The Donkey's Story
I heard the door creek open
And watched them slowly come inside
There were just the two of them
Standing side by side.
She was young and in distress
I sensed it right away
He made a place right next to me
In which for her to lay.
We were quiet, all of us
Not a whinny or a bray was heard
The stable filled with quiet moans
She didn't speak a word.
I stood there watching quietly
As the stable filled with light
My eyes were drawn toward Heaven
And a special star that shown so bright.
The next thing I remember
There were cries of a newborn babe
He was wrapped in swaddling clothes
And next to me in the manger laid.
Angels appeared and sang their praises
Unto the newborn King
And our lowly stable was transformed
Into a Holy, Heavenly scene!
Three kings came from the East
And offered gifts to Him,
And I remember a sweet aroma
From the frankincense of these men.
It's a moment engraved in time
It affects all who will ever live
The night that God chose to send
His most wondrous, precious gift.
This is the story I love to tell
It's from a donkey's point of view
Just ask any one of my friends
And they'll tell you that it is true!
This was the night that Christ was born
God's gift to all who will believe
Mankind was blessed, but so was I
For He was placed right next to me!
Written By: Janey Hauck