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Wednesday, March 17, 2021

The Real Story of St. Patrick (in Irish, Pádraig)

 

It might interest you to know that Patrick was neither Irish nor Catholic. He was born in the year 387 at Kilpatrick, near Dumbarton which is in Scotland. This was during the reign of Roman Emperor Theodocius I (r.379 to 395), who, after his own conversion, converted the entirety of Roman Britian to Christianity in 380.

Patrick’s parents were Calpurnius and Conchessa, a Roman couple who were Christians. His birth name was actually Maewyn Succat. It wasn't until he was in the Church that it was changed to Patricius, a Roman name which means “noble of the patrician class,” referring to the class that had ruled Rome since the early Republic. His father was a Decurion, or a cavalry officer, in command of Roman soldiers, who had been originally sent to the northern area of Britannia to keep order on the outskirts of a Roman Empire in decline. The Decurion’s troops would have had to deal with the Picts of Scotland and the Celts in Ireland, who had remained unconquered by the Romans.

When he was not yet 16, Patrick was captured by Irish pirates and taken as a slave to Ireland. He was sold to a chieftain in County Antrim where for six years he tended flocks, sleeping in the cold and often going hungry.

In his autobiography, Confessions, Patrick wrote, “…‘the Lord opened my senses to my unbelief,’ so that I might remember my many sins and, accordingly ‘I might turn to the Lord my God with all my heart.’” He also wrote about how his faith in God grew as he prayed to Him while shepherding the flocks.

One night in a dream, God told him a ship was ready to take him away. Now age 22, Patrick escaped on that ship and returned to his family, Patrick had a dream of children who had been kind to him in his escape. This and his memories of his time in Ireland caused him to want to return, this time as a missionary to tell the pagan Irish about the one true God.

But church leaders and Patrick’s parents opposed his plans to return to Ireland. They did not think the Druids were worth saving. His family shuddered at the thought of him returning to barbaric Ireland with the gospel, as the Druids were known to weave criminals and runaway slaves into giant wicker baskets and suspend them over a fire.

Patrick’s response was “…should I prove worthy, I am ready and willing to give up my own life, without hesitation, for His name.”

Upon his return, Patrick journeyed throughout Ireland, sharing Christ until his death on March 17, around the year 461 A.D. Patrick used a three-leafed shamrock to explain the Trinity to pagan Irish, forever linking the shamrock with him. He would tie shamrocks to his robes, which is why we wear green today.

By the seventh century, he had come to be revered as the patron saint of Ireland. St. Patrick’s Day is celebrated inside and outside Ireland as a holiday. (If you’re a Protestant, you’ll be wearing orange, not green.)

To me, his life is a testament to the good that can come when one listens to God and responds to His call, being willing to endure persecution, which Patrick did, to bring the good news to a lost people. He forgave his slave masters and those who mistreated him and won many to Christ.

 


 

Tuesday, March 17, 2020

St. Patrick...not Irish, not Catholic. Who was he?



The real story of St. Patrick (in Irish, Pádraig).
You might be interested to know he was neither Irish nor Catholic. He was born in Britain in the 5th century, the son of aristocratic Romans who were Christians. When he was not yet 16, Patrick was captured by Irish pirates and taken as a slave to Ireland. He was sold to a chieftain in County Antrim where for six years he tended flocks, sleeping in the cold and often going hungry. 

In his autobiography, Confessions, Patrick wrote, “…‘the Lord opened my senses to my unbelief,’ so that I might remember my many sins and, accordingly ‘I might turn to the Lord my God with all my heart.’” He also wrote about how his faith in God grew as he prayed to Him while shepherding the flocks.

One night in a dream, God told him a ship was ready to take him away. Now age 22, Patrick escaped on that ship and returned to his family, Patrick had a dream of children who had been kind to him in his escape. This and his memories of his time in Ireland caused him to want to return, this time as a missionary to tell the pagan Irish about the one true God.

But church leaders and Patrick’s parents opposed his plans to return to Ireland. They did not think the Druids were worth saving. His family shuddered at the thought of him returning to barbaric Ireland with the gospel, as the Druids were known to weave criminals and runaway slaves into giant wicker baskets and suspend them over a fire.

Patrick’s response was “…should I prove worthy, I am ready and willing to give up my own life, without hesitation, for His name.”

Upon his return, Patrick journeyed throughout Ireland, sharing Christ until his death on March 17, around the year 461 A.D. By the seventh century, he had come to be revered as the patron saint of Ireland. St. Patrick’s Day is celebrated inside and outside Ireland as a holiday. (If you’re a Protestant, you’ll be wearing orange, not green.)

To me, his life is a testament to the good that can come when one listens to God and responds to His call, being willing to endure persecution, which Patrick did. He forgave his slave masters and those who mistreated him and won many to Christ.

Thursday, March 15, 2018

Daniel O’Connell, "The Liberator" of Ireland

The issue of emancipation for Catholics consumed England for many decades, beginning in the 18th century and continuing until the Catholic Emancipation Act in 1829. Prior to that, Catholics could not, among other things, hold public office nor serve in Parliament. Ironically, the Prince Regent opposed Catholic Emancipation even though he married (illegally) Maria Fitzherbert, a twice-widowed Roman Catholic, who was arguably the love of his life. He did not, however, veto the new law in 1829, which was pressed by the Whigs and opposed by the Tories.

 

Daniel O’Connell, who in the 1810s and 1820s was one of the leading barristers in Ireland, led the campaign for emancipation and won the title “The Liberator.” 

 

He stood for election in 1828 in County Clare in Ireland, and though he was elected, could not take a seat in the House of Commons until the change in the law in 1829. He was a moderate and a brilliant voice speaking for the Irish in a way that England could not ignore.

 

Though a Deist in his youth, after an infamous duel in 1815, where he killed John D'Esterre, a leading member of the Protestant Ascendancy who had challenged him, O’Connell returned to his faith and became a devout Catholic, to the great joy of his wife.
 

In 1817, he stated,

 

“My political creed is short and simple. It consists in believing that all men are entitled as of right and justice to religious and civil liberty…I have taken care to require it only on that principle which would emancipate the Catholics in Ireland, would protect the Protestants in France and Italy, and destroy the Inquisition, together with inquisitors, in Spain. Religion is debased and degraded by human interference; and surely the worship of the Deity cannot but be contaminated by the admixture of worldly ambition or human force.”

 

Daniel O’Connell was a tall, handsome man with a head of dark curls and shinning blue eyes. I like to think my hero, the fictional Morgan O’Connell who is Daniel’s cousin, had the same appearance. Daniel O’Connell did have a Protestant cousin and Protestant friends, so it’s possible. In his younger days before he married, when he was training in England, Daniel was quite the rake. Perhaps my fictional Morgan O’Connell was one as well, that is until he met Rose Collingwood.

 

The Shamrock & The Rose

When the invitation to play the part of Portia in the Merchant of Venice presents itself, Rose Collingwood knew her family would never approve. But the opportunity is saved when her mother's friend, the Dowager Countess of Claremont, offers to be her guardian while she is in London.

To preserve her reputation, Rose disguises her true identity, becoming the actress "Miss Lily Underwood". All goes well, and she garners many fans, when a lost valentine and a deranged admirer throw Rose into the arms of the handsome Irish barrister, Morgan O'Connell, who is only too happy to oblige.

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