MARTYRS : Pastor Florescu


This begins a weekly column honoring those who were not afraid to share their faith.

A pastor by the name of Florescu was tortured with red-hot iron pokers and with knives. He was beaten very badly. Then starving rats were driven into his cell through a large pipe. He could not sleep, but had to defend himself all the time. If he rested a moment, the rats would attack him.

He was forced to stand for two weeks, day and night. The communists wished to compel him to betray his brethren, but he resisted steadfastly. In the end, they brought his fourteen year-old son and began to whip the boy in front of his father, saying that they would continue to beat him until the pastor said what they wished him to say. The poor man was half-mad. He bore it as long as he could. When he could not stand it any more, he cried to his son: “Alexander, I must say what they want! I can’t bear your beating any more!”

The son answered, “Father, don’t do me the injustice to have a traitor as a parent. Withstand! If they kill me, I will die with the words, ‘Jesus and my fatherland.’”

The communists, enraged, fell upon the child and beat him to death, with blood spattered over the walls of the cell. He died praising God. Our dear brother Florescu was never the same after seeing this. -From Richard Wurmbrand’s book, “Tortured for Christ” detailing life under the communists in Romania, where he spent fourteen years in and out of prison for his faith in Christ.
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  1. ok, that one made me cry

  2. Steve, I just got my newletter from VOM, and they are offering the book for free. Can’t wait to read it!!

  3. Thank you for such a powerful blog. There is another book I recommend. It is Perseverance Through Faith, a priest’s prison story by Fr. Aedan McGrath. It is so remarkable, that such a humble, holy man be arrested, held in prison three years, isolated for 13 months of those years, and is so full of the JOY of the Lord! There is also a You Tube video of him telling about the sparrow that would come to his window and warn him when a guard would be approaching, so that he would be able to open his eyes. If they caught him closing his eyes, (after having to be awake for 12, 24, 36 hours or more in a row for interrogation,) they would beat or otherwise punish him. The sparrow I believe, was the Holy Spirit coming to him. Father wrote that the little bird’s call, “chirrup chirrup” was actually saying to him, “Cheer up” “Cheer up” and was a true miracle. Very moving and it brought tears to my eyes. I wept after reading the last pages, because I’ve taken our freedom for granted, like many of us have. Gratitude is the one thing we all need more of, for only that and faith will get us through the dark days ahead. Lord have mercy on us.

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