A change of name
I'm hereby giving notice of my change of name: I shall henceforth be known as "Saint Pat."
I've been thinking about this a while. I'm cranky, sarcastic and not always easy to get along with. Neither was St. Paul. Or St. Peter.
The "Saints" of church history are hardly any nobler. They're often misogynistic (St. Thomas Aquinas), bullying (just about all of them), nut jobs (St. Francis and his St. Clare - two of my favs, but today, they'd both be heavily medicated), and out of touch (all the mystics, including another of my favs, Julian of Norwich).
St. Thomas: just another frat boy
Many led less than church-sanctioned lives before having religious conversions (St. Augustine), and even after.
Like them, though, I'm passionate about the God who came down from heaven for a walkabout on the planet Earth, in the form of Jesus Christ. My failings don't dim my devotion.
Therefore, I shall claim my title as saint, knowing my place in the Kingdom of God, where I will walk in the Garden and sit at the feet of my master, waits for me.
St. Julian will be my example. I will strive to have her vision, her sweetness of nature, and her understanding.
While I make no claim to sainthood, I am Saint Pat.