On the way home from beheading his daughter, Barbara, Dioscorus was struck by lightning, killing him, but not instantly, as a mercy, but in a prolonged column of white hot flame, as is true of the judgment of God.
"IF I HAVE TO SHUT ONE MORE CABINET DOOR," I imagine her saying, eyes pressed tightly together like hands in a desperate prayer.
I missed yesterday, but one of the martyrs was Saint Jason and that took a lot out of me, emotionally. We're peak goyische here, Saint Jason.
After being martyred, Bibiana is also buried in the house, next to her mother and sister, so that now the house is too full of corpses and it will be tough to sell, one would imagine, to a family interested in a finished basement.
Sometimes there are always baths, always baptisms. The nereid Thetis dipped her son Achilles into the river Styx, but only up to his heel, but only upside down, and he was a Good Strong Son until he wasn't. (Achilles, whom we're not interested in, as far as this post goes, is older than he knows,… Continue reading Martyr of the Day: Saints Ansanus and Maxima