May 15th is the feast of St. Isidore the Farmer, patron of this humble blog for the year 2013. :) Interestingly, he has become a favorite of Henry's since he appears in one of his children's saints books. He has requested that I read St. Isidore's story at least a half dozen times this year, and I can't help but think that this saint has taken a special interest in our family.
Cam, he has requested a St. Isidore peg doll, so I'll be visiting your saint store again soon. :)
Henry was all excited today that since St. Isidore was specifically noted in his school planner, this means that the principal will read his story during the morning announcements. Precious.
From American Catholic.org we have this blurb on St. Isidore:
has become the patron of farmers and rural communities. In particular
he is the patron of Madrid, Spain, and of the United States National
Rural Life Conference.
When he was barely old enough to wield a hoe, Isidore entered the
service of John de Vergas, a wealthy landowner from Madrid, and worked
faithfully on his estate outside the city for the rest of his life. He
married a young woman as simple and upright as himself who also became a
saint—Maria de la Cabeza. They had one son, who died as a child.
had deep religious instincts. He rose early in the morning to go to
church and spent many a holiday devoutly visiting the churches of Madrid
and surrounding areas. All day long, as he walked behind the plow, he
communed with God. His devotion, one might say, became a problem, for
his fellow workers sometimes complained that he often showed up late
because of lingering in church too long.
He was known for his
love of the poor, and there are accounts of Isidore’s supplying them
miraculously with food. He had a great concern for the proper treatment
He died May 15, 1130, and was declared a saint in
1622 with Ignatius of Loyola, Francis Xavier, Teresa of Avila and Philip
Neri. Together, the group is known in Spain as 'the five saints.'"
Henry's saint book notes that sometimes angels were seen to be pushing the plow in St. Isidore's absence, this is one of his favorite parts. Stories of saints from centuries ago are rife with these pious details, and I always make sure to tell Henry that while some such specifics may simply be legends, the person was definitely real and holy in their example.
Good stuff. :)