bed - borrowed from the cows and donkeys.
After a lifetime of service and giving and loving and teaching, He is laid to rest in a borrowed tomb - dependent again on the kindness of a stranger. There was no state funeral - quite the opposite, actually. The burial was hurried and the most basic customs placed on hold in deference to the Sabbath. At least it was a new tomb. It could have been a paupers grave if Joseph of Arimathea hadn't stepped up.
William, Kate and George have everything they desire - everything that money can buy, at least. Jesus had nothing. Throughout His life He was dependent on the kindnesses of others. On the other hand, Jesus gave everything: His position, His lifetime, His life.
Now that's a royal I can watch.
That's a royal I want to emulate.
That's my King!