A King Of A Very Different Sort

November 22, 2020

Hope Lutheran Church

Rev. Mary Erickson

Matthew 25:31-46

A King of a Very Different Sort

Friends, may grace and peace be yours in abundance in the knowledge of God and Christ Jesus our Lord.

Christ the King Sunday is the new kid on the block. It’s the most recent liturgical holiday to be added to the church year calendar. It’s not even a hundred years old yet!

This feast day was added to the calendar in the Year of our Lord 1925 by Pope Pius XI. Europe was still recovering from World War One, the war to end all wars. Secularism and nationalism were on the rise. And in Italy, tensions were rising under the fascism of Mussolini. Pius sensed that the faithful needed a day to focus their hearts and minds on the reign of Christ.

This feast day comes on the very last Sunday of the church year calendar. And on this final Sunday, we focus on the final things. When all is said and done, when the kingdoms of this world come to an end and are no more, Christ will still reign.

We hear this morning the parable of Christ’s final judgment. All of the nations and peoples are gathered before him. And like a shepherd, he separates the sheep in the flock from the goats.

Christ then addresses the sheep at his right hand. He invites them to enter into the heavenly realm. “Because when I was hungry, you fed me. When I was thirsty, you gave me something to drink. You clothed me when I had nothing to wear, you took care of me when I was in sick, and when I was in prison, you visited me.”

The people at his right hand were confused. “What are you talking about, Lord? We never did any of these things!”

“Ah, but you did! When you did these actions for the least among you, you were doing them to me.”

By the same token, Christ spurns those gathered at his left hand. They had not fed or cared for him. They argue that he’s falsely accusing them. “We NEVER neglected you, Lord!” And Christ says that when they failed to help their neighbor in need, they had, in fact, neglected him.

Christ comes among us in disguise. He’s hidden in the form of the most vulnerable, and even downright wretched!

Like many, I’ve been a binge watcher of the Netflix series “The Crown.” This is how we expect to find royalty! They live in elegant mansions, they arrive at functions surrounded by pomp. They wear precious jewels, they dress in expensive gowns and impressive military uniforms. And everywhere they go, they’re treated “royally.” There are curtsies and bows. Even prime ministers are on edge as they stand in the queen’s presence.

But not so our Jesus, the lord of heaven and earth! He chooses to come secretly. He was hidden among us, even from the start. Jesus was born in a smelly stable, bundled up and laid in a feed trough. Then his family had to flee and live as refugees in a foreign land. When they returned to Nazareth, Jesus grew up in a common laboring family. His father was a carpenter.

As an adult, his friends weren’t earls and dukes; they were fishermen and tax collectors. He didn’t hang out with the elite and wealthy; he chose to befriend prostitutes and the demon-possessed.

No, Jesus was never in our midst as a readily apparent king. But here he was, Israel’s anointed! The Messiah. The servant king.

The story is told about an aging king who had no heir. He wanted to select someone to be the next king. And chiefly, he wanted this new king to love the people of his land as much as he did.

So he sent a message to the young men in every corner of his kingdom. He invited them to an interview. From those who interviewed, the king would appoint his successor.

This news came to one very poor man living in a remote village on the edge of the kingdom. He was a kind-hearted man and very hard working. But, alas, he had nothing presentable to wear for an audience with the king. So he worked extra hard and earned enough money to purchase a new set of clothing and for supplies for his long journey.

He packed up his new clothes in his bag and set out for the royal palace. He travelled many days. When he was about a half day’s journey from the palace, there he came upon a poor beggar along the road. This man was in miserable condition! He was dirty and wore tattered rags for clothing. He was trembling from the cold. He extended his arms to the young man and weakly cried, “Please, sir, can you help me?”