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Do you have what it takes to be a martyr for the faith?
I guess many, including myself, would like to think they do but that is a question which can only be answered such a time comes. It cannot be answered in advance.Do you have what it takes to be a martyr for the faith?
Ditto.I guess many, including myself, would like to think they do but that is a question which can only be answered such a time comes. It cannot be answered in advance.
No. But that hasn’t stopped the white martyrdom which has been upon me these last five years. I live in a neighbourhood where it is acceptable to hate Catholics. Quite regularly vile strawman accusations are shouted at me on the way to the grocery store. The locals have made it against the law – their law – to post religious symbols. This is a clearcut violation of the Charter and yet they are getting away with it. I am excluded from social groups, committee meetings, power.Do you have what it takes to be a martyr for the faith?
That’s right on. I’ve heard several people say they would gladly die for the faith. I worry these folk could be setting themselves up for a big fall. It’s a gift, not an exercise of raw willpower.I think you wont know until the HS gives you the grace at the moment of decision.
Martydom, then, implies death and not merely suffering. Some restrict the term to those who were given a choice of life or death. In this use, the martyr is presented with an alternative: giving up the Faith or giving up his head. The martyr chooses the latter. This is imediate or proximated martyrdom. There is also a mediate martyrdom, when a person stays at his or her religious task despite the threat of anti-Catholic vilence and dies as the result of that choice. It is in this mediate sense that the word is used here. In this book are included those who have suffered violent death while engaged in preaching and propagating the Catholic Faith, such death being caused by odium fidei ( hatred of the Faith).
From the Diary of Perpetua:No. I’m afraid not. My children need me, I couldn’t get past that.
We went up to the tribunal. The others being asked, confessed. So they came to me. And my father appeared there also, with my son, and would draw me from the step, saying: Perform the Sacrifice; have mercy on the child. And Hilarian the
procurator - he that after the death of Minucius Timinian the proconsul had received in his room the right and power of the sword - said: Spare your father’s gray hairs; spare the infancy of the boy. Make sacrifice for the Emperors’ prosperity. And I answered: I am a Christian. And when my father stood by me yet to cast down my faith, he was bidden by Hilarian to be cast down and was smitten with a rod. And I sorrowed for my father’s harm as though I had been smitten myself; so sorrowed I was for his unhappy old age. Then Hilarian passed sentence upon us all and condemned us to the beasts; and cheerfully we went down to the dungeon. Then because my child had been used to being breastfed and to staying with me in the prison, straightway I sent Pomponius the deacon to my father, asking for the child. But my father would not give him. And as God willed, no longer did he need to be suckled, nor did I take fever; that I might not be tormented by care for the child and by the pain of my breasts.