|Abraham: a very laconic saint|
That's Abraham Lincoln, but you probably recognized it. It's from his Gettysburg Address, which weighs in at 271 words and lasts less than one boxing round. Folks consider it one of the greatest speeches in American history, largely because of the perspective represented by the two sentences quoted above.
Saint Arbogast did not state the same idea, but his memory lingered to demonstrate it. More on that in a moment.
|Arbogast: a very sylvan saint|
In his will, Arbogast had left instructions that he was not to be buried in consecrated ground, but rather on the mountainside among the corpses of thieves and murderers. Arbogast's presence made the spot a destination for local pilgrims, which in turn led to the construction of a church there. Thus, it is not the living that consecrate land for the dead, but rather the dead that consecrate the land by their presence. I do not equate one dead bishop with eight thousand dead patriots (or even 3,155) -- no two deaths are ever really equivalent. But Mr. Lincoln's right about consecration and our role in it.