Mansfield Fox

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Sunday, November 20, 2005

The Hardest Part

Greg at the Discernment Dilemma has up a nice post on the Feast of Christ the King and the day's Gospel.
When did we did we see you hungry, thirsty, naked, ill, or in prison and not care for you? This brings back to mind one of the hardest things that we're commanded to do in the Gospel. Let's face it - if you just slap yourself around a bit, you can keep from lying or stealing. Similarly, it's not that hard to swallow your anger and not murder someone like I felt like doing in CCD today. Even, for crying out loud, loving your enemy is something that can be done. But seeing Christ in everyone around you...that's a killer. That separates the boys from the men. That brings out our true colors.
See also Father Tucker's homily, in which Father ruminates on what it means to be a courtier to a King whose crown is thorns, whose throne is a cross.

¡Viva Cristo Rey!