Today is the Feast Day of St. Bartholomew the Apostle, of whom our Rector is fond of telling us, almost nothing is known. (Tradition has him going off to India, being flayed, and standing around rather insouciantly with his own skin in his hands, but, yes, pretty much nothing known of him. No, really.).
Although, I can for one give thanks that his name is commemorated in a place of great beauty and holiness, where God is worshipped and the poor housed and fed every day of the year.
Not a bad memorial, St Bartholomew!
(photo credit:
David Shankbone)
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2 comments:
You want me to honor someone-about whom you know nothing?
And you wonder why people think religion is ridiculous.
Not at all, Brad. I said that I am glad that a place of beuaty and good works exists, which fills a meaningful role in my life.
You are free, of course, to honor who and what you will--or won't.
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