Yesterday I touted my
Italian heritage. Today, I celebrate my Irish heritage with my favorite Saint
Patrick legend (and wink of credit to Cardinal Sean O’Malley):
The O’Boyles, my
maternal grandmother’s clan, hail from County Mayo, a part of Ireland that was
hallowed by St. Patrick’s ministry. They tell the story of a dramatic
conversion of an Irish chieftain named Ossian. A huge crowd assembled in
a field to witness his baptism. St. Patrick arrived in his Bishop’s
vestments, with a miter on his head and a crosier in hand. He stuck the
crosier in the ground forcefully, as if to emphasize the power of the sacrament, and
began to preach a long sermon on the Catholic faith. Ossian, who was
standing directly in front of St. Patrick, began to sweat profusely, he grew
pale and fainted dead away. When some people rushed over to help, they
discovered, to everyone’s horror, that St. Patrick had driven his crosier right
through Ossian’s foot. When they were able to revive Ossian, they asked
him, “Why did you not say something?” The fierce warrior replied, “I thought
that it was part of the ceremony.”
Ossian may not have understood
much about liturgy and rituals, but he did understand that discipleship is
often difficult. It means carrying the Cross. It’s a costly grace,
but one well worth the effort.
Good News
of the Day: Stop & Shop is opening from 6:00 am to 7:30 am for seniors only
(60+). Spread the news; our seniors
really need this. God bless Stop &
Shop!
More
Good News: For those who live nearby, Sweet Melissa Patisserie has Irish Soda
Bread!
Tomorrow: My first book
recommendation.
May the Irish hills caress you.
May her lakes and rivers bless you.
May the luck of the Irish enfold you.
May the blessings of Saint Patrick behold you.
Much peace! Deacon Mike
My mother, Anna Marie O'boyle Gallo would be so happy to know that you are telling this story. Thanks, Mike
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