Showing posts with label Christ the King. Show all posts
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Sunday, November 23, 2025

The Last Sunday after Pentecost, Christ the King, Proper 29 C, November 23, 2025

Holy Cross Monastery, West Park, NY

Br. Robert Leo Sevensky, OHC

The Last Sunday after Pentecost, Christ the King, November 23, 2025

This past Wednesday, the New York Times published an article titled “How Two Times Reporters Cover Christianity in a Polarized America.”  It was an interview by Patrick Healy with two journalists from the New York Times whose beat is religion, Elizabeth Dias and Ruth Graham. In one of her responses Ms. Dias commented: “I remember talking to one Christian man in politics earlier this year who was explaining to me that while, yes, he sees America as a democracy, he also ultimately sees it as a democracy inside a monarchy where Jesus is king.”   What should we make of such a statement by a politician, a statement likely shared by a significant segment of the American population? How do we talk about kings in our religious discourse and in our Christian message given our recent history of No Kings demonstrations and the frankly ambiguous evaluation of kingship in both the Old and New Testaments? Is there any place at all for talk of kings or sovereigns or empires?


I struggle with this. It's undeniable that God, the Holy One, is described as king and sovereign and universal ruler and judge throughout the long history of the Bible. It's also undeniable that of the hundreds and hundreds of references to kings and rulers and sovereigns, many--perhaps the majority--refer to bad kings and rulers and sovereigns: evil tyrants, oppressors, tribalists or nationalists, dictators, autocrats, men (almost always men!) who were violent, vindictive, selfish and deeply, deeply flawed. It seems that references to good kings are scarce, and even these are not without their own ambiguity. Think of David: a mighty king who obtained his wife by having her husband killed in battle. Think of Solomon: wise perhaps but somewhat profligate. Did he really need to build that large a temple in Jerusalem and at the cost, no doubt, of enslaved or indentured people? Jesus, too, is called king, both in scripture and certainly in the spiritual tradition of Christian worship and prayer. But what does that mean exactly? For all its triumphalism, today's feast invites us to struggle with this language and this imagery…language and imagery which can be both comforting and dangerous.


An historical footnote. Today's feast is exactly one hundred years old. Pope Pius XI created it in 1925 to counter a growing secularism and certain developments in the world political  theater. There was the rise of the Bolsheviks in Russia and the beginnings of the fascist movement in Italy under Mussolini as well as various radical labor movements and a looming political settlement that was going to deprive the Vatican of the papal states which once covered most of central Italy, reducing its land holdings to a mere 121 acres in the center of Rome, the so-called State of the Vatican City.  Against these developments and others, the Pope instituted this feast as a reminder that the only real and ultimate power is that of God in Christ…though with the implication, I think, that it was the Vatican which was at the center of that power. The feast or observance was originally observed on the last Sunday of October until it was transferred in 1970 to the last Sunday after Pentecost, the Sunday next before Advent, which means the last Sunday of the Christian year. In an amazing ecumenical development, the readings that went along with the feast included in a new three-year cycle of readings—the so-called Comon Lectionary—were adopted by many Christian bodies including  Anglican churches as well as Lutheran, Reformed, Methodist and others. And with the readings came the feast. Some would say that our own current political situation in this country and throughout the world reflects the same chaos and fears that Pope Pius XI addressed one hundred years ago. I certainly share that view, at least to some extent. But again, we must ask ourselves: what is a king, a sovereign, an emperor? And can we honestly speak of God in Christ in such terms?


When I think of a king or sovereign or emperor, I think of someone  who has uninhibited, absolute power and who enjoys a lifetime appointment or tenure and who has control over large numbers of people and resources. And they are often people who wear strange apparel:  crowns and ermine robes. And they carry scepters and orbs and wear swords. As a child I was fascinated by such things. I remember looking at an old issue of the National Geographic Magazine that covered the coronation of Queen Elizabeth the Second in 1953. Wow, I thought. This is great. The recent coronation of her son, however, I found more than  little embarrassing with symbols and ceremonies that no longer spoke to me or to our age. But those are extras really. Let’s face it: kingship, sovereignty, imperial majesty is all about power. And most of the royal rulers of Europe and elsewhere no longer exercise such power. But others do…or hope to.


Today's readings for this Feast of Christ the King offer us a radically different vision of kingship. In today’s gospel passage from St. Luke, we are invited to see the kingship of Jesus in all his glory, though not seated on a throne, or carrying orb and scepter, or wearing fine robes and certainly not a sword or saber. Rather we see the fullness of the kingship or reign of Jesus exercised from pulpit of the cross. And what is that exercise? It is nothing less than forgiveness. In Luke's gospel that we hear today, Jesus prays, “Father, forgive them; for they do not know what they are doing."  And to the criminal who asks Jesus to remember him, he says: “Truly I tell you, today you will be with me in paradise.” And the final word is not that Jesus but that of a centurion who saw what had taken place. He praised God and said, “Certainly this man was innocent.”


If today we acknowledge Jesus as king or sovereign or ruler, it can’t be a kingship of this world, as Jesus says in St. John's passion narrative, but one which is characterized by mercy, forgiveness, a reaching out to others even in our own pain, and like that centurion, witnessing to the injustices of our world. And in the power of that witness praising God and changing our lives to become more and more agents of mercy, forgiveness, and compassion.  Just like our Savior. Just like our King. Just like Jesus.


In the second half of Lent, as we approach Holy Week, we begin our morning worship by saying or singing the invitatory: “Christ is reigning from the tree; Come let us worship.” This is the kingship of Christ. It’s not the entirety of it of course, but it is at the center, and it marks and interprets all the other images of the kingship of Christ, the sovereignty of Christ: Christ the Judge, Christ the Truth, Christ the Shepherd, Christ the Governor, Christ the victor, Christ the Lord. It is this Christ that is captured in the famous 13th century prayer of Saint Richard of Chichester which many years ago memorably became part of the musical Godspell. Saint Richard prayed: 

Thanks be to thee, my Lord Jesus Christ,
for all the benefits thou hast given me,
for all the pains and insults thou hast borne for me.
O most merciful redeemer, friend and brother,
may I know [see] thee more clearly,
love thee more dearly,
and follow thee more nearly, day by day.
Amen.

“O most merciful redeemer, friend and brother.”  That, for me, is Christ our King. And perhaps that is enough.

Christ is reigning from the tree. Come let us adore him. 

Amen.

