The scene was so different from what they had imagined it would be – the cottage, the cramped and poorly furnished living room, the baby wrapped in ordinary swaddling clothes, the humble mother – nothing to suggest that they were in the presence of royal greatness, except an indefinable yet undeniable atmosphere which made the building in Bethlehem altogether different from any other they had known.

So in perfect faith they did what God had called them from so far away to do.  They knelt before the Babe and worshipped him, “…and when they had opened their treasures, they presented unto him gifts; gold, and frankincense, and myrrh” (King James Bible, Matthew 2:11).