July 17

The Scillitan Martyrs, William White, Pavel Peter Gojdič, and the World Day of International Justice

Graffiti in Boston, 2025. Own photo.

Today in the year 180, twelve martyrs from the town of Scilla in Tunisia were executed in an early Roman persecution. They were five women and seven men, and made the case that they lived quiet, orderly lives. But when asked to swear by the name of the Emperor, they refused, and were put to death. 

Today is a Feast Day, in the Episcopal Church, of William White, who died on this day in 1836. He was the first Bishop of Pennsylvania Diocese and a founding figure of the Episcopalian Church in the United States during the Revolutionary War. 

Today is also the Feast Day of Pavel Peter Gojdič, a monk and bishop of the Slovak Greek Catholic church, who not only rescued over a thousand Jews from the Holocaust, but also defied the authoritarian communist government of Czechoslovakia and refused to convert to Russian Orthodoxy, for which he was imprisoned and tortured. He died in prison on this day in 1960, honored by Jews and Christians alike. 

Today is the World Day of International Justice. The designation of this day highlights how international justice tribunals and courts have brought and continue to bring justice for the victims of war crimes and crimes against humanity. The fascist regime of the United States has not recognized the authority of the ICC because the ICC has justly accused Benjamin Netanyahu of war crimes, and this regime claims a license to commit its own acts of atrocity against asylum-seekers in violation of international agreements. 

Reflection:

When asked to swear by the Emperor, one of the twelve Scillitan martyrs named Speratus said:

“I recognize not the empire of this world; but rather do I serve that God whom no man hath seen, nor with these eyes can see.”

Speratus

“Equality” by Maya Angelou:

You declare you see me dimly
through a glass which will not shine,
though I stand before you boldly,
trim in rank and marking time.
You do own to hear me faintly
as a whisper out of range,
while my drums beat out the message
and the rhythms never change.

Equality, and I will be free.
Equality, and I will be free.

You announce my ways are wanton,
that I fly from man to man,
but if I'm just a shadow to you,
could you ever understand ?
We have lived a painful history,
we know the shameful past,
but I keep on marching forward,
and you keep on coming last.

Equality, and I will be free.
Equality, and I will be free.

Take the blinders from your vision,
take the padding from your ears,
and confess you've heard me crying,
and admit you've seen my tears.
Hear the tempo so compelling,
hear the blood throb in my veins.
Yes, my drums are beating nightly,
and the rhythms never change.

Equality, and I will be free.
Equality, and I will be free.

Maya Angelou, “Equality”

Prayer: God who no human eyes can see, yet who is All — bring equality to your children, and a respect for all life. Amen.