Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Social Security Card - Lost & Found

My son and his family was moving home to Beaumont. I rode with him back to Houston, Texas last Sunday to pick up a few things from his house. The main thing he needed was his social security card for his new job.

When we got to the house, he went to the place he thought the card was and it wasn't there. He told me to check in a file cabinet in one of the bedrooms while he looked somewhere else. Neither of us could find the card. We went on to load up other things from his list and, from time to time, we'd look for the card.

After packing and shuffling around for a half hour or so, I decided it was time to get Saint Anthony involved. I said, "St. Anthony, something is lost and must be found." Right after I said the prayer to St. Anthony, my son said, "Check that file cabinet again." This time when I checked the cabinet, although I still didn't find the card, I pulled four folders that I thought he might need later, even though they weren't on his list of things to bring home. He said, "I don't really have a place to keep those." I said, "I'll keep them at my house. It might save you a trip to Houston later. You never know." Eventually, we gave up on finding the card. On the drive back home, I again mentioned the file folders I had insisted on bringing home. I told him, "You know, you just never know when you might have an emergency need for your marriage license or that other stuff I grabbed. "

Those file folders kept nipping at my brain. I didn't think the social security card was in them, but I was certain he'd need something else in those folders before his next trip back to the house in Houston. When I got home that evening, I unloaded all the things I brought back from the house in Houston to keep at my house. I put the folders upstairs and didn't give them much thought. Later that evening, I went up to my office to check my e-mail and saw the folders. Instead of putting them in the file drawer in my desk, I decided to look through them first. The first folder I opened, the "Wedding Stuff" folder, had an envelope in it. Inside the envelope? The social security card.

St. Anthony rocks.

Monday, November 28, 2011

Gold Medal Help

My mother was awarded a gold medal when she participated in a piano contest as a young woman. Years later, she lost the medal in Oceanside, California. I was a child then, and it seems to me that she prayed to St. Anthony for over a month.

The medal turned up in Tijuana, Mexico, and was returned by a man who recognized her maiden name on the medal. The miracle was that the medal was taken to Mexico and back, and that our family name was known in Mexico. It was all a marvel and a miracle. St. Anthony continues to help us all.

Friday, November 25, 2011

Finding Prayer and Faith

I had been frantic trying to find my nursing licenses, why I would have misplaced it is beyond me. I have been a nurse for 20 years and had never misplaced it, so why now? I think to slow down and take the time to pray!!

Without it I could not work, so you see why I was so frantic!! Someone told me to pray to the Saint of lost things, and I didn't know who that was, so I was at my wits end and totally at a loss. So I sat down and looked up Saint Anthony. I stopped, took a deep breath and prayed for assistance. I was expecting it to just appear...lol but to no avail, I couldn't find it.

It wasn't until I was on my knees, near tears and the fear of not being able to go back to work, that I prayed out loud, going through everything I could think of. To my surprise it was in a place I never thought to think of. Funny how that works, just picked up an object and there it was, laying there. I fell back on my knees, praising and thanking St. Anthony and Jesus, God and Mary and anyone else I could think of.

It took me to lose something for me to take time out to pray and mean it from my heart and soul, not just words, but really mean it. I definitely make sure to always find time to pray now, from the heart, from my soul, and never take prayer for granted.

I had to tell my story, that you can't just ask and have it appear like magic......you have to continue your journey of finding what is lost - and I didn't just find my licenses, I found my Faith and my Father in Heaven once again!!

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Faith Returning

Poor St. Anthony gets worn out from getting called on by me for help with lost objects, but he always comes through. :) Even my protestant husband will ask if I have called on St. Anthony.

Great story: Years ago, during my teaching career, a young colleague came into my room after school in search of a misplaced grade book. I hardly knew him, but a hunch had me ask him if he was Catholic. He told me, “No, but I was raised Catholic”. When he indicated that he would not do so, I told him. as he was leaving the room, that I would pray to St. Anthony on his behalf.

Seconds later, he came in astonished at having found the grade book in a place where he had looked several times.

Some days after this incident, he had misplaced his wallet at home and was tearing his house apart looking for it. In the meantime, he got a call from his grandmother, the woman who had raised him Catholic. He said that she told him to pray to St. Anthony. He was annoyed and told her she sounded like “a woman I work with” (me). But he related that after he got off the phone he fell to his knees and asked for our dear saint’s help. And, of course, St. Anthony came through again.

