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St George, The
Ubiquitous
Page 43
Q-News, Issue 362
April 2005
On the same day in April, white banners
with red crosses fly from English churches, a splendidly attired Greek
orthodox bishop in Beirut celebrates a special four-hour mass, a Syrian
monastery embraces thousands of pilgrims, and ailing Egyptians wait for
miraculous cures in a small Nile delta village. The day? St. George’s
day, of course, April 23.
To imagine that the average Englishman will know the date of his own
patron saint is actually far from a matter of course. St. George
probably evokes little more to him than some knight on horseback
spearing a scaly, cavern-jawed dragon.
On the other hand, to the Copts, Greek Orthodox, Catholics, Maronites
and some Muslims of the Middle East, George is a very real and active
saint. His miracles of olden times are matched only by those he
performs today. His ancient gilded icons dotting St. George’s Orthodox
Cathedral in old Beirut are kissed and prayed to all hours of the day.
The measure of his help glows in hundreds of candles and gold ornaments
donated by grateful worshippers.
Yet even for his most devout followers, St. George remains something of
a mystery, just as he has done to theologians down the centuries.
Exactly who he was, when and where he lived, why the dragon came into
his life and how George arrived in England to become patron saint has
had the experts theorising for centuries.
In fact, such is the doubt over St. George’s life, death and subsequent
cult that Pope Paul VI decided that St. George may have been presuming
a little above his station. His Holiness subsequently demoted George a
notch to the ranks of the second-class saints. This created something
of an outcry in Orthodox Greece, and one old Greek Orthodox gentleman
in Beirut said disgustedly, “The Pope just does not know about our
eastern saints. He is only bothered with those of Europe.”
Orthodox Bishop George in Beirut agrees with one British theologian who
suggests that the nearness of St. George’s Day to Easter could be one
reason “why so obscure a saint should become an object of a cult in the
Church lasting for long ages, and in a magnitude second only to that
paid to the most eminent of the Apostles.”
Whatever the precise reason may be, paintings, frescoes, stone
bas-reliefs and icons of St. George abound throughout Europe and the
Middle East. A bronze statue of St. George stands in a chateau in
Prague, a large carved medallion of the saint decorates Barcelona’s
Palace of Mancomunidad, frescoes of his life and martyrdom adorn
chapels in France and Italy - Verona, Padua, Venice. Raphael, Durer and
Van Eyck have painted St. George.
On one silver Russian icon, the face of the saint was cut in either
precious stone or gilded hardwood, and a golden St. George emblazoned
the “George” noble, a coin issued in England during the reign of Henry
VIII.
Lebanon itself has its own claim to St. George. In Beirut one can
actually see where the dragon lived, exactly where it was slain, and
the waters George used to clean the blood off his spear.
Mothers croon their babies to sleep in this country with such songs as:
“St. George’s story goes from ear to ear ... people go praising him,/
They tell us hills and hills of praises about his generosity./ His
mother died and he lived an orphan in Beirut. A dragon appeared,/ His
breath killed any human being ...”
The song tells how St. George killed the dragon and rescued the
princess who was about to be its sacrifice. The monster, a speaking
variety, had demanded the royal meal in return for stopping his ravages
on the people and their herds.
But although the folk songs eulogize the dragon-slayer, and one of
Beirut’s best hotels, a club and a bay are named after him, St. George
has fallen on hard times in this city.
The 20-foot square well from which the dragon periodically arose stands
on the northern edge of the city. Now it forms the center of a Muslim
primary school playground, but it is paved over because the teachers
were afraid the children would fall in. And the pupils are not told
about the dragon lest they have nightmares.
Next to the school lies the site of the slaying. The Crusaders built a
chapel over the spot, but since 1661 it has alternated between chapel
and mosque. Today, the yard-and-a-half thick walls that formed the
tower support a modern minaret.
In itself this would hardly hurt St. George’s image. Some Muslims
believe in him just as Christians do, linking the saint with an
ancient, mystical warrior named al-Khidr. But progress ordained a noisy
garage be built. The locals say that the pilgrims of 20 or 25 years ago
no longer come.
The spot where George is supposed to have cleaned off his spear-about
30 minutes drive north from the slaying site-has fared better. It is a
massive rocky cave running into the hillside and overlooking the
beautiful Jounieh Bay. The knee-deep waters within the cave are
believed to have miraculous powers for fattening ailing children.
On St. George’s Day, candles burn in smoke-blackened niches in the rock
face beneath an inset marble plaque of the saint. The massed yellow
daisies that herald a Lebanese spring cover the open ground around.
Mothers with crying babies hurry down the hillside steps from waiting
taxis. They dip the infants into the icy water, light a votive candle
and place the babies’ old clothes on a ledge. These must be left behind
for the cure to work.
But St. George, Mar Juryus in Arabic, as a miracle-worker is no new
concept - it is at least 16 centuries old.
For now no modern authority doubts George’s existence. Four principal
versions of his life and martyrdom have been studied-in Syriac, Coptic,
Arabic and Ethiopiac. They probably were translated from a Greek
account which would have been understood in the great monasteries of
the Middle East.
