I converted to Catholicism this Easter. I read this morning in the book "My Life With The Saints" about St. Anthony, the patron saint of lost things. Today at work my workmate lost a cheque worth Kshs 50,000. I prayed, "St. Anthony, St. Anthony, come around, something is lost and cannot be found" as I had read in the book. I prayed it twice or thrice. In about 5 minutes, we found the cheque. Had we not found it, he would have been required to pay for it. He thanked me, but I told him to thank St. Anthony. Thank you, St. Anthony!!!
Thank you to Barbara of Nairobi, Kenya for this inspiring St. Anthony story from AmericanCatholic.org~
He is one of the great saints of the Catholic Church, and one of the beloved--even far beyond Catholics themselves. Untold numbers of people turn to him, still, when there is loss. And strangely--at least strangely in the usual ways of the world--those things often quickly turn up. And often they turn up in the most unexpected--even seemingly miraculous ways. Let the stories begin.
