I am know I am a day late, but the Irish Catholic in me just wouldn’t let me keep from wishing everyone a very Happy St. Patrick’s Day. Brady continues to do very well and we are all blessed by that. Mommy and Brady will head back to Children’s Hospital next Monday for another round of chemo and scans are set again for May 5th.
On Monday, March 17th last year, the day after St. Patrick’s Day, Peri and I began to call friends and family and give them the news that Brady had been diagnosed with cancer; we weren’t even sure what “type” of cancer at that time. I remember speaking to many of you like it was yesterday.
Brady has always been a big fan of St. Patrick’s Day and last year he wasn’t thrilled about spending it in the hospital. We had just moved to the cancer floor at Children’s Hospital the Friday before St. Patrick’s Day so we were really just getting to know the nurses and caregivers at that time. On Saturday, March 16, 2013 I remember asking one of the nurses, one that has become very special to us named Olivia, if there was a store near by so I could go and purchase some St. Patrick’s Day things to decorate Brady’s hospital room for a surprise the following morning. Olivia told me not to worry; that they had it covered. There were a lot of sleepless nights back then and during the course of the night as I would walk by the nurses’ station I could see that a lot of the people working on the floor that night were busy doing something. Whatever it was seemed to involve a lot of laughter, paper, markers, crayons, and scissors. At some point that night Peri and I managed to fall asleep for a few hours and when we woke up on Sunday, St. Patrick’s Day, Brady’s room was covered in dozens of handmade shamrocks, leprechauns, Irish sayings and in general anything green. In the wee hours of the morning Olivia and her team of “decoration makers” had sneaked in and created a St. Patrick’s Day to be remembered. Brady was quite surprised that people would do that for him; for the wonderful nurses and caregivers at Children’s Hospital it was just another way of showing that they cared.
Last year I shared with some of you parts of a prayer, “The Breastplate of St. Patrick”. Although it is a little long, I think that it is fitting to share it with you once again, in its entirety, for St. Patrick’s Day. God Bless and Erin go bragh!
“St. Patrick's Breastplate is a popular prayer attributed to one of Ireland’s most beloved patron saints. According to tradition, St. Patrick wrote it in 433 A.D. for divine protection before successfully converting the Irish from paganism to Christianity.”
Breastplate of St. Patrick I arise today through a mighty strength, the invocation of the Trinity, through belief in the Threeness, through confession of the Oneness of the Creator of creation. I arise today through the strength of Christ with His Baptism, through the strength of His Crucifixion with His Burial, through the strength of His Resurrection with His Ascension, through the strength of His descent for the Judgment of Doom. I arise today through the strength of the love of Cherubim in obedience of Angels, in the service of the Archangels, in hope of resurrection to meet with reward, in prayers of Patriarchs, in predictions of Prophets, in preachings of Apostles, in faiths of Confessors, in innocence of Holy Virgins, in deeds of righteous men. I arise today, through the strength of Heaven: light of Sun, brilliance of Moon, splendour of Fire, speed of Lightning, swiftness of Wind, depth of Sea, stability of Earth, 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 way to lie before me, God's shield to protect me, God's host to secure me: against snares of devils, against temptations of vices, against inclinations of nature, against everyone who shall wish me ill, afar and anear, alone and in a crowd. I summon today all these powers between me (and these evils): against every cruel and merciless power that may oppose my body and my soul, against incantations of false prophets, against black laws of heathenry, against false laws of heretics, against craft of idolatry, against spells of witches and smiths and wizards, against every knowledge that endangers man's body and soul. Christ to protect me today against poison, against burning, against drowning, against wounding, so that there may come abundance of reward. Christ with me, Christ before me, Christ behind me, Christ in me, Christ beneath me, Christ above me, Christ on my right, Christ on my left, Christ in breadth, Christ in length, Christ in height, Christ in the heart of every man who thinks of me, Christ in the mouth of every man who speaks of me, Christ in every eye that sees me, Christ in every ear that hears me. I arise today through a mighty strength, the invocation of the Trinity, through belief in the Threeness, through confession of the Oneness of the Creator of creation. Salvation is of the Lord. Salvation is of the Lord. Salvation is of Christ. May Thy Salvation, O Lord, be ever with us. Amen