1 March ~ David of Wales
Traditionally obligingly furnished the saint with a princely pedigree – son of a Welsh chief named Sant, great-grandson of Cunedda Wledig, the famous prince who led his people south from Scotland to help the Welsh Britons to repel Irish invaders. His mother was Nonnita, also reputedly the daughter of a chief, although another suggestion says that she was a nun raped by the prince.
David was born on the Cardigan coast at a place called Mybyw, Latinised to Menevia, now Henfynw. When he set up a community he chose a place further south on a neck of land, the Vallis Rosina or Valley of the Little Bog. Later, in his honor, it was known as Ty Ddewi, David’s House, and it is now the miniature cathedral city of St. David’s. Later, when Canterbury achived control of the Welsh Church, history was distorted to present David as the first diocesan bishop of sout-west Wales corresponding to St. Dubricius at Llandaf in the south-east. Diocesan or monarchical bishops came to the British Church much latter than David’s time and we should picture the ancient Ty Ddewi as the simple cultic center of a very large number of daughter communities, the ‘family’ or ‘parouchia‘ of the saint. David probably represented a ‘puritan’ element of the early British Church which led to his nickname of ‘Waterman’ and his monastic rules were probably more severe than those imposed in other monasteries.
Bowen has plotted the sites of some two score Dewi ‘cills‘ or churches in south-west Wales, a smaller cluster in Gwent and over into Hereford, and several separated foundations in Cornwall, Devon and Brittany, but there is no record of a single ancient foundation honoring David any further north. Only by courtesy, therefore, could he be considered patron of all Wales; and even in the south, saints such as Teilo or Padarn would have equal right to the honor.
In addition to the Scottish link if the saint’s descent from the chieftain, Cunedda Wledig, be accepted, Dr. A.B. Scot suggested that David had been educated at Candida Casa – an attractive possibility but without any obvious historical foundation. In the west of Scotland there are several ancient dedications, introducing forms such as Kildavie (Southend); Weem (Perthshire) has David as patron, and there is a Cladh–cill–Dabhi (rock of David’s chapel), a Davie’s fair, a Kildave and a Dundaveie near Aberfeldy. Kippendavie in near dunblane and there are other similar dedications. It is unlikely, however, that these have a connection with the Welsh saint. It has been suggested (by Frank Knight and others) that they derive from St. Dabius, a follower of St. Patrick. Dewi Sant’s emblem is not a leek or a daffodil but is in fact a dove.
E.G. Bowen, Settlements of Celtic Saints in Wales, 1955
A.W. Wade-Evens, Welsh Christian Origins, 1934
28 February ~ St. Oswald
Oswald’s victory reunited the Northumbrian Kingdom not only because he delivered it from the humiliating yoke of the Mercians and Britons, but also because on his father’s side he was a descendant of Ida of Bernicia and on his mother’s of the royal house of Ella of Deira. Thus united, Northumbria could not fail to become the chief power in a confederation against Penda of Mercia and the Britons of Wales. Oswald was thoroughly grounded in the principles of the Christian religion, and, though but twelve nobles with whom he returned from exile were Christians, far from abandoning his faith, his first care was to spread it among the Bernicians, thus confirming the political union effected by Edwin with a religious union unknown before. Edwin, it is true, had himself received the Faith in 627, through the influence of his wife Ethelburga, sister of the Kentish King, who had brought St. Paulinus to the North, but his example was followed only by the people of Deira. Oswald, brought up in Columba’s monastery at Iona, naturally looked to the North for missionaries. The first preacher who set forth soon returned, having found the Northumbrian people too barbarous and stubborn. Then Aidan was sent, “a man of singular meekness, piety and moderation”, who established his episcopal see at Lindisfarne, in 635. Oswald’s zealous co-operation with the monk-bishop soon filled the land with churches and monasteries, and the church at York, begun by Edwin, was completed. Moreover, his wonderful humility in the midst of success, his charity, and his piety soon had their effect in turning his subjects from Woden to Christ. We are told that the king in his Court acted as the interpreter of the Irish missionaries who knew not the language of his thanes.
It was Oswald’s work to add to the warlike glory of his father Ethelfrid and the wise administration of his uncle Edwin the moral power of Christianity, and to build up a great kingdom. Edwin had gathered the whole English race into one political body and was overlord of every English kingdom save that of Kent. The Venerable Bede (III, 6) says that Oswald had a greater dominion than any of his ancestors, and that “he brought under his sway all the nations and provinces of Britain, which are divided into four languages, namely the Britons, the Picts, the Scots, and the English”. He had great power in the North-West, as far south as Chester and Lancashire, and was probably owned as overlord by the Welsh Kingdom of Strath Clyde, as well as by the Picts and Scots of Dalriada. In the East he was supreme in Lindsey, and the words of Bede seem to imply that he was overlord of Mercia, which was still ruled by Penda; but this could have been scarcely more than nominal. The West Saxons in the South, influenced by the fear of Penda, readily acknowledged Oswald, their allegiance being strengthened, in 635, by the conversion of King Cynegils, of Wessex, at whose baptism Oswald stood sponsor, and whose daughter he married. Both sovereigns then established Bishop Birinus at Dorchester.
