Today is the Feast of St. Lawrence, a deacon who was martyred in the mid-200’s of our early Church. We know him best for being broiled to death and having been on the coals for a length of time announced, ‘turn me over, I’m done on this side’ or something similar.
But the story I love best about St. Lawrence came from the demand from the prefect (a regional official or governor) 0f Rome to bring him all the treasure the Church had. St. Lawrence agreed asking three days to do so –
After the three days, Lawrence came forth with all the treasure of the church – the orphans, widows, lepers and ill. Placing in the rows before the prefect, he declared “there are the treasures of God”.
This impudence led to his death but serves an important reminder to us – We are His treasure.
The Dave Crowder Band tells us so beautifully:
We are His portion and He is our prize
Drawn to redemption by the grace in his eyes
If grace is an ocean, we’re all sinking (ha ha)
So heaven meets earth like a unforeseen kiss
And my heart turns violently inside of my chest
I don’t have time to maintain these regrets
when I think about the way
He loves us
Oh how He loves us
Oh how He loves us
Oh how He loves
Yeah He loves us
Oh how He loves us
Oh how He loves us
Oh how He loves yeah yeah
