Back in the day when Christians were really bullied and killed, there was a guy named Lawrence. He was a deacon [a deacon is like a manager of the night shift at Walmart. He's in charge until the manager of the whole Walmart shows up] who helped feed hungry people and generally was a good guy.
The prefect of Rome [the mayor] was a pagan. Now pagans are not Christians. They sometimes believe in lots of different gods and not our true God. The prefect thought the Christians had oodles of money like when someone wins the lottery. But they didn't. The money they had was spent buying food and other needs (not a DS or a car).
The prefect didn't believe Lawrence and sent him to die in an icky and gross sort of way. Lawrence was roasted over fire like a piece of meat. Now Lawrence didn't scream or pee on himself. God was taking care of him. Lawrence even joked and told the prefect to "turn me over--I'm done on this side." What a prankster!!
Lawrence is considered a martyr. A martyr is someone who dies for their beliefs. We are really, really lucky that so many people believed in Jesus and were ready to be killed for Jesus. If these people were chicken and stopped believing, then we may not know what we know about Jesus.
St. Lawrence's feast day is today, August 10. Don't forget to talk to him in prayer and tell him thanks for what he did. His story makes me want to eat spinach and other veggies.
St. Lawrenceville holding bread and in the fire.
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