I am preaching this coming Sunday, one of the High Holy Days of the Associate and Pulpit Supply preachers: "Thanksgiving Weekend Sunday." The other High Holy Days are "First Sunday after Christmas Eve" and "First Sunday after Easter." The Lesser Holy Days are of course "The Sundays that occur during Memorial Day, Fourth of July, and Labor Day Weekend."
Because of the way the secular and the sacred calenders meander, Thanksgiving Weekend Sunday can sometimes also be the First Sunday in Advent or Christ the King Sunday. For reasons that escape me (and for which I really don't care enough to google), the Liturgical Year starts with the First Sunday in Advent which is difficult enough to explain to not-a-worship-geek folks but also dredges up the best of the doom and gloom passages of Scripture. Okay, I know why the lectionary goes with death, suffering, and fear, it was obviously built before the Macy's Advertising Agency got their department staffed and running but again, explaining that is a tough stroke against the current for a number of normal American Christians. "I don't want to sing these gloomy songs during Christmas," one choir member said to me a few weeks ago. "I don't come here to be depressed. What will visitors think?" and she has a point. Lately I have started to wonder that if the Early Church leadership could figure out a way to co-op Solstice then maybe we should join the marketing frenzy and hope folks stick around in January for the really good stuff. But that's another day's bitter post. Today, I'm writing to vent on Christ the King Sunday. Which I'm preaching on. This Sunday. Maybe.
I get that the Lectionary is an ancient and honorable spiritual discipline. I get that it keeps us honest and in touch with the parts of the Bible we'd prefer to skip over. Even in the festival of the frantic consumer - I mean Advent...But Christ the King Sunday is a latecomer in a big way.
In 1925, Pope Pius XI, concerned about the rise of secularism and communism in the world, established the Feast of Christ the King (originally the last Sunday in October). The Rt. Rev. Msg. Rudolph G. Bandas writes, "The Feast of Christ the King was established by Pope Pius XI in 1925 as an antidote to secularism, a way of life which leaves God out of man's thinking and living and organizes his life as if God did not exist. The feast is intended to proclaim in a striking and effective manner Christ's royalty over individuals, families, society, governments, and nations." (Catholic Culture: Living the Catholic Life)
Well...okay. Certainly there is plenty of material in Scripture that actively claims the metaphor of Christ as King and proclaims the Kingdom of God and certainly there is much in our theology, including Calvin, that emphasis the Trinitarian God as the source of faith and salvation in our life and world but how did we end up with the last Sunday of the liturgical year on such a triumphal note? Why not Christ sending out the Disciples? Why not the empty tomb and the instructions to the women, "What are you doing here? Jesus is over there in Galilee where he said he was going to be?" Why not Pentecost? If the intent of the Liturgical Calender is to walk with Jesus and the Disciples through the course of his recorded ministry, why do we not end up with the same place that the disciples end up? Being sent back out again? And what about the self-emptying God? The one that sets aside all that God is and becomes human?
And why do we - a reformed, protestant church - include a 1925 Catholic Festival day, born out of anxiety, in our liturgical calender? Nothing against Catholics but 1925 isn't exactly an ancient and shared spiritual tradition.
Well - I guess there is some potential goodness out of all of this... The website, Catholic Culture, tells us that "A partial indulgence is granted to the faithful, who piously recite the Act of Dedication of the Human Race to Jesus Christ King. A plenary indulgence is granted, if it is recited publicly on the feast of our Lord Jesus Christ King."
Maybe I'll include in the Order of Worship this Sunday.
