We could not travel far in Ireland without running into signs, locations, references to the Big Name Saints: Patrick, Brigid and Brendan, followed by others like Kevin and Cieran. However, traveling with some prayer reflections about and from Irish saints in our hands, we discovered the presence of St. Gobnait of Ballyvourney in County Cork. Our very cosmopolitan innkeeper in Kinsale let us know that the very name “Gobnait,” was almost a derogatory name, since it wasn’t heroic or mellifluous or grand. However, what we discovered that in the place where she is reported to have lived and worked in the early centuries of Ireland’s history, she is memorialized and remembered to this day. The O’Herhily clan was charged from the earliest of times with the keeping of the sacred well, cemetery, shrine and ruins of the chapel and the gratitude for her person and ministry, and still does so.
The gifts she brought to this little community were ones of pursuing justice by protecting the community, caring for the poor, the ill and the vulnerable, tenaciously and continuously. As happens in much telling of oral tradition, miracle stories have grown up around her. Her name is the Gaelic equivalent of “Deborah,” which means “honey bee,” and she was said to be an excellent beekeeper, providing honey for the community, even sending her swarm of bees after cattle rustlers and thieves to keep the village safe. Her vigilance in prayer and fasting was believed to keep her community protected, free from intruders of all kinds. Today local families pray to her for intercession, especially for physically and mentally disabled children.
I am especially touched today by the stories of sainthood, those whose creed or actions follow the Holy One, in the face of the wake of Hurricane Sandy: those who strung up extension cords so that others could recharge their cell phones, the doctor who just stayed open at all hours for no charge to give aid to those who were suffering, those who gave rides, those who invited people in, opened their freezers, garages and homes to those shivering in the dark. And I am grateful for the saints who prayed, even in their own shivering darkness, that healing and restoration and wholeness would return to stricken people and places.
Gobnait would have been a first responder in her little village: I want to be one too!
Elizabeth Nordquist, who blogs at patheos.com, reflects on what really makes a saint. her main source on Gobnait is Praying with Celtic Holy Women, by Bridget Mary Meehan and Regina Madonna Oliver.