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    Saint Patrick -“found Ireland all heathen and left it all Christian”

    The Later Eastern Han Dynasty extended sections of the Great Wall of China along its Mongolian borderaround 220 AD.
    This made it harder for the Huns to attack into China, so they turned westward, attacking and displacing tribes throughout Central Asia.
    These tribes migrated further west, overrunning the western borders of the Roman Empire:
    • Visigoths,
    • Ostrogoths,
    • Franks,
    • Anglos,
    • Saxons,
    • Alemanni,
    • Thuringians,
    • Rugians,
    • Jutes,
    • Picts,
    • Burgundians,
    • Lombards,
    • Alans, and
    • Vandals.
    Rome had to withdraw its Legionsfrom other areas of the Empire, such as Britain, in order to place them along the Roman border.
    This left Britain, which had been a Roman territory since the time of Julius Caesar, unprotected.
    Marauding bands and lawless mobs raided Britain’s unprotected Roman settlements, and carried away thousands to sell into slavery in Ireland.
    Ireland was ruled by the bloodthirsty, superstitious pagan Druids.
    Thomas Cahill wrote in How the Irish Saved Civilization(Random House, 1995):
    “Romans, in their first encounters with these exposed, insane warriors, were shocked and frightened … They were howling and, it seemed, possessed by demons, so outrageous was their strength … featuring all the terrors of hell itself.”
    The Druids, from whom Halloween originated, believed that the trees and hills were inhabited by good and evil spirits which had to be appeased.
    Cahill continued::
    “(Druids) sacrificed prisoners of war to the war gods and newborns to the harvest gods.
    Believing that the human head was the seat of the soul, the displayed proudly the heads of their enemies in their temples and on their palisades; they even hung them from their belts as ornaments, used them as footballs in victory celebrations, and were fond of employing skull tops as ceremonial drinking bowls.
    They also sculpted heads – both shrunken, decapitated heads.”
    Patrick’s British name at birth was Sucat, but his Latin name was “Patricius,”meaning “Nobleman.”
    Around 405 A.D., at the age of 16 years old, while working of his father’s farm near the sea, 50 currachs (longboats) filled with raiders weaved their way toward the shore.
    Mary Cagney, author of the article “Patrick The Saint” (Christian History, Issue 60), wrote:
    “With no Roman army to protect them (Roman legions had long since deserted Britain to protect Rome from barbarian invasions), Patricius and his town were unprepared for attack.
    The Irish warriors, wearing helmets and armed with spears, descended on the pebble beach.
    The braying war horns struck terror into Patricius’ heart, and he started to run toward town.
    The warriors quickly demolished the village, and as Patricius darted among the burning houses and screaming women, he was caught. The barbarians dragged him aboard a boat bound for the east coast of Ireland.”
    For six years Patrick herded animals for a Druid chieftain. He later wrote in his life’s story, called The Confession of Saint Patrick:
    “But after I came to Ireland — every day I had to tend sheep, and many times a day I prayed — the love of God and His fear came to me more and more, and my faith was strengthened.
    And my spirit was moved so that in a single day I would say as many as a hundred prayers, and almost as many in the night, and this even when I was staying in the woods and on the mountains; and I used to get up for prayer before daylight, through snow, through frost, through rain …
    … There the Lord opened the sense of my unbelief that I might at last remember my sins and be converted with all my heart to the Lord my God who … comforted me as would a father his son.”
    Then Patrick had a dream, as he wrote:
    “One night I heard in my sleep a voice saying to me: `It is well that you fast, soon you will go to your own country.’
    And again … a voice saying to me: `See, your ship is ready.’ And it was not near, but at a distance of perhaps two hundred miles … Then I took to flight … I went in the strength of God who directed my way … until I came to that ship.”