Becket's Suffering

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A Pilgrimage to Find one’s Self
When all christians belonged to the Catholic Church, the Pope had strong authority and was in charge of many kings throughout Europe. The Pope made decisions that would affect christians significantly. During this time, Henry II needed a trustworthy individual to control the church for him. He and Thomas Becket had been friends and began to discuss Becket potentially becoming a priest. The next day he was ordained a Bishop by Henry, that afternoon, on June 2, 1162, he was Archbishop of Canterbury. Henry was adamant to increase jurisdiction of his kingdom. Though Becket, after some thinking, decided he wanted to stay on God's side and was not going to overthrow …show more content…

Becket had fled to the Cathedral while a service was going on. King Henry’s men found him at the altar, pulled their swords and began to swing at Beckett ultimately splitting his skull. The death of Becket disheartened King Henry. The knights who committed the murder felt graceless remorse. “ By appointing his trusted friend Thomas as archbishop of canterbury, Henry hoped to gain the upper hand with his disputes”. ( Holt 84 ). King Henry’s immense amount of greed lead to Thomas Becket’s death in 1170. Pieces of cloth from Beckett soaked in his blood became an ordeal. Word got around that, when touched by this cloth, people were cured of blindness, epilepsy, and leprosy. It wasn't long before monks were selling bottles with Beckett's blood in them. Monks feared that Becket's body might be stolen, so they placed his marble coffin in the crypt of the cathedral with a wall built before the tomb to insure that it would not easily be withdrawn. The monks left a space where they were still able to kiss Becket's tomb. After his death, he was soon remembered a saint. In 1220, Becket's bones were transferred to a new bejewelled shrine behind the highest altar. …show more content…

Why Canterbury? There is no arguing around the fact that many of us are lost in the world,. Even going through the cycles of everyday life with no problem, still sometimes I forget, investing in life experiences is far more beneficial to my happiness than material goods. When I set out on my pilgrimage will go alone. I am not going to take much along on my trip, just some of the basic essentials like food and water, a tent for shelter, a gun for protection, and my guitar. Sometimes I feel too socially invested in worldly things and feel I need to take a step back and really look at things from a different point of view. Which sounds easy, but I feel like most people, in our country especially haven't taken a step back and thought about why we are truly on this earth. I cannot wait for the trip to open up my eyes and allow me to see a little more clear than before. The only thing I'm afraid of is what what I'm trying to temporarily break away from, the busy, fast paced, technological world. Weather it be Twitter, Instagram, or Snapchat, I can talk to people for hours without even having to leave my house. These can all be a form of connection, but it does not compare to having a face to face conversation with someone. Staying in The Rocky Mountains for a few days with no technology is something I’ve been wanting to do for two years now. I feel like my generation in particular is in an odd place at the

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