Word Prompts

The Saint Who – PROVOKED

Today the word prompt is “provoke” immediately it came to my mind to write a little about Saint Venantius, who at the age of 15 years old provoked his executioners for preaching Christ to others.

I was introduced to St. Venantius recently by my 16-year-old granddaughter who asked me to paint a picture of her favorite saint,
Saint Venantius. I searched the Internet for his story, and myself became acquainted with this teenage boy who lived long ago and captured my granddaughter heart, who insisted her firstborn son would be named Venantius if it was the Will of God someday she would have a son.

So here on my blog, I am pleased to share my watercolor painting of the saint; with the instruments of his torture.

When you read the story, you will agree he certainly did provoke his executioners to their confusion and insanity.



There attempt at scourging him was thwarted miraculously by his guardian angel, he then was burnt and suffocated by the smoke of fire of which he was suspended over. Again an angel stamped out the fire and set the saint free. Antiochus, he ordered Venantius to be thrown to the lions. Only to see the lions crouched at the feet of the Saint. Next, the youth was dragged through a heap of thorns by the cruel soldiers, and they, the soldiers, were suffering from thirst, after which the Saint knelt on a rock and signed it with a cross; immediately burst forth cool clear water. This miracle converted many of those who witnessed the event.

Our young Saint finally had his new beginning in eternity when the governor had Venantius, and his converts beheaded, in the year 250.


How your Guardian Angel must have smiled.
To see a heart filled with such love and just a child.
Eyes gaze to heaven and His Cross your only weapon.
Beaton dragged, roasted with fire until they did perspire, yet you continued to inspire. Marking a cross upon a rock to burst cool water and quench their agonizing thirst; now angels disperse. The enemy hurled you into a lion’s den to see you devoured; the angels again blocked the torments with each hour.



via Daily Prompt: Provoke

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