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arcangel49
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This is my first thread!!!
Today, a small miracle happened to me.
Yesterday, i was at a beach with my family, we were going swimming. So, as i always do, i took off my holy medals. But these are no ordinary holy medals, these are my great grandmother’s holy medals that she brought from italy when she immigrated to the USA in the 1920s. They are extermely beautiful and of beautiful craftsmanship. They are very valauble, being that they are real gold and of a rare design that is not made any more, (i researched all of this) but the sentimental value is priceless. Anyway, i took them off my neck, and set them in the beachbag, eager to go swimming. And after a long day of that, i colapsed in bed. The next day, i looked into the beachbag, and my beloved medals WERE NOT THERE!! So i checked again, and again, panicking, i told my mom. After all, they were hers before they were mine, and she immediately had the whole family on search, tearing apart the house and the beach, while i searched the car. I tore through the car with no avail, and i broke down in tears. On my knees, i began to say the saint anthony prayer out loud. And the second i said amen, my cell phone started ringing. It was my mom. She found the medals in, of all places… A beer cozy.
So, in thanks to Saint Anthony, and in pure curiosity, i made this thread to share little miracles, particularly those of saint Anthony, but any little miracle or strange coincidence or old family story of that sort…
Today, a small miracle happened to me.
Yesterday, i was at a beach with my family, we were going swimming. So, as i always do, i took off my holy medals. But these are no ordinary holy medals, these are my great grandmother’s holy medals that she brought from italy when she immigrated to the USA in the 1920s. They are extermely beautiful and of beautiful craftsmanship. They are very valauble, being that they are real gold and of a rare design that is not made any more, (i researched all of this) but the sentimental value is priceless. Anyway, i took them off my neck, and set them in the beachbag, eager to go swimming. And after a long day of that, i colapsed in bed. The next day, i looked into the beachbag, and my beloved medals WERE NOT THERE!! So i checked again, and again, panicking, i told my mom. After all, they were hers before they were mine, and she immediately had the whole family on search, tearing apart the house and the beach, while i searched the car. I tore through the car with no avail, and i broke down in tears. On my knees, i began to say the saint anthony prayer out loud. And the second i said amen, my cell phone started ringing. It was my mom. She found the medals in, of all places… A beer cozy.
So, in thanks to Saint Anthony, and in pure curiosity, i made this thread to share little miracles, particularly those of saint Anthony, but any little miracle or strange coincidence or old family story of that sort…
) Anyway, it struck me because it was that day that I was thinking about asking my dad if I could start to wear makeup. So I think that was God trying to tell me something there!
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The gift shop also sells a variety of saint medals and some of them contained third class relics. I asked an employee if they sold any Saint-Anthony medals with a third class relic. Unfortunately, she said that the store didn’t sell that type of medal. They had Saint-Anthony medals in stock, but without the relic. So, I decided to purchase a plain one. As I picked one up from the container of medals, I noticed that one of them seemed different from the others. I looked closely and noticed that it contained a third class relic. I thought it was just another medal that got mixed up with the Saint-Anthony medals. But when I looked at its front side, it was a medal of Saint-Anthony!