It has proved practically impossible as yet to fix the exact date of
St. George’s life and death. One Byzantine work, dated in the early 7th
century, says he was martyred in AD 255. But it could have been much
earlier, and many fix his death around AD 300 in the reign of the Roman
Emperor Diocletian.
However, it is sure he lived long before the end of the 4th century,
for a church was built and dedicated to him by then. A Greek
inscription has been found on a church in Shakka, Syria, naming the
building for the “holy and triumphant” martyr George. It is dated,
according to the Christian calendar, either AD 368 or 197.
It seems certain now George was the only son of a Palestinian Sheikh, a
Christian who enjoyed an important position in the country under the
Roman governor of the province. He trained hard in athletics as a youth
and later joined the local army with a commission, where he proved a
bold and skillful soldier. On his father’s death, George set out to see
the province governor with a view to taking on his father’s position.
What exactly happened there is not known. That he was tortured and
eventually killed for refusing to take part in pagan sacrifices,
however, seems true. And some unusual circumstances must have occurred
during these proceedings. Otherwise St George would never have lived in
legend for so many centuries.
Theodotus, Bishop of Ancyra (now Ankara, Turkey), in the 5th century
wrote a lengthy account of the saint’s martyrdom, full of intricately
gruesome details of his suffering. He read his work to his congregation
on April 23, in a church dedicated to St. George.
He tells how the Roman Emperor Diocletian and his 70 nobles had
persecuted Christians for three years. Public exhibitions of every
known form of torture had stopped anyone from professing the faith
until George came along.
St. George’s tortures take up several hours of reading:
“And they pounded him on it (stone slab) until the whole of his body
and his bones were crushed to pulp... they beat his head with a hammer
and with a rod of iron until his brains protruded through his nose...
then the wicked king commanded them to bring a great iron saw and to
saw him down the middle of his head and his belly and his feet ... “
During a seven-year period of torture, George performed a number of
miracles and converted both a magician sent to kill him and the wife of
the governor, or “wicked king.” They in their turn suffered torture and
death, together with 30,000 others inspired by St. George’s example.
After being put to death three times in the most horrible ways,
Theodotus says, George finally succumbed to a beheading and was buried.
Eastern and western traditions alike make his burial ground the little
town of Lydda where Peter the Apostle healed Aeneas. Its modern
equivalent lies about 15 miles southeast of Jaffa.
Throughout his account, Theodotus makes no mention of a dragon except
in describing the governor, whom he also calls a “serpent.” In the same
way, artists and writers of bygone times may have decided that the
infamous governor could only be depicted as a monster. Perhaps this is
how the dragon crept into the history of St. George.
Another suggestion is that the legend arose from a mistaken conception
of a bas-relief in Constantine’s church for St. George at Lydda. The
sculpture depicted the Emperor’s own figure carrying the banner of the
cross and standing on a dragon. The cult’s followers could have
confused Constantine with St. George.
The most probable explanation is that the scribes who copied out the
saint’s history incorporated legends, local pious gossip, and even
their own particular flights of fancy. They were practically obliged to
invent a dragon for George, as a hero of Christendom.
But the main thrust of the dragon-slaying promotion came in the 15th
century with the translation of the Golden Legend into Latin, Bohemian,
German and English. The Archbishop of Genoa wrote this collection of
the lives of the Middle Ages’ favorite saints in 1280.
It was the Golden Legend that had George not only killing a dragon, but
also rescuing a princess-a story reminiscent of Perseus who saved
Andromeda from her fate as sacrifice to the sea-dragon. Incidentally,
this is the legend popular in Lebanon.
The Golden Legend was one of the first books to be printed and William
Caxton published the English version in 1483.
But 12 centuries before that, St. George had made his reputation.
Pilgrims came from near and far when they found a visit to his tomb
could cure obscure diseases. They even carried dust off the shrine home
with them.
Every strange thing that happened in the church was magnified, and in a
very short time the local saint of Lydda became a national saint. He
was identified with Perseus, Moses, Elijah, Ra of Egypt, Aburamazda of
Persia, Tammuz of Babylon and al-Khidr of the Muslims.
But by 494, Pope Gelasius decided that matters had gone too far. He
decreed that the public reading of the acts of certain martyrs,
including St. George, must stop, as they were often written by ignorant
persons, provoked ridicule and gave occasion for derisive laughter.
In spite of the ban, churches dedicated to St. George sprang up all
over Europe and the Middle East.
A high point in the cult came when the 91st Pope Zacharias in the
mid-eight century, triumphantly produced St. George’s head dug out of a
reliquary in the Lateran. He immediately called all Rome into the
streets and the head was carried through the city with great pomp and
circumstance.
By the time Zacharias was showing off his latest relic, England was
well aware of St. George-at least three centuries before the first
Crusade set off for the Holy Land. A monastery had been founded in his
name and several churches dedicated to him.
But St. George really established his name in England when the
Crusaders came home from the Holy Wars.
