Jesus the King

I was a tourist in England for about a week. It was long enough to get a taste of the buzz around the royal family. Sure, pictures of the queen, princes, and princesses regularly greet me at the checkout stand, but it’s to another level at the newsstands and water coolers across the pond.

I’ll admit it was pretty cool: we took a short walk from our friend’s place in Windsor to see AN ACTUAL CASTLE. A REAL-LIVE QUEEN would be there the next day.

Yet being an american I was thinking :”What’s the big deal?” 

Tom Petty sang:
It's good to be king, if just for a while
To be there in velvet, yeah, to give 'em a smile
It's good to get high and never come down
It's good to be king of your own little town

Is it good? What would it be like? Would you, like Tom Petty crones, “get a feeling of peace at the end of the day”? 

Why for so long did we think we needed a king or a queen? Are we any better without them? And finally: How strange is it that Christians this week will still gather on a day they call “Christ the King Sunday?”