The saint who inspires me the most is my patron, St. Jean Vianney. Actually, this brings back a lot of memories.
First off, when I was trying to find one in sixth grade, I was actually going to consider some others like St. Thomas More or St. Thomas Aquinas, but somehow, I got attracted to him. And that’s odd, since I’m a female, and I couldn’t – and can’t – be a priest whatsoever.
But I thought he would balance me: I was booksmart, he was not. He was a time-efficient machine, and I’m still a bit of a lazy, laidback person. Actually, the only thing we had in common was just the fact that we were devout.
Yet, even though I still picked him for Confirmation, I still didn’t feel like I belonged. Indeed, a female hanging out with the patron saint of *priests * as a guide was, to me, more analogous to having a girl at a seminary than at a nunnery (the gender thing didn’t quite fit

).
But I remember that I was always being reminded of how he still loved me and how I still belonged despite that gender gap. I mean to me, that was just amazing! And also, it turned out that he actually wanted to be my spiritual father: he gave me a miracle of scent from his icon that I’ll never forget to this day.
So, that’s why he’s my favorite patron in the whole universe.
As for my favorite quote, it’s down below the signature line by St. Toribio of Mogrovejo. Indeed, we need it as this day and age of secularism, don’t we?