I’ve got a silly story to tell you about something very stupid that a teenager did.
Gotcha! I would never post about another “dumb teen.” The dumb teen I’m talking about is me – when I was preparing to make my confirmation.
While preparing for this wonderful sacrament, I did not take my instructor’s assignment seriously. The assignment was to do some research and choose a saint name to be our confirmation name. My friend and I decided that we didn’t want a boring old saint’s name. We wanted a cool name. If we were going to get to pick our “new names”, well then, we would do things our way! Dummy Dumbo!
I chose Hilary – after my favorite nurse soap opera star on the Guiding Light. My friend chose Alexis. THEN, we went to the library to look at the very large book of saints. With enough searching, we were actually able to find a “St. Hilary and a St. Alexis.” We were so happy to find their names on the “great big roll call” of saints, that we paid little attention to their stories. The joke, of course was on me – St. Hilary was a dude!
Why do I tell you this silly story? Well, today is Friday the 13th AND the feast of St. Hilary of Poitiers. I’m sure that St. Hilary looks down upon my and intercedes for me. For this I am grateful! I regret choosing him, however, because not much is known about him. He was a bishop. He fought against heresy. He did like to write (like myself), and he is the patron saint invoked against snake bites.
If I had to choose again, I would probably choose a saint for whom I felt I had more in common – someone I could really relate to – someone who I could talk to on a regular basis – in heaven that is. This is what I advise my teen students to do when contemplating a confirmation name. I do hope they choose more wisely than I did!