Their aspect is terrifying. . . They are very tall in stature, with
rippling muscles under clear, white skin.” Thus wrote the Greek
historian, Diodorus Siculus in the first century B.C., describing the
Celtic peoples.
Diodorus continued: “The Celtic way of fighting was alarming. They
wore . . . bronze helmets with figures picked out on them, even horns,
which make them look even taller than they already are . . . while
others cover themselves with breast-armor made of chains. But most
content themselves with the weapons nature gave them: they go naked into
battle.”
Emerging from central Europe around 1000 B.C., these fierce warlike
people were among the most successful conquerors the world had ever
seen. Archaeologists have discovered Celtic artifacts as far North as
Denmark and as far east as India. By the time of the Roman Empire,
however, Celtic dominance had waned, being limited primarily to Gaul
(modern France) and the British Isles, where Celtic languages are still
spoken today.
The Romans discovered the ferocity of the Celts in 390 B.C. when a
Celtic tribe from Gaul sacked Rome. The tables were turned two centuries
later when Julius Caesar tried to annex Gaul, and later Britain, for
Rome. It would take nearly a hundred years more before Rome finally
succeeded in bringing the British Celts into her empire. Even then, Rome
had to send about an eighth of her entire fighting force to the island
just to keep the Celts from revolting. Moreover, a heavily fortified
76-mile-long barrier, known as Hadrian’s Wall (named after the Emperor
who commissioned it), was required in order to keep at bay the wild
confederation of Celtic tribes living in the North.
Fierce as they may have been, the Celts were sensitive to poetry,
music, and the arts. They were great craftsmen, fine story-tellers, and
legendary for their hospitality.
I am interested in the Celts because of having recently written a chapter about the Celtic Saint Columbanus for my new book Saints and Scoundrels. It seems that the Celts represented one of the oldest traditions of Christianity. No one knows for sure how the Celts living in the British Isles first
heard about the gospel. According to one set of legends, Christianity
was introduced to Britain shortly after the resurrection by Joseph of
Arimathea, a tin merchant who is thought to be Jesus’ great uncle.
Whether there is any truth to such stories or not, it is clear from the
writings of people like Tertullian (c. 160–c. 220) and Origen of
Alexandria (c. 185–c. 254) that Christianity was well established in
Britain by the second century, possibly earlier.
When these warrior poets embraced Christianity, they lost none of
their fierceness nor their poetry but put these qualities to the service
of God’s Kingdom. Like King David, the prayers and hymns of the Celts
showed a vision of the Lord that was raw, rugged and untamed. It was a
hardy faith that would later give birth to stalwart reformers such as
John Knox.
If Christianity helped to mitigate the barbarism of the Celts, it
diminished none of their natural temerity. Celtic monks were known to be
just as courageous, and sometimes just as foolhardy, as their pagan
forefathers.
The Celts had always been keen explorers, eager to seek adventure
through travel. After their conversion to Christianity, it is not
surprising that this dynamic energy found expression in some incredible
missionary voyages. Never half-hearted about anything, Celtic
missionaries sailed to wild Nordic lands, or to rural areas in Gaul
where the Christianizing influences of the late Roman empire had not yet
penetrated. Old Irish writings with Christian symbols have even been
found as far afield as West Virginia, presenting a mystery for
archaeologists and scholars to the present day.
While we may never know the extent of their missionary labors, it is
clear that the Celts were some of the boldest evangelists the world has
ever known. “A spirit of restless energy possessed them,” wrote
Katharine Scherman in The Flowering of Ireland. “It was given many
names, but its cause must surely be sought in the peculiarly Irish
development of Christianity in the early centuries: a seeking curiosity,
the desire to expand mental boundaries along with physical, to find new
ideas in new settings.”
As already mentioned, my book Saints and Scoundrels tells the story of one Celtic Christian saint name Columbanus. Columbanus lived from 540–615 and has remained an inspiration to evangelists throughout history. While others were content for the gospel to be confined to the urban centers of the late Roman Empire, Columbanus forged new ground in taking the message of Christ into rough rural regions dominated by centuries of paganism. As he confronted rural paganism head on, Columbanus had much to fear, yet he remained steadfast because he believed that the devil was a defeated foe. His famous boat song captures something of the manly spirituality that was characteristic of the Celts:
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Cut in the forests, swept down the two-horned Rhine,
Our keel, tight-caulked, now floats upon the sea.
Heia, men! Let the echoes resound with our heia!
The wild gusts swell, the slashing torrents fall,
But manly strength has force to tame the storm.
Heia, men! Let the echoes resound with our heia!
To earnest effort, clouds and tempest yield;
Zeal and unceasing labor conquer all.
Heia, men! Let the echoes resound with our heia!
Endure and save yourselves for better things;
Oh you who have suffered worse, this too shall end.
Heia, men! Let the echoes resound with our heia!
So when the loathsome foe assaults our hearts,
Tempting and shaking the depths of our hearts with passion,
Let your souls, men, remembering Christ, cry heia!
In resolution fixed, scorn Satan’s wiles.
By virtues armed, defend yourselves with valor.
Let your souls, men, remembering Christ, cry heia!
Firm faith and holy ardor conquer all.
The ancient fiend, defeated, breaks his arrows.
Let your souls, men, remembering Christ, cry heia!
The Source of Good and Being, the Highest Power,
Offers the warrior and gives the victor prizes.
Let your souls, men, remembering Christ, cry heia!
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