Saturday:) St. Anthony and All My Angels On Speed Dial

7 Apr

“For truly we are all angels temporarily hiding as humans.”

Brian L. Weiss

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St. Anthony happens to be my Patron Saint, as I was baptized Antoinette. I like to think this gives me a little extra influence with the official Patron Saint of lost articles and lost souls. I call on him quite a bit. We Catholics have a Patron Saint for pretty much every dilemma, illness or intention imaginable.

Well, the other day, I was out for a long walk. The sun was shining, but a little cold. I had gloves on, but I was reveling in the sunshine, swinging my arms, and singing show tunes in my head. I was just a couple of blocks away from my house when, there on the sidewalk, I saw a shiny coin. It was a lucky dime. The strange thing is, I walked that same path when I started out, and didn’t notice it there. Hmmm?

I picked up the dime, after taking a picture, of course, then smiled as I put it in my pocket. I silently said, “Thanks Mom.” Or maybe I said it out loud? I do that sometimes.

I got to my front door, reached for my house key that I keep on a rubber band on my wrist, and NO KEY! Where was my key? Panic! How will I get back in the house? Oh, my neighbor has an extra key, but I didn’t like the thought of my house key somewhere on the street, so I did what I always do. I prayed.

“St. Anthony. It’s me AGAIN. I dropped my key somewhere, and I know you will help me find it.” I didn’t say maybe, I knew he would. To increase my chances, I said my other prayer to my Guardian Angel, who happens to be my mother, right now. For some reason this prayer I learned when I was a little girl, popped into my head a few weeks ago, and will not go away.

So, I retraced my steps down all the sidewalks and streets I walked, repeating the prayer and asking St. Anthony for help. I thought for sure it would be where I picked up the dime. Nope! I kept walking several more blocks. I even thought, this was a strange way to get me to walk a few extra miles.

Finally, I was right in front of Mr. Larry’s and Ms. Sandy’s driveway, (where I sometimes stop for a beer in the garage and catch up on neighborhood news.) and there was the key, smack in the middle of the sidewalk.

It was early morning, and the garage was closed, so I hadn’t stopped. But, as is my habit, as I pass by their house, I give a wave by the front window in case they see me walking past. The key must have slipped off as I waved. Or maybe my angel just left it there knowing I’d find it or Mr. Larry would. Either way, St. Anthony and my angels helped me out again.

I have many more stories of my angels rescuing me in time of need. Many of my angels are right here on earth. Sometimes God gives you earthly angels to help you along the way. I’m blessed with so many. And, I think a few of you reading this right now, know that you are one of those angels. Thank you.

2 Responses to “Saturday:) St. Anthony and All My Angels On Speed Dial”

  1. Wendell A. Brown April 7, 2018 at 7:59 pm #

    Spiritual hugs and blessings always Toni!

    • toniandrukaitis April 8, 2018 at 3:54 am #

      Thank you so much, Wendell. That means a lot. Same to you.

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