Sunday, November 26, 2023

The Last Sunday after Pentecost, Christ the King - November 26, 2023

Holy Cross Monastery, West Park, NY

Br. Randy Greve OHC
The Last Sunday after Pentecost, Christ the King, November 26, 2023

Ezekiel 34:11-16, 20-24
Ephesians 1:15-23
Matthew 25:31-46

 

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Recent American history has evoked a reckoning. Movements such as #metoo, the facing of past and present racism, even in the church, and the dismantling of many Confederate statues and symbols are but a few of the shifts in these years.  This reckoning is an unveiling of the patterns of denial and privilege that is leading us to a deeper awareness of our collective unfinished business of creating a society with liberty and justice for all.  Yet as our heightened commitment to justice comes as grace-filled liberation for many, for others the present moment is a threat to previous ways of organizing power and has inspired an equally intense resistance that seeks to preserve racial, gender, sexual, and other barriers and prejudices.  Those empowered by the ways of denial are not happy about this reckoning.  
In her book, The Great Emergence, Phyllis Tickle describes this reckoning as a once every five hundred year rummage sale during which the political and religious foundations shift and crack and institutions go from chaos to realignment in ways that are both hopeful and dangerous, exciting and disorienting.  She writes that the central question during the transition is, “Who is in charge?”  Who has power and how is it being used?  The deepening levels of political and religious polarization and partisan strife in our culture points back to Tickle’s question.  In his last book, Morality: Restoring the Common Good in Divided Times, Rabbi Jonathan Sacks writes about this phenomenon; “Something new is happening: the sense that the other side is less than fully human, that its supporters are not part of the same moral community as us, that somehow their sensibilities are alien and threatening, as if they were not the opposition within a political arena, but the enemy, full stop.”  We are in the midst of the cracking and do not know the extent or the duration.  The desire after the worst of the pandemic to “return to normal” has confronted the undeniable reality that whatever that “normal” was way back in February 2020 is not coming back while what will be is not yet fully known.  As old structures of power are questioned and critiqued, but before new ones have coalesced, we are at an impasse that invites careful reflection and mindful discernment as to the faithful response of word and deed.  
 

If we are paying attention, we come around to the seasons of the Church year and her feasts over and over again yet as if meeting them for the first time.  The collects and readings are the same, but the moment, the “now” of each feast and season is unrepeatable. The reckoning of Christ’s life and work among us takes on ever more urgent importance and is an ever more vital source of unshakable hope amidst the disorientation.  It is good to celebrate Christ the King.  Necessary to that celebration is to take seriously the claim of Christ the King for today, among us, within the changes and chances that 2023 have brought us.  
 

Christ the King disorients and reorients, evokes frustration and hope.  Perhaps only Trinity Sunday is a rival in the admonition to the preacher - “just don’t say anything heretical!”  It is a truth claim and title that by itself evokes a range of reactions about spiritual power and authority.  Can the eternal identity of Christ meet our present honest struggles and longings, our unknowing and fear, and still be affirmed?  Christian disorientation is creating two main reactions: on one hand when theology is doubted, just double down - vigorously preserve the tribal dogma against its critics and enemies.  On the other side are those who have been harmed by abuse in the name of Christ and who struggle to preserve faith when the voices and models have acted contrary to the Christ they proclaim. They see no way to integrate the claims of faith with their emotional experience.  
 

I suggest Christ the King gives us a third way - not a Christ who is tyrannically demanding conformity, yet a Christ whose rule is necessary to fulfill my human dignity and freedom.  Let’s start with the obvious. Christ is King. I am not king. You are not king. The judgment scene in St. Matthew gives sole rule and reign to the one who gathers and knows and who pronounces what might be called a verdict on our behavior’s compassion or lack thereof.  Note carefully how nowhere does Christ the king ask my opinion, solicit my help, or seek my advice about how to be king - there is no committee. The only thing that humans do in the scene is ask “when did we see…?” Christ, we may affirm from the text, is not a mascot for my side over the other. Christ is not King in such a way that aligns him with those who believe they are right, who hold power, who claim superiority simply by the fact of those beliefs or powers.  No persons or groups get a free pass, special status, or exemption from the standard of judgment.  Christ is not a means to gaining power for myself.  Christ is not available to be weaponized into a sword with which I smite the infidels.  What we would need to know if we were going to construct a theology of power based on knowing, exclusion, absolute answers, and fixed boundaries is missing.  Such as…
When will the final judgment come? We don’t know because the story does not say when the final judgment will come.
    How can we know with certainty who are sheep and goats? We cannot. The story identifies what sheep and goats do, not who they are. Christ knows.
    Do we help Christ execute judgment against our enemies? We do not.
Has much energy been spent by Christians seeking to answer these questions and who believe that answers are attainable? Yes. Are the answers any of our business? No.
 

I find I would much rather be a helper than a subject.  I would like to serve on Christ’s staff.  Wise understanding is not rightly oriented toward inventing what the text does not provide, but first taking as given that we are not mini-kings who must rule over those in error, but limited and imperfect humans in fellowship with other equally limited and imperfect humans. The story purely distilled is reinforcing the differences between the divine vocation and the human vocation and pointing toward how these separate powers interact.  When we aspire to divine acts, Christ is giving us back the gift of our human creatureliness with all its glory and honor, all its passing-breath mortality. Part of the gift and glory of being human is what we do not know, cannot know, what is hidden from us, what is of an altogether different order of reality from our ways of understanding. Our vocation is to let the unknowns be unknown so that we can attend to the human quest of love for our neighbor.
 

Christ the King asks us to awaken to being human not as a problem to be overcome, but as a gift to be received and shared.  What is not said, what is kept in God’s own being, what is missing, is information that also makes the story formative in that our attention is pointed toward seeing and doing what we can, not what we cannot - that is where our power resides.  Our deepest search is for Christ, but Christ the King himself declares that our search is not fulfilled in esoteric theories and speculation, not in power over others, but presence with and service to others.  The place to find Christ is in the other. There is a theme in scripture of God appearing in the stranger. Christ is always coming to me in the other person.  By grace I am Christ going to my brother or sister.  To locate Christ as the One encountered in the other puts me in an open, expectant, and generous posture - in other words, makes me human.
 

