March 1 is the Feast of Saint David,
the patron saint of Wales and the Welsh people. On this Sunday, March
1, 2015, St. David's Lutheran Church of Philadelphia is dedicating a
gorgeous stained glass window depicting the sixth century Celtic
abbot after whom the church was named some sixty-five years ago. I
have to wonder how a Lutheran church—a denomination not
inclined to hagiology and filled with very traditional Americans of
mostly German and Scandinavian roots—could come to name itself
after a fairly obscure ancient Welshman who is patron of a country
roughly the size of New Jersey. Nobody at St. David's Lutheran seems
to know the answer to this.
So I guess it doesn't matter.
I've been asked to be the preacher at
the dedication service, however, because I am of Welsh heritage and
St. David's Day has always been a holiday for me. I'm very proud to
be a Welsh-American. We are a noble, Christian, poetic, musical, and
darn attractive race of people.
(For that last adjective, just check
out Catherine Zeta-Jones and Ioan Gruffudd if you don't believe me.
Oh..! And don't forget Tom Jones and Katherine Jenkins. God may not
have made the Welsh a mighty nation, but He gave us plenty of good
looks!)
But, as usual, I digress.
Before going into the life of St. David
(about which virtually nothing is known with any historical accuracy)
it might be helpful to take a refresher look at the way Lutherans
view the saints. That is, how we view the canonized or otherwise
recognized Christian heroes who have gone before us. In the Augsburg
Confession, Philip Melanchthon wrote:
“...our people teach that the
saints are to be remembered so that we may strengthen our faith when
we see how they experienced grace and how they were helped by faith.”
(CA. XXI)
The
article goes on to explain, however, that Christians need not call
upon the saints for aid as Jesus has already been the true mediator
between God and humanity (see 1 Timothy 2:5). Subsequently, Lutherans
have tended to be a little on the cool side where saints are
concerned. Lutheran churches bearing saints' names tend to choose
such names from the New Testament only, and saints like David get
very little attention.
But, if the stories of the saints
strengthen our faith, I for one would still like to hear them. I
personally think David is a great example for this Second Sunday in
Lent. In our gospel lesson today, Jesus tells his followers,
“If any want to become my
followers, let them deny themselves and take up their cross and
follow me.” (Mark
8:34b)
The
life of Saint David was certainly filled with a great deal of
self-denial. The legend goes that David's mom, variously known as
Non, Nonna, or Nonita, was a really pious Christian girl living in
the semi-barbaric Wales of the late fifth and early sixth century.
This was just about the time that the Roman Empire was collapsing.
Part of ancient Britain had already embraced Christianity, the
Empire's official religion, but the fledgling faith was facing a
serious threat from invading hordes from which the dwindling Romans
could not protect them. Subsequently, Christian Britain migrated into
the peninsula we call Wales today. This mountainous country provided
a natural defense against the invaders.
Alas
for poor Non, she was raped by a Druid chieftain known as Sant, and
conceived a baby who would become David. Although the chieftain
agreed to take her as his wife, the good girl vowed to remain chaste,
and gave herself over to a life of poverty and good works.
There's
a story that a Christian preacher, approaching the pregnant Non, was
struck mute. He believed this to be a sign that the child she was
bearing would be a greater preacher than he.
The
little boy was destined to a life of service to Christ. He learned to
read by reading the Psalms. He also adopted his mother's love of
poverty and simple living. He became a vegetarian. Later, as an abbot
and founder of monasteries, David insisted his Christian brothers
refrain from the eating of meat or fish. In fact, he was so
respectful of animals that he refused to allow the monks to use oxen
to pull their plows or carts. The brothers were to pull these
vehicles themselves.
All
in all, David spread the Christian faith through the founding of
twelve monasteries. His rule emphasized self-denial and abstinence.
Monks were not allowed to have personal possession, and were
frequently enjoined to periods of silence. In addition to the “no
meat” rule, David's monks also refrained from wine and beer, and
spent weekends without sleep in prayer and contemplation. They were
also instructed to study scripture and to write spiritual works.
Subsequently, David is honored as the patron saint of poets and
vegetarians.
This,
I would think, would be quite enough for one lifetime, but when David
was about sixty years old he was called upon to put out a theological
fire within the church. It seems that some of the Welsh Christians
had adopted the teachings of a heretic named Pelagius. If Pelagius
were around today, I don't doubt he'd have a mega church and his own
TV show since he preached what people love to hear. His basic message
was this: Since we are all made by God, we have a little bit of God's
perfection in us. This gem of God's light enables us to know right
from wrong and evolve to a higher spiritual state. We are all
basically good, but the gospel serves to inspire us to a more Godly
life. Christian Scientists and Scientologists would be nodding in
agreement.
Unfortunately,
Pelagius' doctrine falls flat in the face of obvious evil and selfish
wickedness in this world. We are all created by God, but the
scripture teaches us we all fall short of God's glory.
Some
time around 560 CE, David was called to place called Brefi to address
this false teaching. We don't know what he said on that day, but we
do know that his preaching of the scriptures converted the Pelagians
back to orthodoxy. Perhaps he reminded them of their state of
selfishness, wounded pride, disappointment, envy, and covetousness.
He might have exhorted them to repentance by showing them that, no
matter how they strove to keep God's law, they always fell short and
relapsed back into sin. Maybe he preached to them that they had not
chosen for God to love them, that they had not asked Jesus to take on
human suffering and degradation, that they had not brought about the
miracle of Our Lord's death and resurrection, promising forgiveness
to all by God's grace through sinners' faith. Doubtless he told them
that the road between God and humankind is a one-way street which
goes only from God to us and never the other way around. He might
have comforted them by saying that their salvation had nothing to do
with their own good merits, but only with God's love. They would be
free to be helpless, erring, and contrite. But they would also be
comforted by knowledge that it wasn't all about them. “Deny
yourself,” he might have said, “and take up your cross to follow
Him.”
A
thousand years later, Martin Luther would be preaching the very same
thing.
Legend
says that while David preached, the Holy Spirit rested on him in the
form of a dove on his shoulder, and the ground upon which he stood
rose below his feet to become a small hill. This enabled his voice to
ring through the valley and be heard by all. So powerful was his
preaching that the archbishop of Wales, Dubricius, immediately
relinquished his see and presented his crozier to David.
A
further legend has it that it was David who instructed Christian
Welsh soldiers to wear leeks in their headgear in order to
distinguish themselves from invading pagan Saxons while in the heat
of battle. To this day the leek remains a Welsh national symbol (used
as the collar insignia of Her Majesty's Royal Welsh Guards) although
it's connection to David is probably apocryphal.
Besides
his blow to the Pelagians, David is chiefly remembered for moving the
see of the Welsh church to a spot on the south west coast of the
peninsula which today bears his name and the cathedral dedicated in
his honor. It is a lonely spot where pilgrims can go to shut out the
world and get in touch with their longing for God. We might call it a
“Lenten” spot.
So.
Thinking of David on this Second Sunday of Lent, let's not put our
minds on the things we want,
since all we can do is cater to our own selfishness. Let's do the
“little things” (as David would say) of praying, fasting, finding
quiet time, and contemplating all that God does for us.
God
bless.
Such good memories of St. David's with my grandmother, now gone almost 20 years! She was there from the 1950s. I will wish the Davids I teach every day a happy feast day. If I get up early enough to get to the bakery, we'll have cupcakes. We are lucky to have such vibrant faith communities of all denominations in Philadelphia.
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