As we were walking along on one of the trails that wander through Gibbs Gardens yesterday, we came across the plant that is featured in today’s photo. The last 3 days have been glorious – about 70 degrees, with sunshine and the feel of spring is everywhere. And as I saw these tiny buds, I couldn’t help but think about the promise they spoke: spring is coming. The time of cold is over.
I suppose that the first promise that is ever made to is was from our parents, perhaps our mother, as she held us for the first time and promised to love us and care for us. As we go through life, the promises mount up as a parent promises to take us to play, and as we get older, we make promises to our friends. Eventually, most of us stand at an altar and promise to love our partner “’til death do us part.'”
Many promises are kept. Many are broken. Broken promises can break our hearts, leaving us bitter and angry but they also have the power to give us hope as well. Promises are fragile, important things because they affect people. We should work hard to promise little, but deliver on what we have promised.
This little blossom in today’s photo is telling us not to lose heart, but hang on to the promises that help fill our lives with anticipation and joy.
ON THIS DAY IN HISTORY: in 461 AD, Saint Patrick, Christian missionary, bishop and apostle of Ireland, dies at Saul, Downpatrick, Ireland.
Much of what is known about Patrick’s legendary life comes from the Confessio, a book he wrote during his last years. Born in Great Britain, probably in Scotland, to a well-to-do Christian family of Roman citizenship, Patrick was captured and enslaved at age 16 by Irish marauders. For the next six years, he worked as a herder in Ireland, turning to a deepening religious faith for comfort. Following the counsel of a voice he heard in a dream one night, he escaped and found passage on a ship to Britain, where he was eventually reunited with his family.
According to the Confessio, in Britain Patrick had another dream, in which an individual named Victoricus gave him a letter, entitled “The Voice of the Irish.” As he read it, Patrick seemed to hear the voices of Irishmen pleading him to return to their country and walk among them once more. After studying for the priesthood, Patrick was ordained a bishop. He arrived in Ireland in 433 and began preaching the Gospel, converting many thousands of Irish and building churches around the country. After 40 years of living in poverty, teaching, traveling and working tirelessly, Patrick died on March 17, 461 in Saul, where he had built his first church.
Since that time, countless legends have grown up around Patrick. Made the patron saint of Ireland, he is said to have baptized hundreds of people on a single day, and to have used a three-leaf clover–the famous shamrock–to describe the Holy Trinity. In art, he is often portrayed trampling on snakes, in accordance with the belief that he drove those reptiles out of Ireland. For thousands of years, the Irish have observed the day of Saint Patrick’s death as a religious holiday, attending church in the morning and celebrating with food and drink in the afternoon. The first St. Patrick’s Day parade, though, took place not in Ireland, but the United States, when Irish soldiers serving in the English military marched through New York city in 1762. As the years went on, the parades became a show of unity and strength for persecuted Irish-American immigrants, and then a popular celebration of Irish-American heritage. The party went global in 1995, when the Irish government began a large-scale campaign to market St. Patrick’s Day as a way of driving tourism and showcasing Ireland’s many charms to the rest of the world. Today, March 17 is a day of international celebration, as millions of people around the globe put on their best green clothing to drink beer, watch parades and toast the luck of the Irish.
TRIVIA FOR TODAY: a charging rhino can scatter a herd of elephants. Lions will break off a hunt in order to avoid crossing a black rhino’s path. Rhinos in the wild have no natural predators – except man.