Aware of what we do not know, but on the last day will know because we will be fully known, our power is liberated toward human flourishing in this our waiting-time before the setting right of the world.  In our care of the least of these, we discover a reality bigger than our unknowing - that Christ the King is present to us through them and that we are present as Christ to them.  That is the reckoning to which we are called.  In the moments of seeing and responding, we are choosing to be counted among the blessed inheritors of the kingdom.  That compassion participates in and adds to what foretells the end of violence and exploitation, the end of greed and idolatry, the end of division and ingratitude. Amen.

Sunday, November 20, 2022

Christ the King - November 20, 2022

Holy Cross Monastery, West Park, NY

Br. Aidan Owen, OHC

Proper 29 C - Christ the King - November 20, 2022



In the name of the One God, who is Lover, Beloved, and Love Overflowing. Amen. 

Today being a named feast—Christ the King—should make the preacher’s task easy. The three-year lectionary cycle gives us three different images of Christ as King. This year is particularly juicy, if you will, especially given our current political, social, and environmental chaos. 

As I was preparing for this sermon, I kept wanting to tell you about how Christ is not a worldly king. His crown is a crown of thorns. His throne the Cross. In a world in which our leaders set themselves up as demagogues, this is model of kingship we need. I kept wanting to tell you that God’s power is made perfect in weakness, as Paul reminds us. That the kings and potentates and dictators of this world will have their end, that their power goes only so far as the bullet and the bomb, but that God’s power outlasts even the sharpest bullet or the biggest bomb. 

I wanted to tell you all these things. I even believe them. But instead, I heard the Holy Spirit whispering to me, “tell them about Love.” Today is a celebration of the triumph of God’s love. And not at some distant time we call the future, or in some far-off place we call heaven, but right here and right now. 

Julian of Norwich reminds us that all God does for us in Christ is Love and for the sake of Love. Christ’s crown is Love, and Christ’s glory is Love. His death was for Love, and his rising for Love. He sustains us with his Love, and he clothes us with his Love. When the rags of this world fall away from us, only Love remains. 

The feast we celebrate today, the feast of Christ as King, is the celebration of God’s all-powerful love for us and the whole world. It’s also the promise that, after the bullets and the bombs and the heartache, God’s love wins. 

The wisdom of our lectionary reminds us this morning that Christ’s self-giving love is the love of the Cross. Any parent can tell you that deep love is a crucifixion. Because true love reveals our powerlessness. Love takes us to the edge of our being, where we see our own inability to save our beloved, and at that edge, love impels us to pour ourselves out anyway. That’s the love Christ shows for us, pouring out his life for us and offering himself for our healing and redemption. 

We don’t need complex theologies of atonement to understand this movement of love. We only need to move down into our hearts. There we find Christ, enthroned on his Cross, planted in the soil of our hearts. There we learn that love is never about building up or throwing down. It isn’t about conquering or triumphing. Love breaks us down and breaks us open. It softens us, slows us, empties us. And in that emptiness—miracle of miracles—Christ’s love fills us full again with a life we could never have imagined. 

Christ’s way of love is the way of smallness, powerlessness, and failure. And it’s also the way into the kingdom of God. 

Fr. Jermonde Taylor, one of the candidates for bishop in this diocese, said the other night that the major problem facing the Church and Christians today is that we are trying to live whole lives. Instead, God calls us to live fractured lives. Like the host, broken into pieces, we are to live lives broken open to the love of God. And as God stitches us together into the Body of Christ through our participation in the Paschal Mystery, we who were many are made one and whole in Christ. 

The problem with trying to live whole lives is that we shut God out of the process. Wholeness is not ours to make. Salvation is not ours to grant. We cannot create life or flourishing or grace. Actually, quite the opposite. It is our smallness, our frailty, our dying, and our weakness that allow God’s power to move through us to remake and restore us and God’s beloved world. 

The beginning and the end of that work is Love: our love for God, but most particularly God’s love for us. 

Whenever we sing St. Patrick’s Breastplate, I choke up at the line “Christ in hearts of those who love me.” There is some deep truth in those words that shatters me. And if Christ lives in the heart of those who love me, then Christ also lives in my heart, loving the people that fill my life. 

Luke is constantly reminding us that the Kingdom of God is within us. Right here. Our own hearts are Christ’s throne of glory. And, fractured though our lives may be, Christ reigns within us, loving us and the world with a love that reconciles all things. 

It isn’t just that Christ’s love within us outlasts earthly kingdoms. It’s that right here, and right now, that love ties us to eternity and to the fullness of God within us and among us. We are already in Christ’s kingdom, and if we had the eyes to see, we would see this church filled full of saints and angels and all the chorus of heaven, surrounding us, cheering us, loving us. 

To quote Dame Julian again, all will indeed be well, because at deepest level, all is already profoundly well, even here, even now. Christ is already seated on his throne of glory in heaven, on the Cross, and in our own human hearts.

Sunday, November 21, 2021

Christ the King B - November 21, 2021

Holy Cross Monastery, West Park, NY

Br. Robert Leo Sevensky, OHC

Christ the King B - Sunday, November 21, 2021




Some years ago, I heard the story of a preacher in Boston who prayed the Lord's Prayer thusly: “Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name. Thy Kingdom come, thy will be done in Boston as it is in heaven.”  We can laugh at this as a classic expression of Boston snobbery, where the Lowells talk only to Cabots and the Cabots talk only to God.  But why not pray this way? Why not pray that God’s Kingdom come and God’s will be done in West Park, or Brooklyn, or Kansas City or London or Beijing or Cape Town? Why not pray for the coming of the Kingdom here in this particular place, now at this time?

Another Bostonian, former Speaker of the House Tip O'Neill, is famous for having said: “All politics is local.”  And perhaps the coming of God’s Kingdom, like all politics, is also always local, situated in time and place, in the lives and experiences of concrete persons and communities.  At the very least, the Kingdom starts this way, and it is never less than local no matter how cosmic or universal or timeless it may become.

Thy Kingdom come, says our prayer, but it also emerges, beckons, invites, and develops here and now, emerging and developing and beckoning until the second coming of Christ, until the Parousia, until the end of time, until Christ becomes All in all, until the universal restoration of all things, until everything has been gathered up into the very heart of God.

The Kingdom is, of course, God’s. It is God's work, God's will, and God's crown. But you and I are co-operators with God in this great endeavor, co-workers or co-conspirators with the Holy One in this noble process. Yes, perhaps it can come without us, but I think God wants it otherwise. 

How does this happen? How do we assist God in the advancement of God's reign and the establishment of God’s Kingdom? It is quite simply by our own acts, small or great…repeated acts of love and kindness and joyful hope, sometimes very small indeed, but never, I repeat never, ineffective in this cosmic process of the establishment of God's dream for the earth and for us.

