Saint George

Just pass that around between yourselves.

It actually says here, a miracle of Saint George and the dragon.

I hope we don't get bored with Olga and me swapping Russianisms.

I don't say Russia is all good any more than the West is all good, but it's the best of Russia.

Other accounts say that he was a proconsul in the Roman government and a warrior saint.

In this role, he became a major patron saint of soldiers and crusaders, and he is often depicted alongside Saint George.

This adds to Demetrius' reputation as a protector of God's faithful.

Some accounts also cite that his bones emit a liquid which smells strongly of myrrh, giving him the nickname Demetrius the Myrrh Streamer.

It was a story where the pictures that we're going to talk about later, 'cause the reason that I tell this story now is this happens in Libya.

We're going to get pretty much the same word for word story from a Saint George that happens in England as well.

Okay.

So-

... okay, that's why it sounds familiar.

Okay

... is depending on where it comes in, it's a rip, but since it happened once, and we'll talk about when Saint George was born and how just odd the numbers are here.

Mm-hmm.

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April 23rd, St. George Martyr.

St. George was born in Cappadocia at the close of the third century of Christian parents.

In early youth he chose a soldier's life and soon obtained the favour of Diocletian, who advanced him to the grade of tribune.

When, however, the emperor began to persecute the Christians, George rebuked him at once sternly and openly for his cruelty and threw up his commission.

He was in consequence subjected to a lengthened series of torments and finally beheaded.

There was something so inspiriting in the defiant cheerfulness of the young soldier that every Christian felt a personal share in this triumph of Christian fortitude.

And as years rolled on, St. George became a type of successful combat against evil, the slayer of the dragon, the darling theme of camp song and story, until so thick a shade his very glory round him made that his real lineaments became hard to trace.