Long Live Christ the King!

Long Live Christ the King!

Under the cry ¡Viva Cristo Rey! thousands of men and women gave their lives for Christ. They loved Christ with all their heart, they believed in God with all the strength of their being and followed Christ with all its consequences. They shouted with all the strength of their soul ¡Viva Cristo! Reign Christ in our hearts, in our families, in our Homeland!

Who were they? They were the "Cristeros," the men and women who defended their faith with a burning heart of love for Christ, they defended their faith with their words and their blood.

Men like Father Miguel Agustín Pro who, before a firing squad, spread his arms in the shape of a cross and died screaming with a loud voice ¡Viva Cristo Rey!

Young people like José Sánchez del Río who, before being captured by his murderers, wrote: "Mama, it has never been so easy to win heaven like now, and I do not want to lose the opportunity."

Brothers and sisters, how beautiful it is to be Cristero. Why? Because Christ is our King, because Christ is at the center of our life, because with the love of Christ - the heart of love and life burns.

I want to be a Cristero, and you?

Fr. Ricardo

Associate Pastor

And a portion of Jose’s biography:

José Sánchez del Río was taken prisoner for following the steps of Christ. On February 10, 1928 at 11 o'clock at night the final hour for Jose arrived.

The executioners flayed his feet with a knife. They took him out of the inn and made him walk, while beating him, to the cemetery. The soldiers wanted to make him renounce his faith by force of cruelty, but they did not succeed. God gave him strength to walk, shouting “Long live Christ the King and the Virgin of Guadalupe.”

Already in the pantheon, he asked where his burial was to be, and with an admirable trait of heroism, he stood at the edge of the grave itself, to save the executioners the work of transporting his body. Then the minions rushed at him and began to stab him. With each stab, he shouted again: "Long live Christ the King! Long live the Virgin of Guadalupe!"

In the midst of the torment, the chief captain of the escort asked him, not out of compassion, but out of cruelty, what he should say to his parents. Jose replied: "That we will see each other in heaven, Long live Christ the King! Long live the Virgin of Guadalupe! "As these exclamations came out of his mouth, the captain shot him in the head, and the boy fell into the grave, bathed in blood, and his soul flew to heaven.