As I've reflected on this, I've returned again and again to a homely image from my high school years. I was a good student, but never great in the sciences, never a star in biology or chemistry or physics. But I remember well a classic demonstration that has probably been repeated in chemistry labs throughout the decades, if not centuries. It has to do with supersaturated solutions.  A supersaturated solution—and here I quote from the internet:
… is a solution that contains more than the maximum amount of solute [or component] that is capable of being dissolved at a given temperature. The recrystallization of the excess dissolved solute in a supersaturated solution can be initiated by the addition of a tiny crystal of solute, called a seed crystal…. Recrystallization from a supersaturated solution is typically very fast.
Superstrated solutions look like other liquids, if sometimes cloudy, and not particularly special. But they are filled with potentiality. And as the teacher or student adds one or two more grains of the chemical, suddenly a tipping point is reached, and the entire solution crystallizes, and what was once clear or cloudy liquid now is, in the twinkling of an eye, a solid. It is now changed, and it refracts light in the most marvelous ways and looks quite transformed. 

I wonder if the world we live in is not also, in some sense, a spiritually supersaturated solution, already filled to the brim and seeded by God, waiting perhaps for that one small action, that one loving deed or change of heart, that one seed of ours which contributes in an invisible but powerful way to a tipping point which has the potential of transmuting the whole thing into something quite new and remarkable.  I wonder if, when Jesus says: “The Kingdom of God is among [or within] you” (Luke 17:21) we are meant to understand this as an invitation to add the seeds of our lives, our own particular and often hidden acts of love or kindness or intentionality, large or small, which can become a tipping point for the larger entry of God's reign.  No, this or that one act might not be the seed which brings about the cosmic transformation of everything into a new creation, but it might well play an immensely critical role in laying the conditions for the possibility of the breaking in of God’s Kingdom in ways that we cannot even begin to imagine, nor would have been possible had we not acted.  If this be true—and I think it is—what an amazing and awesome potentiality it is and what holy power we share.  

In the First Letter of Peter, we read: “You are a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, God's own people in order that you may proclaim the mighty acts of him who called you out of darkness into his marvelous light.” (I Peter 2:9) What if we took that seriously? What if in fact we are a royal priesthood, a kingly people? And what if our royal priesthood, connected as it with Christ’s eternal priesthood, is precisely to sow seeds into the supersaturated reality of our present day, filled as it already is with invisible seeds of divine grace? And what if in doing this, we participate in the advancement of the Kingdom in all its glorious diversity and rich variety? 

We catch glimpses of or experience these seeds being sown around us all the time all the time. Last week I was at the Walgreens in Kingston, accompanying a brother from our assisted living wing as he received his COVID booster shot and flu vaccine.  He had some difficulty and needed assistance, and a young woman employee, whom I assumed to be an assistant manager, came to our help. As we were going along, she turned to me and said, “I don't know if anyone's told you this before, but you're doing a great job.” I was stunned.  It was as if I was being blessed and acknowledged without either looking for it or expecting it. I don't know what possessed me, but I just said to her: “God bless you.” And she said with a big smile: “And God bless you.” I later thought: what was that all about? No, the heavens didn't open, trumpets didn't sound, the Second Coming had not quite occurred.  But in those few remarks, unsolicited and surprising as they were, the Kingdom was advanced, and I—little ‘ole me—caught a glimpse of it on Broadway in Kingston, New York.  I realize now that I was approached that day by royal priest, a kingly woman, one of God’s own people. 

I don't know much about royalty. The model of sovereignty that I am most familiar with is, of course, Queen Elizabeth II of the United Kingdom—long may she reign—but that doesn't really say much about the royalty of Christ nor about our own royal priesthood. In today’s gospel passage from St. John's gospel, Jesus stands before a powerful ruler of this world, Pontius Pilate, and simply states: “My Kingdom is not from this world.” No, it's not, but it is in this world if not from it or of it, and we catch glimpses of it all the time if our eyes are open and our ears attentive and our hearts unguarded. This world is a supersaturated solution waiting for you and me to drop seeds of loving kindness and mercy and justice and reconciliation until that moment when the created order is crystallized and transformed into a new community or order of love and truth and wholeness: “Thy kingdom come.”

Dear royal people, dear kingly brothers and sisters, dear priests of Christ, all of us: we must do our part. Let us share boldly and unashamedly in the ministry and work of Christ our King.  Let us scatter seeds of love and hope, however we may, wherever we are, whenever we can.  God is waiting for you and me to do the next right thing.  And so is this supersaturated world. 

Amen.

Sunday, November 22, 2020

Feast of Christ the King A - November 22, 2020

Holy Cross Monastery, West Park, NY

Br. Luc Thuku, OHC


I don't believe in Kings! I don't believe in Presidents either! I don't believe in any kind of leadership… and if Rob and Bernard would close their ears, I don't believe in superiors either! What, you may ask, led me to this distaste?  Well, my country was colonized by a Kingdom that committed attrocities left, right and centre and the pain is still felt to this day. 

If you are hooked into the current craze on Netflix, The Crown, you also may have encountered some facts that show how dysfunctional, entiltled and ‘bordering evil’ this particular mornachy’s family is. 

We then fought for independence  and we got a president…our own man as we love to say. He was a corrupt, ruthless dictator and his successors in office have followed in his footsteps in ensuring that corruption, exploitation and intimidation are the order of the day even though we claim to be and are regarded as one of the best examples of democacy in Africa, but I believe we are a perfect example of democracy gone bad anywhere! 

As I entered early adulthood, I joined religious life seeking a home and Community, but mostly to belong, and all I got until I encountered Holy Cross, was misunderstandings, wrongful judgements and hatred that I did not deserve. In midlife, I moved to an adoptive country that I loved and at some point that country chose a president who was racist, divisive, mysygonistic, sexist, corrupt, the list goes on…things the devil himself would be ashamed of being associated with! Thankfully the worst of that era will soon be in the past and the future looks a bit promising but a lot of work is needed. 

You are justified to ask if I don’t believe in any form of leadership, why then Am I standing infront of you on the feast of a King, the Feast of Jesus Christ the King of the Universe? The answer to that is as simple as it is complex.  This is because Leadership is as inevitable as it is necessary and the choice is what kind of leadership do I want to have and not whether I should have leadership or not!…plus here and there I have encountered very pleasant leadership although it is sadly an exception and not the norm. 

