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.
Thank you A.T. for your miraculous story of St. Anthony's intervention. Do you or a loved one have a St. Anthony story to share? Email it to us and we will post it on our blog~
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.
Thank you A.T. for your miraculous story of St. Anthony's intervention. Do you or a loved one have a St. Anthony story to share? Email it to us and we will post it on our blog~
