According to Catholic Online, Michael isn’t a saint like we usually think of saints—good humans who are now in heaven—but an angel. He is called an archangel because he is the leader of the angels. He is mentioned four times in Scriptures including Daniel where he helped people and in Revelations where he leads the final battle against Satan. In the Catholic tradition he is the angel who defended God against Lucifer before the Garden of Eden. Some believe he is the angel that carries a soul to heaven. St. Michael is a figure of action and combat, of strength, a sense of duty, and justice. Thus he is known as the Protector and as the Defender of Faith. He is patron saint of various groups including police and military. Belief in St. Michael is common to Judaism, Islam, and Christianity. His feast Day is Sept. 29 along with the other archangels, Gabriel and Raphael, and the other angels.
I chose the name Michael for our fifth son because I liked it. I didn’t think about St. Michael until our Michael was hospitalized for surgery at age one month. Like his patron, our Michael was a fighter then and has never backed away from a challenge. He is a family-loving guy who makes it a point to stay in touch with both sides of our extended families, “protecting the connection” of family ties. He was a warrior on the soccer and track fields, and his Bengal fan stripes run deep. He considered entering the police force, but after graduating from Wright State, he earned a second degree in mortuary science, a career that highlighted his reputation as a caring, sensitive person. One of his older brothers told him that he was the glue that bonded our blended family, because he was his, hers, and ours. His birthday is March 16th which means he often shared the family party with his brother Alex (March 18th) and his birthday weekend with St. Patrick Day celebrations. He has much in common with his patron saint.