A few years back in Kenya slighlty before a tighly contested presidential poll,  similar to what we just had here this month or in 2016, a meme was circulated in the internet containing a picture of Jesus Christ the King  and it said..”no matter who is elected president, Jesus Christ is still the King!” Never in America and in the entire world have we needed to hear those words than this present moment! Today’s feast is suggesting to us and celebrating a different kind of leadership than we are used to, Servant leadership! Today’s feast also celebrates intergrity in leadership, honesty, maturity and selflessness, qualities that are almost extinct in our contemporary leaders. I would, therefore, love to invite you to explore this style of leadership with me and hopefully you will be converted with me into moving from not believing or rather from tolerating kingship/Leadership into craving kingship/ Leadersip!
 
In today’s first reading that we heard from the prophesy of  Ezekiel Chapter 34 verses 11 to 16, God assures us that He himself will seek his sheep, meaning us, and rescue them from where they are scattered, gather them together and feed them, and he himself will be the shepherd. He promises to  seek the lost, bring back the strayed, bind up the crippled, strengthen the weak, and the fat and strong watch over…in other words, none would be neglected! God declares at the end of verse 16 that “I will feed them in justice”! All of us or at least most of us have lived through different campaign periods by the same politicians. We have heard different promises and pledges of what and how much they will do for us but I don't remember any of them promising to feed us in justice. Although most pretend that they will serve all equally they, and we, know that the major beneficiaries of their rule are their closed circles and those who think like them, not to mention their families and cronies. 

Therefore, God promising a reign of justice for all must have been like music to the ears of the oppressed of the day…. and is still music to my ears and I hope to your ears as well. God goes further in verses 20 - 24 to declare that he himself will judge between the fat sheep and the lean sheep. We are mostly used to hearing from the scriptures about the judgement or separation being between sheep and goats, wheat and chaff, good and evil and our minds got accustomed to thinking of “us” versus “them”. Today's first reading is telling us that God will judge sheep against sheep. The strong sheep that pushes the weak sheep around with side and shoulder, thrusting with horns and by so doing take advantage of the weaknesses of the other which more or less we are responsible for. This judgment of God will therefore touch all of us because in God’s vocabulary, ‘’THEM’' does not exist. It is just ‘’US’'! 

The Gospel passage we read today continues where the first reading left to explain to us how this judgement and justice will be dished out. It will be simple and not as elaborate and graphic as some of us would want, or were promised …remember those Sunday school teachers and preachers who say our lives will be displayed as in a video/movie for everyone to see..?
  
It will simply be based on what we did or failed to do to the least of our brethren, our fellow human beings, hence we will be, or are already, judging ourselves. It will be according to the simple tasks that we carry out on daily basis. Feeding others, visiting others, comforting others, being there for others, welcoming others, loving others…is that too difficult to understand? Then I will make it simpler…

”I was a Mexican kid in a cage but you kept quiet, I was turned back at the Southern border sent back to be murdered by dictators and drug cartels but you never championed for me, I was murdered in numerous black men but you kept mum, I suffered ill health for lack of insurance but you said nothing to the policy makers,  I was jobless and called lazy when I sought social security but you breathed out no word about the system that creates inequality, I was a homosexual jailed in Uganda and elsewhere but you said nothing because out of sight out of mind was your approch to issues, I was earning less than my colleagues because I was a woman but you were okey with that, my name was blasphemed by rabid prosperity gospel pastors and ultra conservative priests who distorted my words and misquoted me but you said nothing because you didn't want to risk being seen as judmental, I was denied justice as a person of color but you never came to my rescue”…

The sad thing is that most of us will judge ourselves to damnation because we ignore the simple things and go for huge things while scripture and saints, especially Teresa of Calcutta, keep reminding us that God never asks us to do extraordinary things but to do ordinary things in an extraordinary manner.
 
In the Sundays and many of the weekdays leading up to this feastday, if you have been following the readings, be it from the liturgy of the Eucharist or the Offices, you know that many of the passages are eschatological or apocalyptic in nature. The Church does this not to scare us to submission but to remind us  that all things come to an end! We are coming to the end of this toughest of liturgical years in recent history at the end of this week. We will end what is called Ordinary time as well as begin Advent being reminded that Christ has died, Christ is risen and Christ will come again. This great truth is the reason why we celebrate the Feast of Christ the King on the last day of the liturgical year. It is a reminder to us that while we do not know the day or the hour of Our Lord's retrurn, the day is coming when time will be no more. But even when that day comes, the Lordship of Christ will continue to reign supreme because he is trully the firstborn of all creation and in every way the primacy is his. 

As we celebrate Christ’s kingship over the universe, his Divinity and his Lordship over all that is seen and unseen, it is fitting that we ask ourselves some most important questions. If we know him to be the king of the universe, the second person of the Trinity and our Divine Lord, have we trully made him the Lord over our own lives? Do we through obeying his words treat him each and every day as though he is our King and Lord? Do we serve him as King and worship him as Lord in the way that he deserves to be worshipped and served, and as the gospel reminded us we serve him by serving others especially the less fortunate? Is he the center of our lives as he ought to be if he is truly our King? 

Let us pray as Paul urges us in the second reading this morning from (Ephesians 1:15-23) that the God of our Lord Jesus Christ may give us a Spirit of wisdom and revelation of Him, having the eyes of our hearts enlightened so that we know the Hope to which we have been called to, and the immeasurable  greatness of power in us who believe , all stemming from the power of Christ’s resurrection. 

My brothers and sisters, the message today is simple; and it is this… regardless of who is in Washington or who rules in the capitals of the world, there is only one true King, Jesus Christ! As we celebrate his Kingship on this last Sunday of the liturgical year, let us recall what we said or heard as the Easter candle was lit at the Easter vigil….”Jesus Christ yesterday, today, the beginning and end, the Alpha and the Omega, all times  belongs to him, and all the ages. To him be glory and power through every age forever”!  Christ Conquers! Christ Reigns! Christ Rules! Amen 

Sunday, November 24, 2019

Last Sunday after Pentecost - Sunday, November 24, 2019

Holy Cross Monastery, West Park, NY
Br. John Forbis, OHC
Last Sunday After Pentecost - Christ the King - Sunday, November 24, 2019

Jeremiah 23:1-6
Colossians 1:11-20
Luke 23:33-43

We, Christians, are strange people. The world looks to royalty to be either imperial rulers or symbols of national pride and patriotism.

