Another Saint Patrick’s Day has passed and since I don’t drink, no pesky hangover this morning. I no longer own any green apparel. The only green things I have, besides my houseplants, are two items given to me many years ago. One from a co-worker and one from a student of mine that I’ve combined and wear if I leave the house that one day a year, March 17th. I hear rumors I am part Irish, but only know about my Scottish roots for sure. I do not partake in celebrating this day myself. I’m more a Christmas person as far as Christian holidays go.
To my recollection, Saint Patrick was a Catholic Saint that established the first Christian Church in Ireland. There were several rumors as to his driving out of all the snakes in Ireland and of giving a sermon using the “three-leaf” shamrock to explain the holy trinity. I think the snakes were eating too many of the shamrocks. Not sure of the authenticity to either of these stories.
After Saint Patrick’s death in 461 BC they declared the day he died a Christian holiday in which the people’s were allowed to eat meat and drink during the Lenten holiday. Hence all the binge drinking the entire day for some and the celebratory parades in honor of Saint Patrick. When I was young I just took it for granted that people celebrated holidays in the manner of the person they were celebrating and hence this saint must have hit the sauce pretty hard in his day. Not the case at all.
Where am I going with this post? I am still trying to figure out how gay pride parades have anything to do with a Christian Saint. But then what does binge drinking have to do with him as well? It is a confusing world that will only become more so as people decide to do whatever they wish without regard for others. This is why Jesus preached about the Golden Rule. Treat others as you wish to be treated yourself. This is the only way our world will survive. Doing God’s will.