I feel very happy to have some Irish in me (even if it is apparently a very small amount). I can feel the Irish in me come out on St. Patrick's day.
I love to think of St. Patrick and all the good he did in Ireland. I'm so glad he has his own feast day. To me, St. Patrick's Day is not a day to get dressed up in silly hats, but a day to think of St. Patrick and thank him.
During the festivities yesterday night, I was touched that the ladies who had planned the party had also planned for us to pray for Japan before we left. So we petitioned Jesus and St. Patrick to watch over the suffering and bring them solace and comfort. All in all, it was the best St. Patrick's day I have ever had.
And wi' that, lads and lassies, Ah'll bid ye good day!