We worship one who is executed as a blasphemer and seditionist. He hangs between two thieves. We institute a feast in which we call him “King”. He never accepted this title himself. When Pilate tries to coerce him to admit he is a king, he responds cryptically, “You say that I am.”

He is a “King” who would not be King: an anti-king. We worship a man nailed to wood; a crown of thorns gouged into his head. He is an object of mockery and derision, including the pièce de résistance – a plaque above his head also calling him King of the Jews, a title reserved only for Herod.

The temptations from the Devil have come back to haunt him. The masses taunt him with familiar phrases, “If you are the Son of God, save yourself.” This execution surely must be the opportune time for the devil to return.

However, despite the jeers that taunt him to doubt God’s affirmation of him as the beloved Son with whom he is well pleased, the King Anti-King will not be averted from the one thing that is the culmination of his mission and fulfillment of his eminence as the Beloved Son of God.

He dies of his own will. He dies forgiving. He dies promising paradise to a thief. He commends himself into God’s hands.

Yes, we, Christians, are strange people indeed. If we are suffering, we are not compelled to look for the quick fix, to desperately seek out comfort and avoidance of conflict – the immediate gratification compensating for our pain and loss. Instead, we are urged to endure … to exercise patience, exude joy and gratitude for sharing in others’ pain, saints in light and embrace God’s grace and transformation pouring from God’s own grieving heart. This costs the King/anti-King everything and costs God his Beloved.

He is also the anti-King who tells us, as we read just two days ago, that unless we are like children, vulnerable and dependent upon God, we will not enter the Kingdom of Heaven. If we refuse or hinder these children, ourselves and each other, we are refusing Christ, and if we’re refusing Christ, we might as well don a millstone around our necks and jump into the sea and drown in its depths.

This King who would not be King advises us to cut off our hand and foot, tear out our eye and throw them away if they cause us to stumble. Blindness, lameness and being maimed are preferable to the alternative, says the one whose sense of his intimate and familial relationship with God is placed into jeopardy by the devil’s attempt to cause him to stumble and the devil’s anti-victory at his Crucifixion.

But how can he expect us to submit to such horrors?

Well, he is a broken man, derided, mocked, taunted, tortured. Blood blinds his eyes from his ghastly crown, streams from his hands and feet and finally from a deep gash in his side. He is lame, maimed and blind.

The other bitter reality is that I am quite capable to play many roles in this grotesquerie. I could be a Roman soldier vying for his purple cloak, a self-righteous religious judge fooling myself that I am proving Jesus wrong, a blasphemer, a charlatan. I am a part of the crowd who jeers and mocks and can’t turn myself away from the voyeuristic fascination of this blood feast. I could even be one of his crucifiers.

We are drowning, lame, maimed, blind who have no idea what we are doing, people who has and does betray others, ourselves and most of all, God. Yet, from his terrible anti-throne of suffering, Jesus speaks forgiveness. He doesn’t just invite us into his kingdom that is not a kingdom.

It’s a foregone conclusion. We will be and are today with him in nothing less than paradise! A place beyond anything we can ask or imagine, a power of complete surrender, emptying and sacrifice, an anti-power beyond time and space as we know it.

Jesus promises eternity. The Resurrection follows, it has happened. It happens still. It happens now as we celebrate this feast in this place. This paradise permeates all that we do and are, how we are creatively transformed and reconciled to God, how we welcome, clear the way and serve the child to enter community with us as Jesus welcomes and opens the way of life and wholeness for the thief

Not only does Jesus subvert the image of king, but he subverts whom we blindly think and concede we are, a people consigned to greed, self-interest, ignorance, hatred and violence. A gang of crucifiers or ingratiators to kings for our own advancement, a concession to being irredeemable, beyond mercy and forgiveness.

Just when we are drowning in and crippled by tyranny, Christ’s love is stronger than death. As I am seduced, duped into blame and indifference, Christ, the victim of all of these abuses, offers forgiveness for what he endures from and for us. To a criminal consumed by guilt and self-punishment, seeking connection and recognition, he offers not hope but a promise.

From Christ’s anti-throne, the cross, the anti-King lords over nothing. He gives up power for which we can commit the most heinous acts. The anti-King refuses retaliation and vengeance for which we vehemently clamor or coldly expect. In death he insists on life, love and healing.

As Christ is defeated and deposed from his anti-reign he chose for himself, he becomes the triumph of God’s transformative life beyond time, wholeness that gathers us, the crippled remnant, from wherever we are scattered into God’s paradise and love that overcomes tyranny, destruction, violence and finally death. Amen.

Sunday, November 25, 2018

Christ the King B - Sunday, November 25, 2018

Holy Cross Monastery, West Park, NY
Br. Bernard Jean Delcourt, OHC
Proper 29 B – Sunday, November 25, 2018

2 Samuel 23:1-7 or Daniel 7:9-10, 13-14
Revelation 1:4b-8
John 18:33-37

Click here for an audio version of the sermon.

I have ambivalent opinions and feelings about the phrase “Christ the King.” I will readily admit that Christ may be King of the Universe regardless of my opinions and feelings about it.

After all, Jesus is part of the one and indivisible Trinity. So when we read about Jesus announcing that the Kingdom of God is close at hand, we retrofit Jesus into the phrase the Kingdom of God. We see God the Creator and Sustainer of All as putting Jesus, his Anointed One, the Christ, on the throne above all earthly thrones.

But biblical or otherwise, there is no metaphor we can use about God that fully encompasses God. Each and every one of our metaphors for God grasp at some aspect of the Godhead without fully capturing God.

Can you hear me struggling with the phrase “Christ the King?” So I tried to not deal with it in this sermon. And as is usual, in such instances, God would not let me get away with it. So here go the musings of one who prefers other titles of Jesus.

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Illogically, I have no problem with the title “Lord.”  As a child, I learned to address Jesus as “Seigneur,” French for “Lord” without thinking about what a lord was in the world. It was like a term of endearment between me and Jesus.

But I should have similar problems to call Jesus “Lord”, if I have problems with “King.” Lord is an appellation for a person who has authority, control, or power over others acting like a master, a chief, or a ruler. It can also be used to refer to a deity with the same attributes.

I think that is also how I think of King in the title “Christ the King.” It makes me think of an overlord who can be arbitrary in his exercise of absolute power.

