The Adventures of St. Andrew, Part 1: Seas Red and Black

The true nobility and merits of those princes and people are very remarkable, from this one consideration (though there were no other evidence for it) that the King of Kings, the Lord Jesus Christ, after His Passion and Resurrection, honoured them as it were the first (though living in the outmost ends of the earth) with a call to His most Holy Faith: Neither would our Saviour have them confirmed in the Christian Faith by any other instrument than His own first Apostle in calling (though in rank the second or third) St Andrew, the most worthy brother of the Blessed Peter, whom He would always have to be over us, as our patron or protector.
– The Declaration of Arbroath

Part of the joy of history is knowing that there is so much left unknown to discover. For all the artefacts, relics, finds, studies, and research of the ages since humanity started to wonder about those who came before, there are always new things to discover. This is, naturally, true on an individual level, as you pore over a book, browse a site, or gaze on a museum’s collection for the first time.

The Scotland of today is a nation with many faiths and ideologies, but for most of its history, it was a Christian country. This continues to permeate Scotland’s cultural being, from our flag, to the declaration above, to some of our greatest historical achievements. The history of Christianity is one of scholarship and superstition, peace and war, love and hate, celebration and tragedy, and few figures exemplify Scotland than our adopted patron saint.

So let me tell you the tale of Andrew of Galilee and his adventures through the ancient world…


Straightway did Andrew answer him again:
“My Lord, how can I o’er the ocean deep
My course accomplish, to that distant shore,
As speedily as Thou, O King of glory,
Creator of the heavens, dost command?
That road thine angel can more easily
Traverse from heaven; he knows the watery ways,
The salt sea-streams, the wide path of the swan,
The battle of the surf against the shore,
The terror of the waters, and the tracks
Across the boundless land. These foreign men
Are not my trusty friends, nor do I know
In any wise the counsels of this folk;
To me the cold sea-highways are unknown.”

    Him answered then the everliving Lord:—
“Alas, O Andrew, that thou shouldst be slow
To undertake this journey, since for God,
Almighty One, it were not hard to bring
That city hither, ‘neath the circling sun,
Unto this country, o’er the ways of earth—
The princely city famous, with its men—
If He, the Lord of Glory, with a word
Should bid it. So thou mayst not hesitate
To undertake this journey, nor art thou
Too weak in wit, if thou but keepest well
The faithful covenant with thy Lord. Be thou
Prepared against the hour, for there can be
No tarrying on this errand. Thou shalt go
And bear thy life into the grasp of men
Full violent, where ‘gainst thee shall be raised
The strife of warfare, with the battle-din
Of heathens, and the warriors’ martial might.

 – Andreas: The Legend of St. Andrew, translated from the Old English by Robert Kilburn Root (1899)

Like most of the Apostles, Andrew’s life is mysterious and poorly attested. Most of what we know is derived from the New Testament. Andrew was born in the village of Bethsaida on the shores of the Sea of Galilee. Like his brother Simon Peter, he was a fisherman: the two dwelled in a house at Capernaum, where they worked until their meeting with Jesus Christ; John wrote that Andrew was first a disciple of John the Baptist. Jesus called upon the two brothers to become his disciples, and so they did. Andrew was one of the most senior of the Apostles, counted among the first four of the twelve in the three canonical gospels and the Acts, and is generally considered to be one of the closest to Jesus himself. He was present at several of the most weel-kent episodes of Jesus’ life: he had a vital role in the famous Feeding of the Five Thousand, was present at the Last Supper, saw the risen Jesus and witnessed the Ascension, and bore the gifts of Pentecost.

Quite why Andrew was adopted as Scotland’s patron is also somewhat of an enigma, with several traditional theories: the most popular are the appearance of the Saint before King Óengus II at the Battle of Athelstaneford, and the delivery of Andrew’s relics from Constantinople to Scotland during the Voyage of St. Regulus – all events which preceded the traditional foundation of Scotland itself. It seems likely, then, that Andrew was the patron saint of Scotland from our nation’s very birth.

