November 23, 2025 – Solemnity of our Lord Jesus Christ, King of the Universe
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Jesus Christ our King is not the kind of king the world expects. When we hear “king,” we imagine someone powerful, protected, wearing a crown of gold. Yet, our Gospel today tells of a completely different image of a king. Jesus’ throne is a cross. His crown is made of thorns, and instead of soldiers guarding Him, people are mocking Him. To many, Christ our King looks weak, defeated, even powerless.
And yet, we call Jesus our King. Why? Because the true strength of Jesus is not shown in force, violence, or armies. His power is shown in love that does not give up, mercy that never closes its doors, and hope that refuses to die.
In the first reading of the Second Book of Samuel, the tribes of Israel came to David and said, “We are your bone and your flesh.” They chose David as king because he walked with them, suffered with them, led them, and protected them.
Jesus is an even a greater King. He did not just walk with His people. He became one of us. He carried our pain. He entered our darkness, and He stayed.
For many of us who lived through the Marawi Siege and the 2023 bombing, there were moments that perhaps we wondered and asked, “Lord, where are You? How can You be King if evil can do such harm?”
However, the Cross reminds us that Jesus is the King who does not run away from suffering. He enters it with us. He is not a distant King. He is a wounded King. This is the reason why He understands our wounds. Indeed, we have a king who stands with the wounded.
In the Gospel, one of the criminals looked at Jesus, bloody, weak, nailed to wood and recognized not a failure, but a King. He said, “Jesus, remember me.” And Jesus answered with the deepest royal authority, “Today you will be with me in Paradise.”
This is the power of our King! Yet, not found in the power to crush enemies, but the power to restore, to forgive, to heal, to raise us up when life pushes us down.
When violence tried to destroy this community, love still survived. When fear tried to rule our hearts, faith still whispered, “God is with us.” When the darkness of war tried to cover Marawi, the light of people helping each other rose again. This is Christ’s power at work in us. And Christ’s power is healing, not hurting.
The psalm today echoes and speaks of our hope and joy, “I rejoiced when they said to me, let us go to the house of the Lord.” After all our community has endured, you might think people would be afraid to come back to church. Well, this was indeed the feeling and experience of some of you. But look at us now, we still gather, pray, sing, laugh, and rebuild. That is a miracle in itself.
Indeed, the presence of each one of you here is a declaration that, Christ still reigns. Fear does not win. Evil does not win. Violence does not write the last chapter.
Moreover, St. Paul tells us in his letter to the Colossians that Jesus is the one who holds all creation together. Everything on earth, in the heavens, the entire universe—is in His hands.
And that same King holds you and me. Our family. Our memories. Our grief. Our healing. He is not only the King of the universe. Jesus is the King of our hearts, of our homes, of our future.
We may feel small after everything we’ve been through. We may feel broken at times. But Christ the King says: “You are not alone. I reign not by force, but by love.”
And love always wins. Love always rises. Love always restores. This is the King we follow. I would like to offer you now three simple and doable takeaways.
First, say this prayer every morning even for 2 minutes. “Jesus my King, stay with me today.” A short prayer, but it opens our hearts to Christ. And let His peace rule your thoughts. Let His mercy guide your actions. Let His strength carry your fears.
Second, practice one act of reconciliation. Call someone you’ve avoided. Apologize if needed. Forgive even if it is still painful because the Kingdom of God grows wherever reconciliation begins.
Choose hope even when it feels small. When fear or sadness comes, pause and say: “Lord, You are my King. I trust You.” Let hope be your quiet strength.
Christ our King may have looked powerless on the Cross, but His love conquered sin, conquered fear, and conquered death. And that same love is conquering our wounds, slowly, gently, day by day.
May Christ the King be our courage, our healing, and our peace. Hinaut pa.






