RE: Help me identify a Christian saint
March 28, 2019 at 8:33 am
(This post was last modified: March 28, 2019 at 9:09 am by The Grand Nudger.)
(March 28, 2019 at 7:19 am)Fake Messiah Wrote: I mean WTFQ? Does this mean that Christians were stealing other people's mythology?
They were, actually, yeah. Part of their strategy to convert and appropriate the locals. Though what you're thinking of when you see the pictures is the fact that the classical greek style dominated long after the collapse of pagan antiquity.
Give you two of my favs
There was this cat named Oison who'd fallen in love with Niamh of Tir na nog, a goddess and queen in paradise, the land of eternal youth. He went to live with her there. Then, one day, missing home and friends and family he decides to go back. There's only one condition, he can never dismount from his horse. When he gets there, though, he realizes that everyone he'd ever known had been dead for centuries, the kingdom was dust. The people were small and feeble. He's sobbing along trotting down the road back to Tir na nog when he sees an old man trying to move a stone..so he stops to help the man, but, as he does, his saddle straps break and he falls to the ground, instantly turning into an old man. As he lays there dying, who should walk up but old Pat himself who has questions for this stranger. They end up debating the greatness of goodness of the land that Oison remembered and christian civilization. St. Patrick wins the debate, then Oison dies and Patrick lives.
Then, there's the curious case of St Brigid of Kildare....who looks a whole hell of alot like a goddess by the same name, and who's feast day is conveniently on the same day as the goddesses. She either lived sometime around the 500's or was a member of the Tuatha De, lol.
The truth in both cases is a bit of the middle. Monks created propaganda and grafted the details of traditional pagan beliefs and folklore to the christian apparatus and claim. Was there a Patrick or Brigid, as real identifiable and singular people? Meh, maybe, though whomever they were if they were was heavily mythologized and spun into legend. You know, like jesus, lol.
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