I must have lost dozens of them: lost, ruined or got them so dirty they made my wrist smell bad.
I hope this is not a metaphor.
Oh, and there are moments of grace. Once I was just walking down the street near DuPont Circle in Washington DC fingering the beads and saying my silent prayers, and a random guy came up and matched pace beside me and launched into a conversation.
- "You a nun?"
- "But you're a Christian, right?"
- "Would you pray for my brother? He's a dope addict."
"What's his name?"
- "Manfred. He's an intelligent guy. Talented. He's really just pissing his life away. [Insert a paragraph of surprisingly intimate details.] Would you pray for him?"
- "And pray for me too, willya? I'm --- I'm not such a good guy. What do you think about abortion?"
"I think it's murder."
- "Yeah, right, well my wife murdered our second kid. Actually, it would have been the second and the third one, she murdered two of them. What do you think happens to them?"
"I'm sorry, what do you mean?"
- "I mean, do they go to heaven, or do their souls just dissolve or something?"
"They are--- they are in the Mercy of God. That's all I know. Jesus said, 'Let the little ones come unto Me.'"
- "OK. Now what's the deal with Confession? I think I'd scare the priest right outta the box. A couple years ago I really messed up. I was in the Army..."
And on and on. He must have kept talking for 5 - 10 minutes, until my bus came: I boarded, and he turned and walked down the street. A needy soul: and who would he have talked to --- a bartender, maybe? --- if he hadn't seen my rosary?
The first part of your post is funny.
The the second part — wow! What a story! All because of a rosary.
Up until today, I considered myself the most destructive but ... you win!
Thank you for posting that personal experience. At one time, religious women would have been approached and asked for prayers. Since abandoning their habits, they are no longer recognizable. God bless your witness to the power of faith and prayer!!!
Great story! In this day and age people are hungry for help and for truth. We should never be afraid to the point that we hide what is rooted in truth.
There are two illogical extremes: hiding our practice of the faith or flaunting it to gain attention to ourselves.
I am sure that Pope Francis was NOT attempting to bring attention to himself in that way. He has been in the practice of praying several rosaries daily for a long time.
Great story! Thanks for sharing.
I made small rosaries based on the design of the Irish Penal Rosary, for the kids in the Confirmation Class I taught. I designed it with a lobster clasp on one end so they could loop it around the rear view mirror in their cars. At least it would be visible, and might make them say a prayer from time to time, if they didn't actually use it as a Rosary, at first. I'm also thinking of making a similar style, that kids could hang on the zipper of their backpacks. They could pray the Rosary on the way to and from school,while sitting in the car, or on a bus.
But I saw another design in which you might be interested. It was a rosary made to be a bracelet; it was the beads and Crucifix strung on memory wire that loops around the wrist, and doesn't come loose! It won't fall off your wrist, and doesn't really hang down at all. I haven't made one yet, but when I do, I'll let you know; you could give it a test drive for me to see if it's practical, if you like.