The Crusaders took on St. George by a sort of osmosis. He was simply
always there, wherever they went. When the first Crusade arrived in
Constantinople, the soldiers saw Constantine the Great’s church
dedicated to the saint. They crossed the Bosphorus, in the Middle Ages
called the Arm of St. George, marched into Nicomedia and were told it
was the site of St. George’s martyrdom. They passed through Tarsus,
Antioch, Edessa, Tyre and Lydda and every place had its own claimed
link with St. George’s life. Very soon the Crusaders felt that George
was marching with them.
The climax came when the Turks had the Crusaders surrounded and in a
sorry plight during the famous Battle of Antioch in 1098. Suddenly, out
of the mountains, rode a vast army of troops on white chargers, headed
by generals Sts. George, Theodore and Demetrius. Of course, with this
help the Christians won the battle.
Peter of Tudebod, historian, said that Stephen the Priest told the men
who their helpers were and added that this must be believed for “many
of our men saw this take place.”
So when the Crusaders arrived in Lydda and found the Muslims had
evacuated the town, leaving food and possessions, they duly thanked St.
George and raised the town to the dignity of a See.
The year after the battle of Antioch, the Crusaders stormed and took
Jerusalem, again with the help of an army under St George-identifiable
by the red cross on his white armour.
St. George also emboldened Richard the Lion Heart in the third Crusade
with some timely apparitions at the height of the battle. Richard
returned the favour by rebuilding the saint’s church at Lydda.
By now the English had adopted St. George as their battle cry and even
the French army decided he was on a par with their Saint Denis.
And in England roving troubadours were singing ballads about the white
horseman. George was the knight par excellence. Since the perfect
Christian gentleman was also the perfect soldier, the King and armies
were proud to ride under the flag of St. George.
His fame increased and the Oxford Synod of 1222 declared St. George’s
Day a lesser holiday. In 1348 King Edward III decided George was a
fitting patron saint for his exclusive, chivalry-bent 26-member
brotherhood of knights-the Order of the Garter. Paintings of St. George
sometimes feature his blue garter across one knee.
The saint was finally promoted in England when he took over as national
patron saint in place of Edward the Confessor. Edward III had become
convinced of the sovereign power of the battle cry, “St. George for
England.”
From then, the red cross on a white background became a kind of uniform
for English sailors and soldiers and today the emblem is incorporated
into the Union Jack.
It is often maintained that George, who personified idealistic chivalry
of the Middle Ages, lost his raison d’etre in Europe when artillery
replaced the lance.
The sixteenth-century’s Reformation gave him the final death blow. Then
it became fashionable to laugh at the saints and brand their cult as
idolatrous. Both Martin Luther and John Calvin found the cult of St.
George obnoxious. Calvin called George a “larva,” i.e. a scarecrow.
Others said he was a “nobody,” “a deity created by some mad and idle
brains for the poor people to fall down and worship.”
But it was Edward Gibbon, the mid-18th century author of the famous
history, Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire, who hurt St. George’s
reputation most of all. Whether it was because of the influence of
Calvin’s opinions or whether his fanatical dislike of Christianity
warped his judgement, cannot be said. But he certainly did his best to
belittle the saint’s character.
In actual fact, Gibbon totally confused St. George with the graceless,
but capable pork-contractor, George of Cappadocia, who from 356 to 361
usurped the Archbishopric of Alexandria.
Gibbon did not go unchallenged, however. A certain Rev. Milner, Fellow
of the Society of Antiquaries in London, quickly took up the cudgel for
St. George.
His paper was entitled “A Historical and Critical Inquiry into the
existence and character of Saint George, Patron of England, in which
the assertions of Edward Gibbon, Esq. and certain other modern writers
concerning this Saint are discussed. London, 1792.”
Rev. Milner painstakingly brought together all the principal facts
about St. George’s life, showing up the flaws in Gibbon’s statements,
but he had neither Gibbon’s fame nor his huge circulation.
Gibbon’s exposure of St. George is one of the main reasons why, for
most Englishmen, St. George is no more than a name associated with
dragons.
But in the Middle East, St. George is very much alive, dragon or no
dragon.
In a hot office in downtown Beirut, a white-haired Greek Orthodox
gentleman will tell you confidently that St. George is working scores
of miracles today, for Muslims and Christians alike. He will recall his
own experience, when St. George came one night with the lance and
pierced his abscessed leg. Next morning the abscess was gone.
Another 70-year old Maronite lights a mammoth white candle every April
23 in the Maronite Cathedral of Beirut. He maintains the saint appeared
in a cloud of dust, mounted on a white charger, when a group of Bedouin
tried to kill him in the Syrian desert. St. George told the attackers
he was al-Khidr, and the Bedouin released the Christian.
And on April 23, in the Nile Delta village of Mit Damsis, St. George
really goes to work. Pilgrims bring their sick to his church wrapped in
white sheets. When the red cross in blood appears on the wrappings, the
patients know they have been cured.
St. George-patron saint of England, Portugal, the city of Beirut, of
harness-makers, of cavalry and those who make plumes for helmets,
protector of horses and shield against venomous snakes, plague and
leprosy-what is fact and what fiction? But does it really matter? Your
spirit has lasted down the centuries. May it never die.
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