Hearing St. Anthony
Paul heard, "Stop and get out of the vehicle."
I wasn’t going to explain the check, but I changed my mind.
The $100 check is what I promised St. Anthony if he would help me locate my wedding ring.
We flew in from New York City on a Saturday evening and after unpacking, visited our local pub for some dinner. As soon as we were seated at a booth, I noticed my ring was missing. My wife started backtracking the day, but I told her it was recent.
I have a habit of twirling my ring on my finger, so it was either in my car, or fell off while unpacking within the last hour. I’ve lost weight lately, so it’s a bit looser. At least in was in Macon I thought.
I told her what to order for me and went outside to search my vehicle. I work in law enforcement so I have a very bright flashlight. Nothing inside the vehicle, nothing visible under or around it. It was parked on an incline, so if the ring rolled away… it could be in a grate.
After a thorough search, my wife said we would just replace my ring. I have worn that ring for almost 25 years, every day and I wanted THE ring. I got online and found a prayer to St. Anthony. We prayed it in the restaurant and I promised I would send $100 to St. Anthony Shrine if we located the ring.
After eating, we jumped in the vehicle and I started backing out. Something told me to get out my bright flashlight and I did, shining it in the empty space. I could see what looked like a silver pop top or something, but my ring was gold. My wife said “see anything?” and I said no.
I put the vehicle back in reverse to leave when someone told me to STOP right there and get OUT of the vehicle. I just had to exit the vehicle.
My wife said what are you doing, there’s traffic back there. I put the transmission in Park anyway and jumped out, switched on my light and what looked like a pop top – was my RING. Unbelievable. It took me a minute to get the car back in the parking space as we realized what had just happened.