Monday, March 30, 2015

I Searched High And Low

About 5 months ago I lost my favorite necklace. I remember taking it off in my bedroom. I searched high and low, going through my wardrobe thinking it may have gotten caught in some piece of clothing I had been wearing. I searched through all my jewelry numerous times to no avail. Shortly thereafter my daughter lost her job and we were devastated. I had already been praying to St. Anthony to find my necklace; now I needed him to find my daughter a job as well. I prayed for months but decided that a job was more important than a necklace so I told St. Anthony to forget the necklace. I continued to pray for my daughter to find a job. Today in church as I was walking by the pamphlet rack I noticed the Children's missals. I also noticed they were the very same as ones I had bought my granddaughters many years ago. Right beside them was my necklace that someone had found in church and placed there. The strangest thing is I had walked by that rack every Sunday since my necklace went missing and it was only today that I just happen to glance in that direction. Thank you, St. Anthony!

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Wednesday, March 18, 2015

I Was Astonished

I WAS ASTONISHED!!! Short story...last night I did my usual procedure - brushed and flossed, then proceeded to take off my earrings. One of the earrings in my right ear got tangled in my hair. In an effort to quickly get it untangled, it dislodged then bounced off the night table and vanished! Obviously, the search began, lasting one full hour, but the earring refused to show itself. I consoled myself with the fact that I probably would find it in the daylight. I woke up, did my usual things, and proceeded to put on different earrings. I then began a thorough fine-tooth-comb search that lasted about an hour again. The earring just hid even deeper from my view.
A few hours later, I walked into the bedroom and thought of my Mother, who whenever something was lost always said a prayer to St. Anthony and thus the lost object was found. I would say to her, 'just coincidence.' My Mother was very religious person. I am not. And so, after two hours of a really complete search, my Mom and St. Anthony popped into my head. My cats all lined up in a row behind me, staring at me as if they were thinking, "who are you talking to?" as I said out loud, "St. Anthony, I am really sorry to bother you but I lost my earring. I tried everything, so can you please help me find it?" Honestly, not even a full 60 seconds elapsed before I walked toward the same place where I had searched at least 20 times....looked down on the floor again, and there was my earring. I am truly amazed! That had been the first spot I looked last night and today, on the right side of my make-up table.
Yours truly,

Thank you J.L. for your story - may you continue to be astonished through the intersession of Good St. Anthony. Have an astonishing story of your own to share? Email it to us and we will post it on our blog.

Thursday, March 12, 2015

I Cried In Gratitude To Saint Anthony

Years and years ago I had lost a huge key ring of keys. At the time money was so tight and the thought of trying to get new keys made for everything from cars to the house etc… was upsetting and left me with pure guilt. How could I be so careless? What could I have done to prevent this from happening? What made it sickening was on this key chain I had irreplaceable sentimental souvenir coins and charms. I searched everywhere. Re-tracing every inch I could have lost them. Thinking it had to be in the hands of someone that would just toss it in the trash being useless to them. I could picture them tossed in an old dirty dumpster floor.
A co-worker heard how distraught I was and the effort I was searching for this keyring while I was trying to be realistic and listing everything from my home, garage, bike lock keys to my Mom’s keys, my car to my Mom’s car keys… The list increased as I tried to account for everything. I received lectures from everyone how I shouldn’t have ever had them all on the same keyring. Frustrated with myself with the thought I would have to go and collect my Mom’s spare keys. Then my co-worker told me to pray to Saint Anthony. First of all, I am not Catholic. I believe in the good of God but I could count on my ten fingers how many times I have been to church which most have been for weddings.
I went home that evening from work and looked everywhere once again without any luck. In desperation, I got down on my knees and prayed with all my heart. I wasn’t expecting a miracle but possibly some guidance or help with the consequence of my loss and tried to sleep.
They say the morning brings a new day. I woke up telling myself I had to just “deal with it” and will search for a local locksmith after the work day. Got ready for work as usual and as I was ready to rush out of the house with my two spare keys (house and car) in hand, I went for my purse and laying on my purse was my missing keyring. I screamed. Anyone would have thought I won the power ball. Let me repeat, they were ON TOP of my purse not even in my purse. I was stunned. I cried in gratitude to Saint Anthony. It had to be him.
Thank you Saint Anthony, thank you with all my heart.

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Wednesday, March 4, 2015

I Know In My Heart It Was St. Anthony

My daughter was going to be traveling out of the country in about 10 days. I could not find our passports. I tore the house apart, drawers, closets etc. I had been searching on and off for weeks. I called my daughter at school (she is in college in another state) to tell her that I couldn't find them. I made an appointment for her to go to the nearest passport office to get a replacement which was 2 hours from her school. I had been praying to St. Anthony for several days. My daughter decided to come home to help me look. I insisted that if it's here I'll find it. Low and behold she found them! They were in my closet in a place I never would have looked. She said she just had a feeling that she needed to come home to look for them. I know in my heart it was St. Anthony that sent her home. We are eternally grateful to St. Anthony! I have been saying prayers of thanksgiving all day. While she was home she was able to visit a very dear friend that is has cancer and is not expected to live much longer, so in addition to finding our lost passports she was able to bring some cheer to a dear friend.

Thank you E.K. for your story of trust in St. Anthony~ If you have a St. Anthony story to share, email it to us and we will post it on our blog for other readers to be inspired by.