They say the flames that were meant to burn Lucia simply danced away from her and she would not catch fire. As her executioners stood there, trying to silence the brave, young girl who would not deny her faith in Jesus, she spoke plainly of how the Lord had healed her mother, how Jesus has called us to be the light of the world, and how the end of the persecution was near. The soldiers did not know what to do. She kept talking and the flames of their bonfire would not touch her.
In their frustration (and fear) they volunteered the youngest soldier to then put a dagger through the neck of the brave, young girl who would not deny her faith in Jesus.
She died, but her words did not. News of her death and what she had lived for traveled. And then her dying words were proven true. Within a decade, Roman Emperor Constantine allowed Christians to freely profess Christ. What this brave, young girl who would not deny her faith in Jesus had said in the fire that day, was true.
Lucia had a reputation for being a generous woman of integrity, giving her dowry away to those in need. And when she had refused to marry the man to whom she was betrothed, he turned her in to the Roman authorities who had her murdered for her faith in Jesus.
This morning I asked my kids, “Do you think Lucia was scared? Do you think she was sad? Do you think she felt lonely and afraid?” And we all agreed that yes, she most definitely felt all of those things. But she still did the right thing, even though it was the hard thing.
And that light always shines the brightest of all. The light of a true conviction in Christ Jesus, the Light of the world. The darkness simply cannot overcome it.