See how the farmer waits for the precious fruit of the earth, being patient with it until it receives the early and the late rains. - James 5:7

Sunday, April 22, 2012

Fat Abbot



What?  They dug up a fat abbot at the Cistecian Abbey of ...

No, not Our Lady of Springbank. 

No, not Santa Croce in Gerusalemme.


Nope, not Downton Abbey either.


Furness Abbey.  It's in the UK.  Yes, King 'enry VIII was fat, but the remains of the day abbot pre-date tuba - er, his Lordship.  Which is what makes this story so interesting poodles!  No one sacking the abbey since then ever found the remains until now.  I know.  There is a ghost too - but no one wants to talk about it.  Here's the deal:
For something like seven centuries he had lain undisturbed.
He – or at least his remains – survived Henry VIII’s destruction of his abbey in 1537, eluded the grave-robbers that followed, and avoided discovery by Victorian archaeologists.
Even deep excavations and the underpinning of the crumbling building in the 1930s failed to unearth him.

But the abbot who headed Britain’s second richest and most powerful Cistercian monastery may soon be unmasked – along with the identity, perhaps, of one of the site’s ghosts. - Finish reading this fascinating story here.

5 comments:

  1. +JMJ+

    It took me about ten seconds to remember that "Fat Abbot" is not the name of an Austin Powers character. =P

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    1. I was inspired by Cosby's Fat Albert.

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  2. Anonymous2:10 PM

    from Bill Foley

    I aplogize that my comment does not apply to the article in question, but I have come across a paragraph that is one of the most beautiful things that I have ever read, and I want to disseminate it over the Internet.

    Human Person and the Tabernacle

    Paragraph from page 344 of Volume 1 of The Mystical Evolution in the Development and Vitality of the Church by Father Juan Arintero, O.P.

    “One day, at the time of Communion, Blessed Mariana of Jesus, the Lily of Madrid, being unusually aware of her lowliness and unworthiness, said to her Lord: “My Lord, the tabernacle in which Thou art is much more clean and beautiful.” Christ answered her: “But it cannot love me.” “From this,” said the holy nun, I understood how much more Christ prefers to reside in our souls than in gold or silver or precious jewels which are inanimate creatures incapable of love.”

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    1. Thanks very much Bill - that is very encouraging.

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  3. Your blog always makes me smile. The Abbot must have gone after sampling the monastery wine. He obviously died happy.

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