In his Confession (a sort of autobiography) St. Patrick, a teenager, is escaping from slavery in Ireland when one night he has a sort of mystic experience: "I saw the sun rising in the sky and while I was crying out 'Elijah! Elijah!' with all my strength, the radiance of that sun fell upon me and at once dispersed from me all paralysis, and I believe that I was aided by Christ my Lord and his Spirit was at that moment crying out on my behalf." (The Latin word for "Elijah" sounds like the Greek word for "sun.")
St. Patrick, pray for us.
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