When I got my DNA anaylzed, I was surprised to find that I am 21% Irish! Who knows how correct the DNA tests are but they are fun. I can’t tell you how many St.Patrick’s Days I’ve gotten pinched through the years because I don’t own green clothing and I usually tried to get by with a green temporary tattoo that never prevented a pinch. LOL
I’ve shaken my head over gal’s with “Kiss me, I’m Irish” t-shirts, but….gladly eaten cabbage and corned beef.
This year I used up some washi tape to make a whimsical St. Patrick’s Day greeting card and found a few faux shamrocks to sprinkle around the card for my post’s featured image.
Then I Googled “Why is the Shamrock on St. Patrick’s Day”. I was very surprised at the information that popped up.
“According to St. Patrick’s Day lore, St. Patrick used the leaves of a shamrock as a metaphor for the holy trinity. Each leaf represented either the Father, the Son or the Holy Spirit. Many representations of St. Patrick depict the patron saint with shamrocks tied to his robes, the Sun reported.”
I found this little poem at artistichandsoffaith.com. I can’t tell you how happy I am to be a Christian and have an actual relationship with the Father, Son and Holy Spirit. You can read my “Smiling Thoughts” to read the story of how I became a Christian many years ago when I was 10 years old.
You can’t have a “relationship” without communication, and if we are willing, God communicates to us when we read the Bible, and if we will LISTEN, he will communicate through our thoughts. Every morning I sit in my comfy chair and I talk to God (The Father, Son, Holy Spirit) and sit there until I “hear” thoughts from Him. There’s a first time for everything and this is how it happened:
One bright spring day when I was 24 I asked God “What should I do today?” I strained my spiritual ears to hear something and the thought popped in my mind: “Go visit Mrs. Peters.” I put a light jacket on my 3 year old son and we set out the 1/2 mile walk to visit the elderly German woman with a thick accent (even though she lived in the states for 40 years.) We lived on a old country logging road and Mrs. Peters lived on a large farm that was set far off the road and her driveway was about two blocks long. As we rounded the bend in the road to my amazement Mrs. Peters was standing at the end of her driveway waiting to meet up with me. She said matter-of- factly “The Lord told me you were coming.” Oh My Goodness, I really heard.
Well that was how I started my actual friendship with God. Communication is the key to a lively relationship….with the Trinity.
The Shamrock is the symbol St. Patrick used to explain the Trinity, it makes me proud to identify with my 21% Irish. Happy St. Patrick’s Day!