Love has a Saint…the Saint has a story…Valentine (pt5)

by Craig on February 1, 2012


The story of Valentine, Bishop of Interamna, continues as we move towards Love’s holiday.
This is part 5, part 4 is here, part 3 is here, and 2 hereand it began here.

They are calling me “Bishop of Love.”
They’re calling my home “The Fount of Love”.

I fall to my knees and pray.

Lord, I am slave.
I serve You…
and them…
as they serve you.

Nothing of love is about me…
all of love reaches out, around, up.

They love…I marry…you bind them together…chord of three.
This decree of Claudius, Lord, it serves that which is not you.
To outlaw marriage, is to outlaw love, is to outlaw You.
So now I don’t just serve…I war against an Emperor.

This Emperor…he serves too…
he thinks he serves only himself…
But he serves The Enemy.

Nowhere else in all of Rome can love grow to marriage…
only here…only me…only in Interamna…
I am not fit for this Lord.
I’ll be brave…
but only for you
only through you…
only for them’

The story of Valentine, Bishop of Interamna, continues as we move towards Love’s holiday.source

I fear my courage is nearly as much a fugitive as I.


But the prayer ends. No prayer can last very long now, for two more arrive at the door. Like all the rest they knock three times, then pause, then knock once more. Three…and one…

They are from across the sea…
for there is no one to marry them there…
so I rise from my prayer and begin a new prayer…
for them, for love, for their new life.

And it sustains me.
For there is never enough food or wine.
I marry couples day and night.
I am sustained. by. Love.

For I see the love on these two Egyptian faces…
I see the joy as they braid their arms together…
I see their holy moment…the beginning of their journey…
I see the holy kiss and the fire that burns in their breasts.

Yet the path to my door has become too pronounced…
I hear horses and armor and metal drawn from sheaths.
Orders are shouted and soldiers are positioned.

The new husband grabs a sword as if to defend one against an army…
I grasp his arm and wrest the blade from him.
Those who live by the sword…


…shall know its tip.

I rush the couple to the roof.
They need not be part of this.

And now I turn.

I have known this moment would come.

There will be no secret knock this time.

Roman soldiers do not knock.


There is more to the story of Valentine…please come back.


and if you hearted this at all,
or if you think others might heart it as well,
would you consider sharing it in one of the ways below?

{ 22 comments… read them below or add one }

Abby February 1, 2012 at 2:07 pm

Craig! I don’t know that I’ll get to read them all but I surely would like to! So wonderful for you to give us the story of St. Valentine…I dearly enjoyed this part. I didn’t get to figure out if any are quotes or you are writing out the story using what you know? Please, do tell!


Craig February 1, 2012 at 3:20 pm

ABBY!!!!! Been too long since our words crossed paths!!!! Really nice to see your smiling little avi!! Anyway thank you – and not to worry the words aren’t going anywhere – read when you can – it’s a spectacular story. As for the actual words – it’s historical fiction – pretty much every word is mine – the facts – the date 269ish, Claudius, his edict, a certain female lead about to join the cast. There are very few details we know – and there are even three different St.Valentines – this one is by far the most likely. God bless!!!! and thank you again.


Judy February 1, 2012 at 6:30 pm

Thank you – it is a wonderful story, sadly too often lost in the commercialism of the 21st century. I may share your ‘telling’ with my teens, who though familiar with the story have not heard it nearly so well told by their mother in past years!


Craig February 2, 2012 at 6:02 pm

Judy, I’d be honored if you shared this like that – really. I wasn’t even familiar with the story until last year – I heart the story! Thank you very much, and God bless and keep you and each of yours!


imperfect prose February 1, 2012 at 10:04 pm

Nothing of love is about me…
all of love reaches out, around, up.

loved this, craig, but especially these lines… they embraced me. and i really appreciated the pairing of the photos… i might have to paint the first one sometime :) bless you friend. keep writing. keep teaching us about love. e.


Craig February 2, 2012 at 6:06 pm

Emily, I discovered long ago that maybe the biggest thing about love is that it is never, ever, ever, ever, EVER, about ourselves – always out – always up. Of course there’s a little bit of taking care of ourselves – so that we have the ability to take care of others – but even that is outward in ultimate purpose. Emily, thank you. And that first image? The thing I heart about that most – is if you look at it – there are all these little crosses almost hidden – I heart that! I’d love to see your painting of it sometime. God bless you, and your husband, and your babies!


Positively Alene February 1, 2012 at 10:39 pm

Absolutely beautiful! Love – is always about others. So hard to remember at times. Blessings.


Craig February 2, 2012 at 6:07 pm

Alene, thank you! Love IS always about others. Easy to remember – hard to do. You know? Anyway, thank you again, and blessings to you too!!


