A holy man comes to Braunton
A man arrived here in the sixth century, a rare man, a heart-whisperer, a soul-speaker, a sea-wanderer, beaching on shore and marsh, finding a flatland rilled with streams, hills behind, ocean in front, a boundary land, a marginal land, a no mans land far from anywhere except for the Divine... and he talked...
... About a religion that lived on the boundary, about souls able to be on earth and with the Divine at the same time, a Kingdom of God in heaven that is here and now... and he won the joy of women and men.
He settled where stream meets river, where hills meet plain, another boundary, and where folk could be baptised, immersed in the waters as Christ was immersed in the River Jordan, crossing the boundary into the blessed.
Saint Brannock and the care of souls
And he built a church, a minister, a place for priests to live, to roam from, criss crossing the boundaries, introducing souls to heaven and heaven to souls...
He did not come to a land of pagans; the South West was still Christian more or less, the religion that the Romans had first brought to these isles now being fed and nurtured in the Celtic lands but preachers were rare and faith so often needs a shepherd. This man, Brannock, or St Brannock as he became, was here to feed Christ’s sheep.
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