This is not that.
A few years back — after work and before Bible study — I was sitting on the high wall at the front of a church on a hill in Ventura, CA, knitting. Knitting and thinking. And a thought and question occurred to me. As a Protestant, the formal canonization process is irrelevant: all true Christians are truly “saints.” However…what if?
If all Christian saints — Everyman and Everywoman saints — were cast in more traditional Roman Catholic terms, think of all the Christians you know in the following terms: (1) what would s/he be the patron saint of, (2) what would his/her attribute(s) be, (3) does s/he have a qualifying place or characteristic, and (4) if martyred, how?
I’ve not settled the question of martyrdom in my case, but my attributes are knitting needles and guinea pigs. There are other saints with my name, but I am unapologetically original (and often classed as a bit odd) — therefore I embrace eccentricity as my qualifier. Patron saint of…guinea pigs, knitting, needlework, and all creative children.
One of these days I will come up with a proper Ikon.
The problem with my game, however, is that it’s distractingly fun in dull moments in a church crowd.
So herein shall be the introspections and musings of St. Val the Eccentric on life, faith, and any other topic to really make you think about Christian theology (I am of a Reformed perspective).