This might be one of those passages that we are tempted to skip over. It sounds awfully medieval, doesn’t it? All this talk of obedience and weapons and battle and kingship…
These days, we have a tendency to prefer a “kinder, gentler” Jesus. We like to think that we have put the whole idea of kingship more or less behind us. What is a king, after all, if not a sort of romanticized dictator? No, we’re more civilized than that. We prefer to think of Jesus as someone…to hold in very high esteem. And our Heavenly Father? Well, we tend to think of Him more as a “heavenly grandfather”—a benevolent, but slightly senile old guy who doesn’t really care what we do so long as no one gets hurt.  And even if we do hurt someone, he’s not likely to notice or even remember it later.
|Pantocrator Mosaic of Hagia Sophia|
Now I’m not suggesting that it is good to be afraid of God—as though he were sitting up there in heaven just itching to hit the ‘smite’ button on his computer…but then again, as the Book of Proverbs tells us, “the fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom.” For if God is truly good, then he must be truly just. Moreover, if our actions in this world are to have any real meaning, they must have real consequences in the world to come.
The Catechism says this: “The seventh of the Holy Spirit’s gifts, and yet first in the rising scale of value, is the Fear of the Lord, which contains the virtue of Hope and impels us to a profound respect for the majesty of God. Its corresponding effects are protection from sin through dread of offending the Lord, and a strong confidence in the power of His help.”
Notice that hope walks hand-in-hand with this holy fear. Although we “dread offending the Lord,” we know that we have the strength, in Christ, to be holy in His sight. We have the Eucharist. We have the sacrament of Reconciliation. We have the combined resources of the largest charitable organization in the world at our disposal. We are the Church, the glorious bride of Christ, who reaches out her hands to the poor, extends her arms to the needy, whose value is far beyond pearls. By virtue of our citizenship in this kingdom and by means of our obedience to this king, we have the courage to call ourselves soldiers in this, the greatest of all battles.
 C.S. Lewis wrote something similar in his book, “The Problem of Pain.” Read it. I promise it will be worth your time.