Thursday, September 29, 2011

Don't Mess with St. Michael. A true story.

A true story.

When my husband was in grad school getting his M.A in philosophy,  he lived in a guest house of a religious order, along with several of his friends. There  was a small statue of St. Michael in a niche  in the hallway. It was the typical pose, based on that famous painting where Michael is standing on the neck of Lucifer and brandishing a spear.

 There was also something on his head that, as in the picture on the right, looked an awful lot like a hair ribbon. And on this statue it was a faded red-almost-pink color.

One day, as Bill  and a fellow student were walking by, he just couldn't resist. He pointed towards the statue.

"Look at that. He has a bow in his hair! A pink bow! I bet the devil just called him a sissy and that's why he's down on the ground."

At that very moment, the little spear slipped out of St. Michael's plaster hands. It hit the back of Bill's hand.

And drew blood.

This really happened.


  1. My first instinct was "whoa, that's scary" but my second was, "no wait, that was AWESOME!" Go St Michael. My brother, Michael, is a US Marine. His wife is not Catholic and was pregnant and gave birth while he was deployed to Afghanistan last year. He bought her a St Michael medal to keep with her at all times. My niece was born at home delivered by paramedics after my sister-in-law had been sent home from the Naval Hospital for failure to progress. During all the confusion of my sister-in-law and niece being transported to the hospital, my sister-in-law misplaced the medal. Or so she thought. When they got to the hospital, the nurse unwrapped my niece and said, "hey, how did this get here?" The medal was clutched in my niece's hand. St Michael doesn't mess around!

  2. That's a great story, Kristen. I'll add that my interpretation of St. Mike spearing my husband--who despite his irreverence on this occasion has always had great devotion to St. Michael--is that this was a rough&tumble "guy's humor" on St. Michael's part. Like when one guy playfully shoves a friend and soon their having a wrestling match. It's a guy thing.I don't think the Archangel was actually angry with Bill.