It’s the feast of St Agnes.
She is one of the early martyrs, and one of the young ones. One of the lambs, really. The innocent. One of the ones who even at the young age of twelve or thirteen, could stand up for her faith. Immediately after a Roman imperial edict against the Christians (they did that sort of thing in the 300’s), she stood up and claimed her faith as a Christian. And then was, despite her youth, taken, tortured, and executed. Now, I can only presume her family (nobles) tried to shield her and protect her…but then again, perhaps not. Imperial edicts were nothing to sneeze at. I’m sure there was much more drama involved than the various accounts lead us to believe….but the result remains. A young, young girl was martyred for her faith. It happens even today, it happened way back then. Because it does, we need to mark it and remember those who stood strong, knowing the truth and standing by it…no matter what.
From evening prayer:
Almighty and everlasting God, you choose those whom the world deems powerless to put the powerful to shame: Grant us so to cherish the memory of your youthful martyr Agnes, that we may share her pure and steadfast faith in you; through Jesus Christ our Lord, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, for ever and ever. Amen.