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Somehow, my admittedly limited concept of God focuses more on attributes of caring, empathizing, guiding, teaching and unifying. I do understand that Jesus is not always meek and sweet. But I do think of him primarily as a Lover; my Beloved and lover, your lover, your lover. I’m not worried about sharing my divine lover.

I guess that’s why I am always so moved by the passage of the gospel according to John where Thomas exclaims ‘My Lord and my God!’ (John 20:28)


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As for the image of a King, I suppose the Psalms don’t help me when they state “Do not put your trust in princes, in mortals, in whom there is no help.” (Psalm 146:3) King is an attribute I see in humans not in God.

It seems to me that in his lifetime, Jesus shirked the title of King. I think he was aware that it was a political construct that reduced him to a zealot who would overthrow the Roman occupiers to restore the Kingdom of Israel.

But as John the Evangelist has Jesus answer to Pilate: “My kingdom is not from this world. If my kingdom were from this world, my followers would be fighting to keep me from being handed over to the Jews. But as it is, my kingdom is not from here.” (John 18:36)

Jesus is willing to play with the King metaphor because that is how Pilate understands the dynamic between them. Pilate is guarding the supremacy of the Roman Empire against any competing claims to political power. But Jesus is beyond that power dynamic. His purpose is to testify to the truth (John 18:37); a higher truth than that of any Kingdom, especially an earthly one.

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The only time I understand Jesus as implying he will be King in the Gospels is in the Gospel according to Matthew where Jesus speaks privately to the apostles.

“Jesus said to them, ‘Truly I tell you, at the renewal of all things, when the Son of Man is seated on the throne of his glory, you who have followed me will also sit on twelve thrones, judging the twelve tribes of Israel.” (Matthew 19:28)

If the apostles are on twelve thrones, who is this Son of Man seated on his throne but Jesus himself? Did the apostles understand this saying as referring to an earthly restoration of the Kingdom of Israel? Maybe.

Is that what Judas told the High Priest Jesus was up to? That may be why they accused him of calling himself the “King of the Jews,” a title we don’t find claimed directly by Jesus anywhere in the Gospels.

In any case, that would have been a reductive interpretation of what Jesus was trying to tell the disciples. It seems to me Jesus was referring to a metaphorical Kingdom beyond secular ones; a throne he would ascend to after his resurrection.

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The feast of Christ the King is a fairly recent one in the Christian Church having been instituted in 1925 by Pope Pius XI, in his encyclical letter Quas Primas (In The First). It came in reaction to the horrors of World War 1 and the rise of totalitarian regimes (fascist as well a communist ones).

In his encyclical, Pius writes "...the Word of God, as consubstantial with the Father, has all things in common with him, and therefore has necessarily supreme and absolute dominion over all things created."(Pope Pius XI, Quas primas, §7).

In the Gospel according to Matthew, Jesus says: "All power in heaven and on earth has been given to me." (Matthew 28:18)

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I do understand the Christian impetus to establish the primacy of God’s dominion on creation over that of secular regimes and ideologies. In the face of imperialism or totalitarianism, it is very reassuring to think of God as an almighty monarch who can protect us from the abuses of earthly powers.

Maybe there is mileage yet in the title of Christ the King as a means of resistance in the face of abusive uses of political powers.

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In the meantime, I will focus on what my Beloved taught us: “A new commandment I give to you, that you love one another: just as I have loved you, you also are to love one another. By this all people will know that you are my disciples, if you have love for one another.”

Lord Jesus Christ, Beloved, you are the Alpha and the Omega. You are my Lord and my God, who is and who was and who is to come, the Almighty. Make me an instrument of your Love.

Amen.

Sunday, November 26, 2017

The Feast of Christ the King, Year A: November 26, 2017

Holy Cross Monastery, West Park, NY
Br. Aidan Owen, OHC
Christ the King - Sunday, November 26,2017

To hear the sermon in its fullness click here.



Br. Aidan Owen, OHC
I always find today, the Feast of Christ the King, to be a bit troubling and disjointed. As the collect for the day reminds us, this is meant to be a feast of the final unity of all creation. And yet, at least on the surface, today’s gospel reading is not about unity at all.

At the end of time, Matthew tells us, Jesus will return to separate, not to unite, and to send some into everlasting life and others into the outer darkness.

And then there’s the whole king thing. I went to Union Seminary, so my ears are acutely tuned for the tintinnabulation of patriarchy and empire. Even for those who don’t approach scripture from a feminist, anti-imperial standpoint, it should trouble anyone who models her life on scripture that we celebrate Christ as a king.

Scripture doesn’t have good things to say about kings. Remember when the Israelites complain about how all the other people have kings and so they want one, too? Through Samuel God lets the people know what a king will be like:

“He will take your sons and make them serve with his chariots and horses, and they will run in front of his chariots. Some he will assign to be commanders of thousands and commanders of fifties, and others to plow his ground and reap his harvest, and still others to make weapons of war and equipment for his chariots. He will take your daughters to be perfumers and cooks and bakers. He will take the best of your fields and vineyards and olive groves and give them to his attendants. He will take a tenth of your grain and of your vintage and give it to his officials and attendants. Your male and female servants and the best of your cattle[c] and donkeys he will take for his own use. He will take a tenth of your flocks, and you yourselves will become his slaves. When that day comes, you will cry out for relief from the king you have chosen, but the Lord will not answer you in that day.” (1 Sam 8:11-18)

The sense of this passage is clear: kings are bad news. They only want to take from you to support themselves in luxury.

Then, of course, we have Jesus, who continually rejects kingship throughout his ministry. After he multiplies the loaves and fish, he withdraws to a deserted place, as John tells us, because he knew the people intended to make him king. Later, when Pilate asks him if he is king of the Jews, he says, “you say that I am.”

Jesus used many names and images to convey the work he was about. He is Son of Humanity, Messiah, the True Bread, Living Water, the Word, the Way, the Truth, and the Life. The only time he is King is when his tormentors are mocking him. So why do we insist on using an image and a title for Jesus the Christ that he rejected?

For the early Christian communities, to call Christ King was to assert that Ceasar was not ultimate. In the context of the Roman Empire, to assert the kingship of Christ was a subversive act. But the same cannot be said of us today. We Western Christians are not living as people marginalized by empire. Far from it. We are the empire. If you don’t believe me, look around. This building, as beautiful as it is, is an imitation of an imperial meeting hall. These vestments we wear, lovely as they are, are stylized forms of imperial regalia. And the elaborate form of our Eucharistic feast, again as meaningful as it is to us, has very little of the intimate meal of Jesus’ body and blood that our early Christian forbears would have known. We often still live with the myth that the empire became Christian under Constantine. How far from the truth. The empire never became Christian. Instead, institutional Christianity became imperial.