This vast supremacy, extending from north to south, and broken only by Penda’s kingdom in Mid-Britain and that of the East Angles, led Adamnan of Hii to call Oswald “The Emperor of the whole of Britain”. Christianity seemed to be forming a network round the pagan Penda of Mercia. The kingdom of the East Angles, which was still Christian, but acknowledged Penda as overlord, was necessary to Oswald to maintain the connection between his dominions in the north and the south. War was therefore inevitable. At the battle of Maserfeld, said to be seven miles from Shrewsbury, “on the border of Wales, near Offa’s dyke”, Oswald was slain on 5 Aug., 642, and thus perished “the most powerful and most Christian King” in the eighth year of his reign and in the flower of his age. His last words were for the spiritual welfare of his soldiers, whence the proverb: “God have mercy on their souls, as said Oswald when he fell.” His body was mutilated by Penda, and his limbs set up on stakes, where they remained a full year, until they were taken away by Oswy and given to the monks at Bardney in Lindsey. In the tenth century some of the bones were carried off by Ethelred and Ethelfleda of Mercia to St. Peter’s, Gloucester. His head was taken from the battlefield to the church of St. Peter in the royal fortress at Bamborough, and was afterwards translated to Lindisfarne, where, for fear of the Danes, it was placed in 875 in the coffin of St. Cuthbert, which found its resting place at Durham in 998. It was in the coffin at the translation of St. Cuthbert in 1104, and was thought to be there when the tomb was opened in 1828. His arm and hand (or hands) were taken to Bamborough and perhaps afterwards removed to Peterborough, and were still incorrupt in the time of Symeon of Durham, early in the twelfth century. Reginald gives an account of his personal appearance: arms of great length and power, eyes bright blue, hair yellow, face long and beard thin, and his small lips wearing a kindly smile.
23 February ~ St. Quivox
Formerly this saint (also called Kevoca and Mochaemhog) was taken to be a woman and commemorated under the name of St. Kevoca the Virgin. The scholars Colgan and Lanigan treated him as feminine and a fictitious biography was ascribed to him. Reeves and Forbes finally showed the name to be simply a variant of Caemhog prefixed by the honorific ‘mo’.
Of this seventh-century Connaught Christian almost nothing is known except that his father, Beoanus, was famed for craftsmanship and assisted St. Ita in the building of her monastery. His mediaeval ‘vita’ is no more than a collection of pointless miracles. There is a tradition that Quivox worked in south-west Scotland, especially around Ayr, where he is remembered in the parish of St. Quivox. At Eaglesham there is a Kevoch burn. Trained under St. Ita and then at Bangor under Comgall, he is credited with founding the monastery of Liathmor, and is to have died in 669.
His festival is 24 February
A.P. Forbes, Kalendars of Scottish Saints, 1872
Weekly Round Up
We had a death in the parish this past week. Vangel was 87 years old and one of the senior members of the parish. He died alone sometime between Thursday night and Sunday of last week. His neighbors had not seen him so they called the police who broke in and found him. I feel bad that he died alone. He always told me that he could not wait to see his wife again. So please pray for Vangel and may his memory be eternal. His funeral was supposed to be tomorrow (Saturday) but with all the snow we are supposed to get today things have been postponed until Monday.
Speaking of snow. Because of the snow tonight we have canceled parish movie night. We started this a few months back. Once a month we show a movie in the parish hall. I have a projector that can be hooked up to the laptop and show on the big screen. We usually get some food, pizza, and tonight since it is a fast free week, we were going to get grinders and have a real feast. Oh well, Mother Nature does not always cooperate.
If you saw the previous post about the new addition to the family I can report that his potty training is going very well. No accidents yesterday. He went in his crate at 11pm last night but had to go out about 12:30am. This was good since he let me know he needed to go out. So out we went, very cold, he took care of his business quick and we came back in. Back in his crate and he slept, along with me, until 7:00am. Man I needed that sleep after the night before. I guess he is on a schedule now but I am taking this one day at a time. Right now he is with me in the office and sleeping in front of the heater. He tends to sleep a lot right now. This is the time I can get things done.
So I think that will wrap this up. Keep the people of Kosovo in your prayers, I have a few posts to make on that topic as well.