On the last Sunday of
each liturgical year, the Church celebrates the Solemnity of Our Lord Jesus
Christ, King of the Universe, or Christ the King.
Pope
Pius XI instituted this feast in 1925 with his encyclical Quas primas (“In the first”) to respond to growing secularism
and atheism. He recognized that attempting to “thrust Jesus Christ and
his holy law” out of public life would result in continuing discord among
people and nations. This solemnity reminds us that while governments come and
go, Christ reigns as King forever.
A poem for the Feast of
Christ the King
See how this infant boy
lifted himself down
into his humble crèche
and laid his tender glove of skin
against splintered wood—
found refuge in a rack
of straw—home
that chilly dawn,
in sweetest silage,
those shriven stalks.
This outcast king lifted
himself high upon his savage cross,
extended the regal banner
of his bones, draping himself
upon his throne—his battered feet,
his wounded hands not fastened
there by nails but sewn
by the strictest thorn of love.
Pamela
Cranston © 2019
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