I believe we need seriously to ask ourselves: In this context, can a feast celebrating the kingship of Christ still be a subversive act? Or does it, as a friend of mine so eloquently put it, merely draw us back into the muscle memory of empire? Is the image of Christ as a king something that can be purified to guide the Church and the world into deeper healing? Or is it an image that needs to die so that something new can be born in its place?

I suspect there is a deeper reason we celebrate this feast of Christ’s kingship. Like our ancestors the Israelites, we, too, want a king. In a world that has been and continues to be devastated by the forces of empire, by racism, hatred, environmental degradation, colonialism, sexual abuse, misogyny, capitalism, and all the rest of the evil that plagues our world, we want a king to set things right. We want a savior who will intervene and bring order to chaos, who will vanquish those who do evil (who are, not surprisingly, also those with whom we disagree). We want the final triumph of good over evil.

But this life is not an action movie. There is no hero who is going to come and save us from ourselves. While I understand the desire for that kind of saving king, it relies on a childish fantasy religion, divorced from the reality we live in. And, furthermore, it is a fantasy that is not rooted in the gospel.

Returning to today’s gospel lesson, though, we see that Jesus has in mind something far better than kings, far better even than himself as king. Jesus offers us his own heart, beating within us, his own blood flowing through us, his own breath lifting our chests, and his own sight lightening our vision. Jesus offers us his very life to be our own.

If we can begin to listen to this story of the sheep and the goats with the ear of our heart, rather than with ears trained to the imperial drumbeat, it takes on a different valence entirely. We seem to read it as prescriptive—as showing us the way to get to heaven one day—but it isn’t. It is descriptive. It reveals to us a deeper reality already present among us. This story is not about what will happen someday. Rather, it is a description of the reality of today that is hidden from our sight. The story serves a set of lenses that reveals reality right here and now.

St. Benedict, in his rule for monks, provides for the excommunication from the community of those who break the bonds of fraternity. When a monk breaks the rule or disregards his relationships to the rest of his community or to God, he is excluded from table fellowship. He must eat at a different time and in a different place from the rest of the community. To drive the point further home, the rest of the community is forbidden even to talk with him. The idea is that, by his actions, this brother has already excluded himself from the unifying fellowship of the community. His punishment, so to speak, emphasizes the choices he has made in order to show him the deeper reality of exclusion he has already enacted by his choices. At the same time, however, that brother is never left entirely alone. The abbot deputes mature and wise brothers from the community to council the errant one and to work to bring him back into the fold.

A similar dynamic is at work with these sheep and goats.

The sheep are those who already live in the beloved community, here and now, because, whether they are conscious of it or not, they live in love with Christ in themselves, the people around them, and the whole created world. They hear the shepherd’s voice calling to them in every molecule of this hurting, bleeding world. They follow that voice within themselves and in everyone they meet. They know that whatever challenges they face along the way, the voice of the shepherd is leading them back home. Furthermore, they don’t rely on their own intelligence and strength. Rather, they understand that the whole is so much greater than they are, and that the fellowship of the beloved community is itself union with God. These sheep already live in heaven, because no matter how brutalized the world they serve, there they find Christ. They are never without God, because they see and seek God in everything, all the time. They not only exclude nothing from their experience of God, but they actually move into deeper communion with the Holy One in the most extreme and horrific instances of life. In other words, there is nothing in their experience of this life that excludes the presence of Christ. Everything draws them deeper into God.

By contrast, the goats, stubborn and independent, refuse to follow any voice but their own. What they love, they call good. They are so consumed with themselves that they never realize that all the time Christ’s life is shining all around them. Like the errant brother in Benedict’s rule, the goats have exiled themselves by their own choices and by their inability to enter, here and now, into the heavenly realm. These are the ones who pick and choose their experiences of God. Who judge good and bad, and seek Christ only where it is comfortable for them to do so. These goats already live in hell, because they deny themselves communion with Christ in the world around them and the caverns of their own hearts.

The sheep know that to get to heaven, you have to go to hell, because that is where Christ lives. The goats never get to haven, because they refuse to go to hell.

We have no need to wait for some future time for Christ’s glory to be revealed. Eternity is right now, and heaven and hell surround us in every single moment. Whether we live in heaven or whether we live in hell has everything to do with our willingness to enter the wholeness of our life right this very moment. If we want to know and love Christ, we have only to look around.

Jesus doesn’t say that when we tend to the marginalized and the poor, he is sitting there, watching, smiling, and approving of our actions. He says that he is the poor and the marginalized and the outcast of the world. Not that he is with them. He is them. This is a very important distinction. And he is us, too, whenever we are weak and vulnerable and hurting.

The throne of glory of which Jesus speaks is the growling belly of an immigrant woman who has less than $5 a day to feed her family. The blood that flows through Jesus’ veins is the dirty water of our inner cities, poisoned with lead and given to poor children of color. His flesh is the scarred and desiccated coal mines of West Virginia and the soot-stained skin of poor working whites in Appalachia.

And yes, Christ’s throne is also our own hearts, broken by whatever afflictions have plagued our lives, by the shame, the fear, the abuse, the unmet longings of our own deep hearts.

But there is another call in this text as well. If we are to be the sheep who see and love Christ in the most broken people and places in this world, then we must begin to see Christ in the goats, too. Can we seek Christ in the brokenness and the disordered consumption of the empire in which we live? Can we begin to recognize empire as a pathology, to understand that the forces of empire destroy and maim the souls even of those who benefit most from its systems of privilege, commodification, and oppression? Can we see that those maimed souls are often our own, and that, Christ lives there, too? Can we depute wise and mature sheep to the goats, to bring them back into the fold?

We have no need to wait for our salvation. Our salvation is already here. We are already saved, now, in this place, already whole, already holy. We have merely to ask for eyes to see and ears to hear Christ within and all around us.

This Christ may be a king, but if he is, we must also remember that his crown is thorns and his throne is a cross. His kingship explodes every meaning of that word, and it looks nothing like any kingship this earth has ever seen. For myself, I long for a different word than king, a word yet to be uttered by human lips, a word that is more silence than speech. And I’ll pray for the ears to hear that word in the searching gaze of my human brothers and sisters, of the devastated and majestic earth we live on, and in the cave of my own heart.