Jul 25, 2011

St. Abban

Window in a church in Los Angeles.
There are numerous Irish saints that we know little about, just that they are mentioned in old manuscripts. The Lives of these saints were often written several hundred years after they supposedly lived. One of these is St. Abban. Abingdon near Oxford, England, may have been named for him, or as some suggest, may have named in an attempt to shed Norman Britain in a better light with the Irish. I don't know. I don't spend time trying to prove these obscure Irish histories.

But, I do love the stories and legends associated with the saints. Here is one about St. Abban.

Wolf
 Photo by Arrr! Steve Gregory

He was tending the cows belonging to his foster family when he was but a lad. A wolf approached. Abban communicated with the animal and learned that he was starving. He allowed him to eat one of the calves. Later, the family was distraught over this. Abban told them that if God could create the calf, when one did not exist before, He could surely make another calf out of nothing now. And miraculously the calf was restored. Amazed, the family took Abban to the King, saying that they were agreed that Abban should worship the God who did this thing for him. So when Abban was twelve years old he went to live with his mother's brother, Bishop Iubar, and thus began his religious training. He seemed to understand the nature of God while those around him were astonished by it. Of course they were amazed by the miracle, but to this young boy, it was nothing to marvel at. Of course God could do that. He's God!!

Killabban (literally the church of Abban) in County Laois, is supposedly where St. Abban is buried. But he is associated with many places in Ireland, so who can know? Abban lived in the 5th century, or maybe the 6th century, or maybe he lived to be 300. All that is said about him.

Jul 22, 2011

Sharing the Love

Greetings!
Wow, has it been a busy summer, or what? I was hoping to have something posted today that was truly inspiring, but I think my brain is fried. (And not just from the heat either.)

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Jul 20, 2011

County Down

I mentioned before that County Down, Northern Ireland, is where my ancestors came from (some of them, anyway.) Next time I go I hope to do some hiking. This video is very inspiring! What do you think?


Jul 18, 2011

The Mountains of Mourne


So I'll wait for the wild rose that's waitin' for me
In the place where the dark Mourne sweeps down to the sea.

You can look at Irish song lyrics and even listen on this web site. Tom took this photo while our Irish friend stood by and quoted this song.