Love has a story – Saint Valentine | chapter 10

by Craig on February 20, 2013

The love story of Saint Valentine - and the shadowy asteria

September 269 AD

Every night, outside my prison door…
there is a short whispered conversation…
the rattle of swords…the scuffle of boots…
then the hasty exit of the guards and their torches.

After that, in the absence of light, comes my visitor.
She brings me food, and wine, and welcome conversation.

The story of Saint Valentine, which began here, continues.

She talks of faith.

“I believe there is a Great Good.
It is the best possible thing of all things…
and is that which has no beginning or end.

This I believe to be God.

There can be only one who is such…
and thus, there can only be one God.

I know this by reason, by logic.
But I do not share your faith Valentine.”

The Story of Saint Valentine - and Asteria's path to the cross

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She is not far from the Kingdom of God.

Tonight, as I eat, she asks if she may touch my face. I seems a strange request. Her fingertips run softly over every detail, every line, every curve…as if searching.

She says, “I see.”

And then she is off like the wind following a spring shower.

October 269 A.D.

It rains interminably now and the water floods the cell. The space between the bars, which was my only source of light, has now been shut by bricks. I have not seen sunlight for a month.

There is no longer debate with the advisors of the Emperor.

Discourse is now torture.

A broken finger…
a hobbled knee…
is a small price to pay…
for love…and for God.

Months ago the answer “I believe in the One True God” was met with argument. But now it is met by the club or the hammer. Once, there was the cause of love itself to give me strength. But now, I have no way of knowing how many of the marriages I performed still remain.

I am told by the guards…
that all whom I have married have been slaughtered.

Have I become a harbinger of suffering throughout the Empire?

The Story of Saint Valentine...

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I know my God saves my tears.
He is present and understands my sorrow.
Without him there would be no reason to go on.

And there is my daily visitor.
I know she comes once a day…
for the shifts of the guards mark the time.

Rome is very punctual in the rotation of the watch.

Each day guards leave…
the torchlight disappears…
and then the woman returns.

She brings balm for my wounds…
also some bread, but only some…
for now, I am no longer served food.

Her name…

is…

Asteria.

♥✞ღ

I wanted to finish this series by Valentine’s Day…
But things as they are, I just can’t get all the way back on track.

Sorry.

There is more…

to the story of Saint Valentine.

Please come back.

{ 14 comments… read them below or add one }

A. February 22, 2013 at 11:04 am

Thank you for continuing this story, Craig, even if it goes past Valentine’s Day! :)

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nancy March 5, 2013 at 7:17 am

Craig, missing you! waiting, wanting, to hear more, praying, thanking God for your healing. may He bless you today.

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A. March 5, 2013 at 11:26 am

I agree, Nancy! More prayers for you, Craig!

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Willow March 7, 2013 at 7:23 pm

Me too! I am praying most earnestly for you, Craig. Please . . . even if it’s just a couple of words. We care!

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Layla Payton April 11, 2013 at 6:44 pm

Missing you, friend.

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Mizliz Liz April 26, 2013 at 10:57 pm

Dear Craig, I’ve been so out of touch for so long and finally realized how long since I stopped in. Goodness, dear friend, you’ll go to the top of my prayers. So many of us care so deeply about you, even if I’ve been too overwhelmed with my own health to stay in touch. Let us know how you are. Prayerfully, Liz

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Frelle June 27, 2013 at 7:44 pm

Just stopped by because you were on my mind. Hoping you are well, enjoyed your St Valentines posts.

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Debbie July 15, 2013 at 2:31 am

Thinking of you tonight, Craig, and praying too.

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A. July 18, 2013 at 2:47 pm

Craig, thinking of you, also. Still lifting up prayers for you to the Father of Lights, because you are one of His lights.

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Cora July 20, 2013 at 6:11 pm

Really missing you here, Craig, and I pray for you every single day. Hoping to see you back here really soon . . . . there’s just a big empty place only you can fill!

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Layla Payton July 20, 2013 at 11:11 pm

Cora, those words are perfect. We miss you so much, Craig!

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Mizliz Liz August 22, 2013 at 11:38 pm

That place Cora said is just huge. And empty, Ceaig. I’ve started to tweet and I follow you. Just praying you’ll return. We need your words. I need your wisdom. Love and praying. Liz

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marlece September 2, 2013 at 7:02 pm

Hello my friend, from what I can see you left blogsphere?

Are you ok? I need to catch up, I knew something was off I hadn’t heard from you for soooooo long!

Let me know you are ok, drop me a line ok?

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A. October 9, 2013 at 10:49 pm

Still praying for you, friend. And still smiling every time I see that ‘submit’ button.

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