Caddo Veil February 2, 2012 at 5:16 pm

Craig–in the “old” days I used to enjoy reading “historical novels”, of the “bodice ripper” type (worldly). This is so much better! Thanks!


Craig February 2, 2012 at 6:09 pm

this is so much fun to write, Caddo, I think I could easily stretch it out to a novel – I never thought I was much of a fiction writer – I think I could do this – so if you happen to see a publisher walking down the street – tell them to give me a call ツ and I haven’t even gotten to the romantic part of the story yet – just wait – the teensy bit of steam is ahead ツ God bless you my friend!


Caddo Veil February 2, 2012 at 7:15 pm

Ha ha ha–looking forward to the teensy bit of steam!! You’re adorable. I have no connections with publishers–I’m not even in pursuit of one, myself. (I have a novel in progress–which is on hiatus, since I began my blog.) But I can refer you to the scripture on my “This is the Day” page! That’ll give you something quick to do when you get a break.

On a more serious note, I don’t know if this will give you any comfort at all, but–I, too, was recently fighting the “dark”. A miserable week, but I’ve come through it as usual with our wonderful Lord. You know, in the “old” days, I used to hardly be able to enjoy the “light” periods of remission because I was already in fear of the next dark onslaught. But I’ve gotten victory over that–I’m not afraid anymore. So I just go crazy (in a good way) and enjoy most days–and when the next siege comes, I take things slower and press into HIM. It’s good, brother–I wouldn’t lie to you! May He richly bless you with Light, strength, Comfort, more LOVE. And oh yeah–I may need you to remind me about this at a later date….. I’ve about burned up dinner now, so we’ll chat later!


Craig February 7, 2012 at 1:20 pm

the next time you need reminding – just let me know – I’ll be there – God bless you Caddo ツ


Connie Mace February 2, 2012 at 6:56 pm

Hello there Craig! Late to the party, I am, but I went back and read up to this. Great story telling and you’ve done your research!

I always love telling my preschool class that there really was a man named Valentine who loved GOD very much (and a real Patrick, and Nicholas…)

May we all stand for GOD and His Truth against the lies of evil.


Craig February 5, 2012 at 4:28 pm

Connie, first of all, I’m sorry I’m so late to respond – feeling really, really, really, really blech!! that’s no excuse not to type a few words – so still, sorry! It’s sad how these real stories have gotten lost – it’ll just take people like you and me to bring them back (ツ) God bless you Connie – and thank you!


Lisa Maria February 3, 2012 at 9:38 am

What an awesome portrayal of love…its never, ever, ever about ourselves…Amen to that! Its so hard to do… but you know what? Whatever we do and give for love we get back so MUCH more! Looking forward to you ‘teensy bit of steam’.

Thank you for the lovely words you left on my blog…I am blessed by them.

Have a lovely weekend.


Craig February 5, 2012 at 4:34 pm

if I owned a publishing company the storybook that I’ve written about love would be published – but since I don’t – it’ll remain on my little computer – but one of the key phrases in the book is this, “love is never, ever, ever, ever, EVER, about yourself!” and there is romance in this story – so there has to be a teensy bit of steam – just a teensy bit. God bless you Lisa Maria.


kelli- AdventurezInChildRearing February 3, 2012 at 10:48 am

oh fun! I love this – thank you for sharing the story – I can’t wait to share it with the boys – looking forward to the rest of the story :) Have a wonderful weekend!


Craig February 5, 2012 at 4:35 pm

You’ll have to edit it a little bit – as I said there is a teensy bit of steam coming up – all very PG but still – it’s romance (ツ) The boys might like the bravery angle – not so much the romance – not yet (ツ) God bless you Kelly!!


kd sullivan February 8, 2012 at 11:21 am

I would love to have you continue this story on my new meme Painting Prose! Hope to see you there.


Craig February 19, 2012 at 4:16 am

Kimberly – I’m fighting off pneumonia as I write this – it’s not going to be a short fight – but I just want to let you know – I heart it that you shared my story – and I heart that our words crossed paths – thank you – God bless you!


Nacole@sixinthesticks February 17, 2012 at 2:40 pm

hey Craig,

this was beautiful, and oh, the pictures were amazingly stellar. all of it–beautifully written historical fiction. i KNOW you could do this! i would read it!

i shared yesterday, and today i will share this one. i also shared your blog link with some gals over at {in}courage–some older women who were feeling a little out of place in the bloggy world and looking for a place to belong–so i told them about your blog, and about Ann’s–so maybe i’ve sent you a couple more readers.


Craig February 19, 2012 at 4:20 am

oh, those{in}courage women – not the ones who read – but the ones who run it – I won’t say anymore here – let me know if you’d like to know more – biting my tongue!

But YOU – you are a friend – and a heart I know God cherishes! God bless you Nacole!!


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