What my friend didn't know is - I had lost something and had been searching all weekend. Last night I was seeking to find it again, I typically do pray when I loose something for the knowledge to remember where I left it. On a whim I thought I'm going to look in here one more time...... While I was sifting and searching I recalled the earlier conversation and as I looked I asked myself "Who was the saint of lost things...." and I kid you not, moments later when the name St. Anthony came out of my mouth, onto the floor from I do not know where!!! Fell the item I was looking for (for days looking for!). I looked down and looked up and then looked around. I paused Smiled and said "Thank you". As I picked up the item I paused again and said "Nicely done God! I know that was you" Today I am going to educate myself a bit more on the Saints. I have a few metals my dear Catholic friends have shared with me over the years. I don't believe I have ever really taken the time to understand them, nor clearly appreciate them. Today I feel I'm being moved to dig deeper and to understand others and their beliefs better ~ Catholic or Baptist. Jewish or Methodist...Aren't we all in this together? Seeking to understand one another is a gift, I'm ready to open!
I am not Catholic, so I do not fully understand the Catholic faith or the Saints. Yesterday a friend and I were visiting -I inquired about a metal I'd received. A St. Christopher, for which I do understand is the Saint to protect and go with you. In our conversation she shared her mother always prayed to St. Anthony (her mother was not Catholic either) when she lost something and that was the only real association or knowledge she had about the Saints or metals.
What my friend didn't know is - I had lost something and had been searching all weekend. Last night I was seeking to find it again, I typically do pray when I loose something for the knowledge to remember where I left it. On a whim I thought I'm going to look in here one more time...... While I was sifting and searching I recalled the earlier conversation and as I looked I asked myself "Who was the saint of lost things...." and I kid you not, moments later when the name St. Anthony came out of my mouth, onto the floor from I do not know where!!! Fell the item I was looking for (for days looking for!). I looked down and looked up and then looked around. I paused Smiled and said "Thank you". As I picked up the item I paused again and said "Nicely done God! I know that was you" Today I am going to educate myself a bit more on the Saints. I have a few metals my dear Catholic friends have shared with me over the years. I don't believe I have ever really taken the time to understand them, nor clearly appreciate them. Today I feel I'm being moved to dig deeper and to understand others and their beliefs better ~ Catholic or Baptist. Jewish or Methodist...Aren't we all in this together? Seeking to understand one another is a gift, I'm ready to open!
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