In the fall, I went to have a massage by a dear friend. While she gave me my massage, she prayed over me and with me. At the end we talked and I realized that I definitely needed to start praying more to St. Anthony. St. Anthony is the patron saint of lost things. Apparently, he’s also the patron saint of my life!
When we started to talk about St. Anthony, the relevance was clear. I was lost. Praying for your own self is also never the first thing we think of doing for some reason. At this moment, I knew it was time to pray to St. Anthony on behalf of myself. I was lost. I was so tired of being lost. He found me. Things started to change and I found myself at Mass one Sunday after Yoga for the first time in a long time actually wanting to be there. As I sat in the pew during communion, I felt a hunger to receive the Eucharist that I have never felt before.
I was found. And since then, St. Anthony has been my BFF (best friend forever). I found trust in God. That trust in God has led to some pretty awesome things that I’ve been waiting for a long time. My mental freedom, my job, taking charge of my health, and now even a new car. I literally say his name and find what I’m looking for without even trying that hard. To explain how tight me and St. Anthony are, here’s 2 things that happened just in the last two days:
1. I couldn’t find the Title to my old car. I searched all of the boxes that contain the remnants of my move from Naugatuck. I figured it had to be in there since I am pretty sure I paid off the car while still living there. The only mental image of the title was of it on the floor somewhere. It wasn’t in those boxes. I searched like a mad woman on Saturday and Sunday morning. I gave up, went to Church and was pretty much out all day. I said, “St. Anthony never fails me. I will ask him to find it and I just know I will have it when I get home”. I got home and wasn’t feeling great so I laid on the couch, forgetting about the title. Just before I went to bed, I realized I needed to find it. I said out loud, “Ok, St. Anthony, balls in your court!” I went over to my nightstand, lifted one book that I haven’t touched since I put it there, and it slipped out of my hand, and there was the title underneath. Which meant, feeling like crud, I could simply turn out the light and go to bed. Thanks, buddy!!
2. Tonight, I got home from work. I hit play on the DVR recording of Bones from Friday night. I knew it was a re-run but I figured I’d watch anyway. The episode is the one where Bones is on a jury. *DING* I got a jury duty notice that I totally forgot about. I recall that it was for early March and I wanted to postpone seeing that it’s only my second week of work. But where did I put that piece of mail? Who knows, my place is a mess at the moment! I literally walked over to a small pile of papers on the love seat, said “St. Anthony”, picked up a note pad, and there it was. The date was Wednesday and I was able to go online and postpone until August.
3. This is the BIG one! When I was cleaning out my old car Saturday morning, in the trunk I found a package of prayer cards (probably leftover from a retreat back in my St. James Youth Ministry days). I noticed the 3rd one down is a prayer card with a chain attached with a prayer to St. Anthony. I figured, great, it’s probably a medal I can hang in the new car. *Important Back Story: Since I was successful in praying to St. Anthony to find myself, I quickly started praying to him for my future spouse because clearly we can’t find each other!* When I got home with the new car, I went into the bag to grab the chain/prayer card. I lift the prayer card, and underneath it, I find a second one. In the entire bag, there is no other duplicate card. The only thing I have two of is this prayer to St. Anthony and the chain. On the chain is a heart shaped medal with an image of St. Anthony holding the child Jesus close, almost cuddled up. I was so excited when I saw the second one. I know exactly who to give it to. I can’t wait for the day that we find each other and trust more than ever that in God’s perfect timing, we definitely will.
St. Anthony, pray for us!