Praying to Saint Anthony when something is lost is a Catholic tradition:
and must be found!
That prayer and the more "polite" version (Dear St. Anthony please come around something is lost and it cannot be found.) was repeated over and over at our Girls Night Out.
After a long time apart, my friends and I were finally able to gather together to celebrate not only our friendship, but life in general. To commemorate the occasion, I purchased each member of our group a leather bracelet with the Girls Night Out charm from Ohm Beads.
My friends loved it, but our revelry was cut a short when one of them dropped her charm and couldn't find it! Immediately we started to look for it. Cell phones came out with the flashlight app beaming all over the floor. I got down on my hands and knees and crawled under the table to look for it. Even the employees in the restaurant joined our frantic search.
One of my friends started praying out loud: Dear St. Anthony please come around something is lost and it cannot be found. We all joined her.
I got the idea to walk away from the table and I saw a tiny glint of silver on the floor. I grabbed it and started jumping up and down, literally yelling, "I found it, I found it!"
Needless to say, we were all relieved and we had a great time the rest of the evening.
That night I couldn't go to sleep without a special prayer of gratitude to St. Anthony. I wondered what all those people in the restaurant thought about our praying?
Then I remembered the name of the restaurant and burst out laughing: Pitchfork. ;-)
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