Still Looking Over Me

On the day my beloved father passed away in June of 2017 , I lost my most important ring of keys..keys to the house, the cars, my dad's hardware store, the post office box. I searched high and low, and was in tears. I had to attend my dad's funeral with only his extra car key and the extra key to the house. I began the novena to St. Anthony to help me find the keys. Some were irreplaceable. I had retraced all my steps, looked in boxes and shopping bags, practically tore the cars apart. Despite my absolute faith in the novena, I was still relying on myself.
Today, December, I happened to look down at the kitchen table. There, in the same chair in which my late father always sat, were the keys, peeking out from under the seat cushion. I didn't put them there, or drop them there. St. Anthony returned the keys to me, and I believe my loving, faithful father had a hand in it. Glory be to the Father, and to the Son and to the Holy Spirit. Thank you, St. Anthony. And thank you, Daddy, for still looking over me. Praise be to God Almighty. The moral of this experience is praise Him in the small things, and He will bless us in the small and large things.

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St. Anthony Chapel - America's Home To 5,000 Relics

St. Anthony Church in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvanian, is home to the largest collection of publicly venerable Catholic relics – 5,000 in total – in the world outside of the Vatican. For more information on St. Anthony Chapel and how to make a pilgrimage there, visit their website at https://saintanthonyschapel.org/

I Can Truly Rely On St. Anthony

I can truly rely on St. Anthony to help me find lost objects. It is so comforting. I had bought a birthday present for a dear friend, a small scarf that I knew she would love, and I put it away. The day before the party, I couldn’t find it. I looked everywhere that I thought I might have tucked a small scarf for safekeeping. My next step would have been to ransack all the drawers and shelves in my dressing room. Suddenly, a quiet voice in my head reminded me of St. Anthony. I became calm. I went to my bedroom and prayed for his help. It could not have been more than a minute later that I pictured myself hanging the scarf on a hanger to keep it smooth. Thank you, St. Anthony, for these small miracles.

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The Story of St Anthony of Padua

Please enjoy this story about the life of our good St. Anthony~