St. Patrick’s Story

On March 25, 433, St. Patrick stepped onto the shores of Slane, Ireland and immediately gave a speech, which went something like this:

“Good people of the Emerald Isle! Henceforth on March 17th, or upon the weekend closest to that date, the rivers of at least one major city should be dyed green in my honor. People without the knowledge that the 3 leafed shamrock represents the Holy Trinity should wear them proudly, along with shiny green top hats. Many people will skip church in order to attend parades where green beads and cabbages will be thrown to the massive crowds who have gathered to celebrate the anniversary of my death. And children not wearing green shall be pinched unmercilessly. Ok, that’s it. Where’s the Guinness? Let’s all get sloshed!”

Ok, so it didn’t happen quite like that. 

When St. Patrick was simply Patrick, he grew up in Banna Venta Berniae, which was in the west of Britain in present day Wales. While Romanized, his family was most likely Welsh. Sixteen year old Patrick was sixteen when he was kidnapped by pirates. He was taken to Ireland and sold into slavery in Ireland where he was forced to serve as a shepherd and caretaker of animals. During his six years of captivity, he gave his life to Jesus. He also learned the Gaelic language of the people and the customs of Ireland.

Years later, he escaped and returned to his family in England, where he began preparing for the priesthood. In Confessio, Patrick’s autobiography, he writes about a dream in which he heard the collective voice of the Irish people compelling him, “We beg you, holy boy, to come and walk among us again.” So, much to the chagrin of his parents, Patrick returned to Ireland in 433 and set about sharing the gospel with everyone he met. Legend has it that Patrick used the shamrock to explain the Trinity to the local people, who had previously worshiped multiple gods.

Before Easter Sunday 433, the local Irish king, Logaire, issued a decree that no one may light any flame until the fires of a pagan spring festival were lit. Patrick, refusing to honor anyone but Jesus, lit the Easter candles anyway on the Hill of Slane. When the king heard about the devotion Patrick held to God, he was so impressed that he allowed him to continue his missionary work. 

St. Patrick lived the life of a missionary and converted thousands, planting churches across the entire island and training priests and overseers to lead them. Even though he was very well known, he lived most of his life in poverty, passing away on March 17, 461.

  • 300 years after St. Patrick’s death, Dallan Forgaill, an 8th century monk and poet, wrote the Gaelic poem “Rop tu mo Baile” honoring his devotion and unwavering commitment to God. 
  • In 1905, 1200 after it was penned, Mary E. Byrne, a university student, found a copy of the poem and translated it into English. 
  • In 1912, Eleanor Hull, an Irish woman, set the words of the translated poem to music. She chose the Irish tune SLANE because it was composed in honor of St. Patrick.
  • In 1919, the song was introduced to the world in its first hymnal and gained instant popularity. 
  • In 2019, hymnologists celebrated the 100th anniversary of the modern version of the hymn now known as Be Thou My Vision. 
  • This morning, I listened to a recorded version of the song and thanked the Lord for the devotion of St. Patrick.  Click here to check out this version by Shane and Shane.

May we all seek to obtain such a dynamic faith and undying devotion to the Lord as was displayed by St. Patrick. 
*Image courtesy of Timothy Dykes

The Selfish Decree of St. Patrick

On March 25, 433, St. Patrick stepped onto the shores of Slane, Ireland. He immediately demanded the opportunity to speak. His speech went something like this:

“Good people of the Emerald Isle! Henceforth on March 17th, or upon the weekend closest to that date, the rivers of at least one major city should be dyed green in my honor. People without the knowledge that the 3 leafed shamrock represents the Holy Trinity should wear them proudly, along with shiny green top hats. I decree that everyone should skip church in order to attend parades where green beads and cabbages will be thrown to the massive crowds who have gathered to celebrate the anniversary of my death! Oh, and children not wearing green shall be pinched unmercilessly. Ok, that’s it. Where’s the Guinness? Let’s all get sloshed!”

Ok, so that’s not exactly what happened. Here’s a more accurate account:

St. Patrick was born to Italian parents, residing in Scotland, in the year 387. When he was 14 years old, he was kidnapped by Irish pirates, taken to Ireland, and forced to serve as a shepherd. While there, he learned the language and the customs of the people. He also spent much time in prayer and dedicated to Jesus.  Six years after his capture, he escaped captivity and begged a ship captain to give him passage. Even as he was escaping, he had a dream where the people of Ireland were calling out to him, saying, “We beg you, holy youth, to come and walk among us once more.”