While I got most of the Biblical information on Andrew in school and church, there is a wealth of story, legend and folklore surrounding the saint. Following the Pentecost, the Apostles were tasked to carry Jesus’ teachings throughout the world – and what a journey he undertook! From the Levant to India, Egypt to Southern Africa, all the way north to the Baltic and west to, yes, possibly even to Scotland. Unfortunately, as of 2016, I cannot find an English translation of George Alexandrou’s He Raised His Cross On The Ice, so we have to dig a wee bit through the aether.


Andrew’s first missionary journey was through Asia Minor. First he went through Judea, preaching to the Samaritans. Then he followed the Levant to Lydda and Antioch, to Ankara and Edessa in modern Turkey. He travelled the coast round to Constantinople, on to several famous former kingdoms.


First, he arrived in the lands of the Bythinians, a “Greek” colony in a very loose sense of the word. The Bythinians were the descendents of two Thracian tribes – the Bythini and the Thyni. The Thracians were a proud and fierce people distinct from the Achaeans of Athens or Sparta, who figured in one of the more colourful episodes in St. Andrew’s life – but that’s for another post.


Next, he arrived in the realm of the Cappadocians, an ancient kingdom famed for their magnificent subterranean cities. The Cappadocians were ancient miracle workers of architectural feats beyond their vast underground dwellings, and the very land itself a place of wonder and mystery with its fairy chimneys, fire temples, and more.


Soon, Andrew had his first contact with a Celtic people – the Galatians. Yup, the guys Paul wrote to. Imagine a tribe of Gauls, back in the days when their bravest warriors fought naked, deciding to raid and pillage their way across thousands of miles, before settling in a climate that’s decidedly warmer than their Alpine homelands: you’ve just imagined the Galatians. When Galatia was reduced to a Roman province, the Romans co-opted the Dying Gaul as a tragic figure that subtly reinforced the idea of Roman victory over Gallic failure, and were only now beginning to erode indigenous culture away. In Andrew’s time, the Galatians retained a strong cultural identity, and would continue to do so for another two centuries, before becoming assimilated into the final, monolithic form of the Roman Empire.


Finally, Andrew came to proud Pontus, a Greco-Persian kingdom which once ruled over an empire encompassing nearly all of Anatolia and almost the entire coastline of the Black Sea – which was, at one time, even called the Pontic Sea. Pontus was a curiously bifurcated land, divided not only by the Pontic Alps, but by culture. The northern coast was Hellenic, building upon the many Greek trading colonies founded over the centuries: the interior was Persian, dominated by the Iranian aristocracy boasting descent from the Persian Empire of old. This was reflected in their religion, which featured the Greek pantheon as well as Mithras, Men, and Ahuramazda – though, of course, that changed when Rome came. Although the great king Mithradites lost his empire in the first war with Rome, he managed to repel the might of the Republic in a second. Alas for Pontus, after fifteen years of peace, war resumed – and Rome would not lose the third war.

Some traditions say Andrew then travelled beyond the boundaries of Rome into the kingdom of Armenia, caught between Rome in the West and the Parthians in the East, and to Georgia and other lands of the Caucasus, before returning to Jerusalem. And so the first missionary journey of Andrew came to a close.

But there are three more to go, and they only get wilder from here – encounters with inhuman races, battles with the descendants of giants, and more, in the further adventures of St. Andrew!


2 thoughts on “The Adventures of St. Andrew, Part 1: Seas Red and Black

  1. […] St. Andrew’s First Missionary Journey reminded me of Harold Lamb’s eastern adventures, and the Second Talbot Mundy’s oriental […]

  2. […] History is history, and the past is the past. I have zero problem with the cartoon choosing to depict a (presumably) African soldier & his family in Britannia, as there is ample evidence for such individuals in the archaeological record. I have no issues whatsoever with the clear and explicit intention to highlight people like this in the interests of representation, because it is fascinating to me to imagine people coming here from half a world away. How many adventure stories feature intrepid explorers on journeys to the jungles of Africa, the rainforests of South America, the mist-shrouded mountains of Asia, the distant isles of the seven seas? From another perspective, Britain was that lost land, that mysterious island, that realm of myth and legend – and some people made that journey here. It is awesome to imagine that trek across desert, wilderness, hillside, mountain, and ocean, to find themselves at what was for all intents and purposes the very edge of the world. Stories like this are, frankly, just cool. […]

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