Today is St. Patrick's Day, and students are running around campus in different shades of Green. Growing up, I was told I was of Irish heritage. Naughton was our family name. We had our coat of arms. Naughton: means bright and pure. I am told our surname, Norton is a variation of Naughton. The closes I ever came to acknowledging my Irish heritage was wearing green on St Patrick's Day, wearing an Irish paddy can, eating Lucky Charms cereal for Sabbath morning breakfast.
Some years ago, my parents took one of those DNA tests to determine one's heritage. Here are the results:
Europe & Russia = 65%
Estonia, Latvia, Lithuanian = 35%
Migration = Poland, Slovakia, Hungry, Poland
Great Britain = 50%
Germany = 40%
Ireland, Scotland, Wales = 4%
Norway = 3%
Sweden = 3%
Conclusion: I am only 4% Irish. Ok, I may not be Irish, but I am a child of God. The Apostle John proclaims, "Behold what manner of love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God! And that is what we are!"