An Answered Prayer

From: Marjory Khan (motamar@virtualtourist.com)
Story type: Channelling
Location: Albany, NY
Source: Form Submission

Around 1940 the woman who would become my mother was a single schoolteacher, living with her parents and carpooling to school with three other single women teachers who were Catholic. One day, on her way to school, Barbara (my mother) complained to the other teachers that she had lost her sewing shears. "We will pray for you," they said, "to St. Anthony, patron saint of lost objects." Barbara didn't believe in praying to saints, but she thanked them for their kind thoughts.

That afternoon Barbara came home and went upstairs. As soon as she set foot into her bedroom she went into a kind of trance. Robotically, she went to her overstuffed chair, reached way down between the back and the seat cushion, and pulled out her sewing shears. Still in a trance, she walked to her closet, opened her dress bag, reached way down into the bottom, and retrieved a lost dress that had fallen off its hanger. Then she returned to normal consciousness and was dumbfounded at what had happened.