I looked up the history of St. Patrick today. I wanted to learn more about the man we celebrate every year.
Among the things I learned, I ran across St. Patrick’s Breastplate. It’s a prayer. A beautiful prayer.
I love that it’s called a breastplate. The idea that our prayers are armor for us.
In the prayer, he repeats, “I arise today…”
Those words are poignant to me.
There are days that staying bed seems easier.
That getting out and facing the pain seems like too much.
But, I arise.
And in the breastplate prayer, he details the ways he is given help.
“I arise today, through
The strength of heaven,
The light of the sun,
The radiance of the moon,
The splendor of fire,
The speed of lightning,
The swiftness of wind,
The depth of the sea,
The stability of the earth,
The firmness of rock.
I arise today, through
God’s strength to pilot me,
God’s might to uphold me,
God’s wisdom to guide me,
God’s eye to look before me,
God’s ear to hear me,
God’s word to speak for me,
God’s hand to guard me,
God’s shield to protect me.”
I have felt that.
I have felt my prayers and the prayers of others lift me. Guide me. Get me through days that were too painful to get through.
I’ve been inspired on how to help my boys.
I’m grateful that even during the times of my deepest despair, I have never felt utterly and completely alone.
Prayers and armor.
I think the two go hand in hand.