St. Patrick 🍀

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Some interesting things about St. Patrick.

A summary of the life of St. Patrick:

  • He was born in Britain as Maewyn Succat around 390 AD.

  • When he was 16, Irish raiders attacked his family’s estate, kidnapped him, and took him to Ireland as a slave, where he tended herds.

  • After six years in Ireland, he escaped his captors and found passage to Britain on a ship. After nearly starving and suffering a second brief captivity, he was reunited with his family.

  • He had a dream in which he read a letter and heard Irish people imploring him to return to Ireland and share the Gospel there.

  • Because he felt that he lacked the proper education to be an evangelist, he was reluctant to respond to the call but finally did around 432 AD.

  • When he became a priest, he changed his name to Patricius, or Patrick, which derives from the Latin term for “father figure”.

  • Gaining confidence in the Lord, he traveled throughout Ireland, spreading the Gospel and baptizing converts.

  • In his quest to make Christianity understandable to the Irish, he employed object lessons, such as using a shamrock to explain the Trinity.

  • Even though he dealt fairly with the non-Christian Irish, he lived in constant danger of martyrdom. He also faced some opposition from his superiors in Britain. He faced all of his challenges with courage and gave of himself unselfishly during his 30 years of missionary work in Ireland.

  • By the time of his death on March 17, 461 AD, he had established quite a few Christian churches, schools, and monasteries in Ireland.

  • His given name wasn’t Patrick. He wasn’t Irish. He didn’t drive the snakes out of Ireland. Instead, the real St. Patrick was a gutsy, creative, tireless missionary in a land where he had been a slave as a young man.

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My Sunrise View This Morning 🍀

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Soul-Strollin’Along..

I am not saying this because I am in need, for I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances.
I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. [philippians 4:11-12]
Went to the dr. yesterday. My eye is healing and I’ve regained some vision. Gas bubble is still there so it’s making things a bit wobbly and wonky, but I’ll take it after not seeing for almost a month. Still have to take it easy, but with the temp rising to 70, I decided to sneak in a slow soul-stroll. Life Is Good. 
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Blue skies 💙

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Gratitude for the seemingly insignificant—a seed—this plants the giant miracle.”
~Ann Voskamp~

 

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Viewing life through 1 1/2 eyes…I’m Grateful 🙏

My ‘View’

Things are not always as they appear to be on the surface…unfortunately, some people assume and see what they want to see, that’s not my problem.

Just about a month ago now, while attending a widows meeting at church, I was having a conversation with a friend, seeing her with both eyes one minute, and in the blink of an eye, it was as if someone pulled a veil over my right eye. One second I could see, the next all I saw was light and blur.

A hemorrhage….hopefully in time it would heal. In the meantime, adjusting to life with limited vision. Humbling. Scary. Unless I shared what I was experiencing, no one knew, no one could tell. I was my ‘normal’ self. In truth, I was not. I am not.

Unfortunately, my retina detached. I knew exactly when it happened. All the while I could still ‘see’ light, then I couldn’t. The veil got darker..black. I had eye surgery Wednesday. I have awesome drs who tell me all went well. Time will heal and I will see again. I pray anyway 🙏

There are experiences in our lives that forever change a person. 29 months ago Jim’s death did that to me. Losing vision, even for a month or two or three, has as well. My ‘perspective’ and my ‘view’ of my world literally and figuratively have changed. Where this journey is taking me remains to be ‘seen’, but I’m open and ready for it…..

“By removing useless, unnecessary and unwanted layers, you’ll open yourself up to find the clarity to ‘see’ what is important.” ~lindafedroff19~

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Eye Surgery

“In the valley of the blind, the one-eyed man is king.”
~August Wilson, Gem of the Ocean~

…or in my case, queen. The last three and a half weeks have proven to be a humbling time for me. What started out as a vitreous hemorrhage unfortunately turned into a detached retina. Wednesday found me at the hospital having eye surgery. No selfies to share, but I get to wear this till things clear up.

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I’m Blessed and Grateful. I’m told my surgery went well and that my vision should slowly return as the above mentioned gas bubble dissipates. In the meantime, this is kinda how I see things, and that’s actually ‘clearer’ then what I’m ‘seeing’.  I have to admit this experience and how I ‘see’ things has undoubtedly changed. I will continue my journey with a new perspective and purpose,  though what that purpose is, remains to be ‘seen’.

My view, my life, is once again, forever changed.

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