Wednesday, March 29, 2017

St. Anthony, I Gave Up Looking

Today, 6/3/17, as I was trying to construct my fencing, my drill broke. I decided to try and fix it. And so... as I was unfastening all the screws, I found that inside that drill there were two numbers of carbons among others. Each of which was held in its respective position by two individual springs. Accidentally one of the springs was disturbed by my movement. This caused the carbon to fly out of the drill. To cut the story short, I started looking for the carbon within the radius where I thought it would be. After about 10 minutes and still unable to find it, eventually I gave up, sat down when suddenly I thought of St. Anthony. I heard in the past that he is a great saint, particularly for lost things. So, I called upon his name saying, "St. Anthony, please look for my carbon, I could not find it. I promise you I'll spread your name if you find it." Then I resumed looking for approximately another 10 minutes, but to no avail. So, I stopped, I packed my broken drill and uttered, "St. Anthony, I gave up looking." I stood up, called it a day, and walked towards the door of my house. As I was walking, suddenly I saw the piece of carbon laying on the concrete pavement right in front of me. I was amazed. I picked it up and restarted my drill repair work. Thank you St Anthony.

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Monday, March 20, 2017

It Was My Personal Little Miracle

I recently lost one of a pair of earrings my husband purchased for me for our 19th. wedding anniversary.  I was extremely upset,  not so much because I lost the earring, but because of the sentimental value it held. I was taking a shower, when I felt something hit my leg, and rattle around in the tub. I was washing my face at the time, so I wasn't able to open my eyes immediately to find out what it was. After I got out of the shower and was drying off I saw my earring back laying on the floor, and I knew in an instantly what had hit my leg.  I was so sure that my earring had wash down the drain,  that crying,  I told my husband he needed to climb under our house to check if it was in the pee-trap.  He, very reluctantly did as I ask,  and advised that it wasn't in there.   We then spent the next two hours with the shop vacuum trying, unsuccessfully, to suck the earring back up the pipe.  
At some point I decided to check for a prayer for lost things.  I remembered the prayer from when I was a kid,  but couldn't remember all the words.  I prayed the prayer for lost things almost the whole time we tried to find the earring.  So finally around two in the morning I very reluctantly went to bed.  I continued to pray until I fell asleep. I continued to pray the prayer to St. Anthony for 2 days.  Then,  the morning of the 3rd. day after losing it, the earring was still on my mind,  but I had really given up on finding it.  I was still praying to find it,  but figured it was gone for good.  So,  I went to work and was doing my normal thing. 
I was headed to the copier and was looking down at the papers I was going to make copies of when something sparkly caught my eye.  I walked past it,  but decided to turn back to check what it was.  As soon as I picked it up,  I knew exactly what it was.  I was so excited about finding it that tears instantly filed my eyes.  I squeezed the earring tight in my fist, and headed back to my office.  I closed the door and hit my knees.  I said a prayer of thanksgiving not only to God,  but also to St. Anthony. 
I, for the life of me, cannot figure out how the earring I swear washed down the drain,  was now at my office.  It was dirty,  and the bar was bent (but nothing my jeweler can't fix), and was just laying in the middle of the walkway-which is carpet.  How did it get so dirty, and bent?  I have no doubt that what ever my earring had been through,  it was divine intervention that I was able to find it.  It was my personal little miracle, and the rest of the day I kept touching it,  and saying a prayer of thanksgiving.  I know the prayer worked, and as your website declared I found it in a spot that makes absolutely no sense.  Thank you for putting this prayer online, and thank you for listening to my story.  The Lord is Awesome,  and His Love for His children is everlasting. Thank you, A.T.

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Friday, March 3, 2017

I Sought The Prayer To St. Anthony

Glory be!  I lost my glasses several days ago and I cannot see without them - I'm very nearsighted.  I had to wear my old contacts but my eyes are very sensitive and I'm almost out of contact lenses, too, so I was going to have to buy new glasses!  But I said to myself, they could not have just vanished -- they have to be in the house and just got knocked off a table or something.  However, I had looked thoroughly in the only places I ever really take them off -- by and under the bed, around the couch, and in the bathroom.  I knew I had woke up and they just weren't there like they always are.  I searched and two people helped me search, and today I sought the prayer to Saint Anthony for help finding my missing item.  Then I asked my husband to bring home his really strong flashlight from work so I could do one more thorough search. After searching with the flashlight for about 3 minutes, I went again into the bedroom and looked under the bed and the dresser by the bed.  I had to shine my light straight down behind the very corner of the headboard by the dresser, and THERE THEY WERE.  I couldn't see them from any other angle.  I am so grateful and I really feel that St. Anthony showed me where to look !!  Praise God.

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