Today is my grandmother’s birthday. Saint Anthony’s feast day is June 13th. My mother’s mother always prayed to Saint Anthony when something was lost. It always seemed to work when we were looking for something.
Something of mine went missing this morning, frustrated I asked out loud to St. Anthony and an hour later, I found it. There are no such thing ans coincidences in the Universe. I felt compelled to research further. When I went to look him up it was interesting that his feast day is on her birthday. There are no coincidences. I was meant to see that, my grandmother was touching in with me. I can feel her as I write this.
Happy Birthday Nana….