Another explosion in Austin, Texas, the fourth this month, injured two men last night. Vladimir Putin was elected to his fourth term as Russia’s leader with 76.67 percent of yesterday’s vote, his highest score ever. And March Madness saw so many upsets over the weekend that Fox Sports called the tournament a “once-in-a-generation kind of ride.”
However, I’d like to focus today on someone who made global news on Saturday but didn’t.
Chicago dyed its river green in his honor; Vice President Pence marched in a parade in Savannah, Georgia; the US women’s hockey team appeared at yesterday’s parade in Boston. Countries around the world celebrated his day.
All in honor of a saint whose real story few people really know. Here’s why you should.
“Come and walk still among us”
Imagine that you were credited with 120,000 conversions and the planting of three hundred churches. How would you begin your memoirs?
Here’s how St. Patrick began his: “I Patrick, a sinner, the rudest and the least of all the faithful, and an object of the greatest contempt to many . . .” In honor of St. Patrick’s Day last Saturday, I read his Confession and was astounded by what I found, not least his genuine humility.
St. Patrick died on March 17, around the year AD 461. Here is just some of the remarkable story his Confession tells.
He was born in Britain but kidnapped when he was fifteen years old and sold as a slave in Ireland. For six years, he worked as a shepherd. He then escaped and returned home to his family.
When he was around forty years old, he had a dream much like Paul’s Macedonian vision in Acts 16: “There I saw in a vision of the night a man whose name was Victoricus, coming as if from Ireland with innumerable letters, one of which he handed to me.” Just then, he heard the voice of a multitude “as if with one voice, ‘We entreat thee, holy youth, to come and walk still among us’” (Confession of St. Patrick, 3.10).
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