Saturday, November 19, 2011

Finding More Than Asked For

I had been looking for my house keys for over an hour when I called my mom to ask if she had any insights about where I could look. I followed her suggestions but the keys were nowhere. At last she said, "Well, St. Anthony might help you..." She told me to light a candle, which I did, and say what she told me to say: "St. Anthony, I am a good person and I need your help. Please help me find my keys."

I put the match down, took two steps, and saw my glasses case on the floor (which I'd been looking for for a month), and right by the case were my keys. It was less than 10 seconds since I had asked for his help.

Thank you, St. Anthony. I am going to go to St. Anthony's Church here in our city and make an offering before this day is over.

Thursday, November 17, 2011

A Thanksgiving To St. Anthony

It is generally believed that one of the most acceptable devotions that can be offered to Saint Anthony to obtain any favor, or in thanksgiving for a favor received, is the recital of the Creed. To it many of his clients add the aspiration,

"St Anthony, beloved of God and man, pray for us."

Click here if you would also like a prayer to St. Anthony in thanksgiving for answered prayer.

Monday, November 14, 2011

St. Anthony Hears

My husband had lost one of his very expensive hearing aids in his truck several months ago. He searched all over his truck for it; he looked in his shirt, under the seats, everywhere. He had resolved himself to the loss of the hearing aid. He realized he really needed to buy another hearing aid so he could hear better. I told him we were going to pray to St. Anthony because we needed a miracle and that he would find it for us. My husband had told me he had the truck vacuumed and it could not be there. But I told him we would pray anyway and if we should find it he would have to give St. Anthony something as a thankgiving offering for his intercession. We prayed through St. Anthony's intercession.

Shortly after that as we were getting out of the truck, I was led to look down at the floorboard of the truck and there it was. My husband was astonished. It was a miracle. It saved us a lot of money because hearing aids are quite expensive. Thank you, St. Anthony, for your miracle-working power with us today.

Friday, November 11, 2011

The Story of St. Anthony of Padua

Thank you to 'Signs, Wonders, and Miracles' for this overview of the life of St. Anthony, set to the Marian hymn Salve Regina.

Good Saint Anthony, pray for us~

Thursday, November 10, 2011

St. Anthony Finds Keys

I was visiting with my son in Arizona. My wife and I were staying in our travel trailer. My son was at work, the grandchildren were in school and my wife had taken her mother, who was staying with us at the time, to the mall. I decided to go for a ride around the desert and began looking for my truck keys. Now in a travel trailer there are not too many places to put keys. But somehow I had misplaced the keys to the truck.

I searched the trailer from front to back and outside along the sandy walkway thinking I might have dropped them when I came into the house the other day. No luck.

The dining table is right in front of the door as you enter the trailer; it is small and doesn't hold much. I had taken everything off the table at least twice that I can remember but could not find the keys.

I walked outside again and the thought came to mind, "St. Anthony, patron of lost things," and I remembered the little prayer I read: "Tony, Tony, turn around, something is lost and must be found." Upon finishing the prayer I walked back into the trailer. The keys were lying in the middle of the dining table. I almost lost my breath. I reached out and touched the keys; sure enough, they were real. They were not there five minutes ago. I could not have missed them when I cleaned the table; they were on a keychain with a fob to open the doors and there were other keys on the ring also. I could not have overlooked it.

Did Saint Anthony hear and answer my prayers? Well, I found my keys or St. Anthony returned them to me. Yes, I do believe.

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

A Cancer Scare Relieved

Today my only child was to receive results of a cancer scan. She only told me last Wednesday about this health scare. I was terrified, she is only 32 and has a son to bring up as a lone parent. I prayed to St Anthony yesterday that the scan would be clear, and this morning she was told by the oncologist that all is clear and that she is a healthy woman. The relief is indescribable. I thank Almighty God and his Saint Anthony for this reply to our prayers. I hope later this year to thank Saint Anthony at his tomb in Padua.

Friday, November 4, 2011

St. Anthony Points the Way

My daughter was looking for a shirt she had to have for cheer leading practice. She had searched the entire house and still couldn't find it. I said a quick prayer to St. Anthony to help me find the shirt. I stopped and listened and he pointed the way to her room and to her bed. Sure enough, the shirt had been tangled in her sheets. Thanks again, Good Saint Anthony~

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Prayer to the Infant Jesus in the Arms of St. Anthony

Sweet Infant Jesus, You best and only hope of afflicted souls, I prostrate myself at Your feet and ask You, through Your immeasurable love and grace, by which You did visit Your blessed servant St. Anthony, and comfort and embrace him, to come to me at his intercession and let me taste how sweet Your presence is to the souls that trust in You. Amen.