He did what?

Posted: March 13, 2014 in Uncategorized
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In four days it will be St. Patricks day. I am thinking this as I sit in the car in the driveway looking at my buddy Bones muhgee. What’s that? You don’t know who bones Mughee is. Oh he is my buddy. Bones is a partier that, celebrates every holiday in style. He has his own facebook page and everything.  Everyone is one facebook now.

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So yeah four days and then St. Patricks day, but who is St. Patrick and what did he do? When I was younger I thought he was the guy on the lucky charms box, nope and when I got older I thought he had to be the patron saint of drinking, nope again.

St. Patrick is the patron saint of Ireland. He was 16 years old and a non believer when he was kidnapped by Irish pirates, and made a slave. For six years he was an Irish slave and it was during this time that the saint found god and converted to Christianity.  After he was freed Patrick went back home to great Britain became a minister and returned to Ireland. He was an apostle for the island. Preaching the message of Christianity. Saint Patrick is rumored to have used the shamrock to represent the holy trinity in  some messages. Others say that he banished snakes from the isle. There is much folk lore associated with St. Patrick but all that is really known for sure is that he came back to the land he was a slave in, to save the people from hell fire.

Some believe that he did this because of his compassion for the people of Ireland and this is most likely true, but I cannot help but think (and I have never been to Ireland only read and seen pictures of the Isle) that the island somehow captured his spirit with its green shores and cliffs of Mother.

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One evening for pleasure I rambled
On the banks of some cold purling stream
I set down on a bed of primroses
And I gently fell into a dream
I dreamt that I saw a fair female
Her equal I never saw before
And I sighed for the laws of our country
As we stray there on Ireland?s green shore

Her cheeks were like two bloomin? roses
Her teeth were like ivory so white
Her eyes shone like two sparkling diamonds
Or the stars on some cold frosty night
She was dressed in the richist attire
And green was the mantle she wore
All bound down with the hemlocks and the roses
As we stray there on Ireland?s green shore

Transgression of joy I awoken
I found this was only a dream
That pretty fair female had fled me
I longed to be slumbering again
May the heavens above be her guardian
Though I know I?ll never see her anymore
May the goldliest sunbeam shine upon her
As she lies sleeping on Ireland?s green shore

One evening for pleasure I rambled
On the banks of some cold purling stream
I set down on a bed of primroses
And I gently fell into a dream

Read more: Tim O’Brien – Ireland’s Green Shore Lyrics | MetroLyrics

Happy early St. Patrick’s day everyone

peace

john3c

 

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