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There was a man in the city of Armagh, where Malachy was brought up—a holy man and of great austerity of life, a pitiless castigator of his body, who had a cell near the church. In it he abode, serving God with fastings and prayers day and night. To this man Malachy betook himself to receive a rule of life from him, who had condemned himself while alive to such sepulture. And note his humility. From his earliest age he had had God as his teacher—there is no doubt of it—in the art of holiness; and behold, he became once more the disciple of a man, himself a man meek and lowly in heart. If we did not know it, by this one deed he himself gave us proof of it. Let them read this who attempt to teach what they have not learned, heaping to themselves disciples, though they have never been disciples, blind leaders of the blind. Malachy, taught of God, none the less sought a man to be his teacher, and that carefully and wisely. By what better method, I ask, could he both give and receive a proof of his progress? If the example of Malachy is for them a very small thing, let them consider the action of Paul. Did not he judge that his Gospel, though he had not received it of man but from Christ, should be discussed with men, lest by any means he was running or had run in vain? Where he was not confident, neither am I. If any one be thus confident let him take heed lest it be not so much confidence as rashness. But these matters belong to another time. Now, however, the rumour of what had happened went through the city, and it was universally stirred by this new and unexpected event. All were amazed, and wondered at his virtue, all the more because it was unusual in a rude people. You would see that then thoughts were being revealed out of the hearts of many. The majority, considering the act from a human standpoint, were lamenting and grieving that a youth who was an object of love and delight to all had given himself up to such severe labours. Others, suspecting lightness on account of his age, doubted whether he would persevere, and feared a fall. Some, accusing him of rashness, were in fact highly indignant with him because he had undertaken a difficult task, beyond his age and strength, without consulting them. But without counsel he did nothing; for he had counsel from the prophet who says, It is good for a man that he bear the yoke in his youth, and adds, He sitteth alone and keepeth silence because he hath borne it upon him. The youth sat at the feet of Imar (for that was the man's name) and either learned obedience or showed that he had learnt it. He sat as one that was at rest, as meek, as humble. He sat and kept silence, knowing, as the prophet says, that silence is the ornament of righteousness. He sat as one that perseveres, he was silent as one that is modest, except that by that silence of his he was speaking, with holy David, in the ears of God: I am a youth and despised, yet do not I forget thy precepts.And for a time he sat alone, because he had neither companion nor example; for who before Malachy even thought of attempting the most severe discipline inculcated by the man? It was held by all indeed to be wonderful, but not imitable. Malachy showed that it was imitable by the mere act of sitting and keeping silence. In a few days he had imitators not a few, stirred by his example. So he who at first sat alone and the only son of his father, became now one of many, from being the only-begotten became the firstborn among many brethren. And as he was before them in conversion, so was he more sublime than they in conversation; and he who came before all, in the judgement of all was eminent above all in virtue. And he seemed both to his bishop and to his teacher, worthy to be promoted to the degree of deacon. And they constrained him. From this time onwards the Levite of the Lord publicly girded himself to every work of piety, but more especially to those things in which there seemed some indignity. In fact it was his greatest care to attend to the burial of the dead poor, because that savoured not less of humility than of humanity. Nor did temptation fail to test our modern Tobit, and, as in the old story, it came from a woman, or rather from the serpent through a woman. His sister, abhorring the indignity (as it seemed to her) of his office, said: "What are you doing, madman? Let the dead bury their dead."And she attacked him daily with this reproach. But he answered the foolish woman according to her folly, "Wretched woman, you preserve the sound of the pure word, but you are ignorant of its force." So he maintained with devotion, and exercised unweariedly the ministry which he had undertaken under compulsion. For that reason also they deemed that the office of the priesthood should be conferred upon him. And this was done. But when he was ordained priest he was about twenty-five years old. And if in both his ordinations the rule of the Canons seems to have been somewhat disregarded—as indeed does seem to have been the case, for he received the Levitical ministry before his twenty-fifth, and the dignity of the priesthood before his thirtieth year—it may well be ascribed to the zeal of the ordainer and the merits of him who was ordained. But for my part, I consider that such irregularity should neither be condemned in the case of a saint, nor deliberately claimed by him who is not a saint. Not content with this the bishop also committed to him his own authority to sow the holy seed in a nation which was not holy, and to give to a people rude and living without law, the law of life and of discipline. He received the command with all alacrity, even as he was fervent in spirit, not hoarding up his talents, but eager for profit from them. And behold he began to root out with the hoe of the tongue, to destroy, to scatter, day by day making the crooked straight and the rough places plain. He rejoiced as a giant to run everywhere. You might call him a consuming fire burning the briers of crimes. You might call him an axe or a mattock casting down evil plantings. He extirpated barbaric rites, he planted those of the Church. All out-worn superstitions (for not a few of them were discovered) he abolished, and, wheresoever he found it, every sort of malign influence sent by evil angels. In fine whatsoever came to his notice which was irregular or unbecoming or perverse his eye did not spare; but as the hail scatters the untimely figs from the fig-trees, and as the wind the dust from the face of the earth, so did he strive with all his might to drive out before his face and destroy entirely such things from his people. And in place of all these the most excellent legislator delivered the heavenly laws. He made regulations full of righteousness, full of moderation and integrity. Moreover in all churches he ordained the apostolic sanctions and the decrees of the holy fathers, and especially the customs of the holy Roman Church. Hence it is that to this day there is chanting and psalmody in them at the canonical hours after the fashion of the whole world. For there was no such thing before, not even in the city. He, however, had learnt singing in his youth, and soon he introduced song into his monastery, while as yet none in the city, nor in the whole bishopric, could or would sing. Then Malachy instituted anew the most wholesome usage of Confession, the Sacrament of Confirmation, the Marriage contract—of all of which they were either ignorant or negligent. And let these serve as an example of the rest, for [here] and through the whole course of the history we omit much for the sake of brevity. Since he had a desire and a very great zeal for the honouring of the divine offices and the veneration of the sacraments, lest by chance he might ordain or teach anything concerning these matters otherwise than that which was in accordance with the rite of the universal Church, it came into his mind to visit Bishop Malchus, that he might give him fuller IT WON’T ALL FIT

Literally no other game where I can see a depiction of myself as bread saying “poggers.”

Captivating game with an overworld so well-designed and fleshed out with life and character that it actively makes me nostalgiac for a setting that I was never alive in and in a country I’ve never been to. Amazing combat mechanics, charming and fun substories, and I can’t squee over the map enough. Everything about this game is great and I herald it as one of the greatest.

Also the fact I can buy copious amounts of 7-Up is definitely worth praising.

Space diabetes never felt better.