Upon his return to England, Patrick began his studies for the priesthood and was later named as Bishop Patrick. He was then given the task of converting Ireland for the glory of God. He did arrive in Slane, Ireland in 433, and set about sharing the gospel with everyone he met. One legend says one Chief named Dichu tried to kill Patrick, but discovered that his arm was unable to move. Once he prayed to Patrick to give his life to Jesus, his arm relaxed and could move again. 

Patrick preached the Gospel across Ireland, living the life of a missionary and converting thousands. He planted churches across the entire island, training priests and overseers to lead them. St. Patrick served for the remainder of his life in Ireland, living most of them in poverty and finally passing away on March 17, 461.  

The following unselfish prayer is attributed to St. Patrick:

I arise today through the strength of heaven;

Light of the sun, splendor of fire, speed of lightning, depth of the sea,

Stability of the earth, firmness of the rock.

I arise today through God’s strength to pilot me;

God’s might to uphold me, God’s wisdom to guide me, 

God’s eye to look before me, God’s ear to hear me,

God’s word to speak for me, God’s hand to guard me,

God’s way to lie before me, God’s shield to protect me,

God’s hosts to save me afar and anear, Alone or in a multitude.

Christ shield me today against wounding.

Christ with me, Christ before me, Christ behind me,

Christ in me, Christ beneath me, Christ above me,

Christ on my right, Christ on my left,

Christ when I lie down, Christ when I sit down,

Christ in the heart of everyone who thinks of me,

Christ in the mouth of everyone who speaks of me,

Christ in the eye that sees me, Christ in the ear that hears me.

I arise today through the mighty strength of the Lord of creation.

May we all be so focused on Christ as was St. Patrick.

*Image courtesy of Sergio Mena Ferreia

The Selfish Decree of St. Patrick

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On March 25, 433, St. Patrick stepped onto the shores of Slane, Ireland. He immediately demanded the opportunity to speak to the people of that city. His speech went something like this:

“Good people of the Emerald Isle! Henceforth on March 17th, or upon the weekend closest to that date, the rivers of at least one major city should be dyed green in my honor. People without the knowledge that the 3 leafed shamrock represents the Holy Trinity shall wear them proudly, along with shiny green top hats. I decree that everyone should skip church in order to attend parades where green beads and cabbages will be thrown to the massive crowds who have gathered to celebrate the anniversary of my death! Oh, and children who don’t wear green shall be pinched unmercilessly. Ok, that’s it. Let’s all get sloshed!”

Here’s a slightly more accurate account:

St. Patrick was born to Italian parents, residing in Scotland, in the year 387. When he was 14 years old, he was kidnapped by Irish pirates, taken to Ireland, and forced to serve as a shepherd. While there, he learned the language and the customs of the people. He also spent much time in prayer and soon dedicated his life to Jesus.  Six years after his capture, he escaped captivity and begged a ship captain to give him passage. Even as he was escaping, he had a dream where the people of Ireland were calling out to him, saying, “We beg you, holy youth, to come and walk among us once more.”

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Upon his return to England, Patrick began his studies for the priesthood and was later named as Bishop Patrick. He was then given the task of converting Ireland for the glory of God. He did arrive in Slane, Ireland in 433, and set about sharing the gospel with everyone he met. One legend says one Chief named Dichu tried to kill Patrick, but discovered that his arm was unable to move. Once he prayed with Patrick to give his life to Jesus, his arm relaxed and he could move it once again.

Patrick preached the Gospel across Ireland, living the life of a missionary and converting thousands. He planted churches across the entire island, training priests and overseers to lead them. St. Patrick served the Lord for the remainder of his life in Ireland, living most of them in poverty. He passed away on March 17, 461.

The following prayer is attributed to St. Patrick:

I arise today through the strength of heaven;

Light of the sun, splendor of fire, speed of lightning, depth of the sea,

Stability of the earth, firmness of the rock.

I arise today through God’s strength to pilot me;

God’s might to uphold me,

God’s wisdom to guide me,

God’s eye to look before me,

God’s ear to hear me,

God’s word to speak for me,

God’s hand to guard me,

God’s way to lie before me,

God’s shield to protect me,

God’s hosts to save me afar and anear,

Alone or in a multitude.

Christ shield me today against wounding.

Christ with me, Christ before me, Christ behind me,

Christ in me, Christ beneath me, Christ above me,

Christ on my right, Christ on my left,

Christ when I lie down, Christ when I sit down,

Christ in the heart of everyone who thinks of me,

Christ in the mouth of everyone who speaks of me,

Christ in the eye that sees me,

Christ in the ear that hears me.

I arise today through the mighty strength of the Lord of creation.

May we all be as focused on Christ as was St. Patrick.

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