“And he watched over me before I knew him, and before I learned sense or even distinguished between good and evil, and he protected me, and consoled me as a father would his son.”
Have you felt this sense that someone was is in the midst of your presence, yet no one was there? Or you felt that you were protected from an event or circumstance that was life threatening?
Today is the feast of St. Patrick. Many associate St. Patrick as an Irish leprechaun with a shamrock. He is known as a “lucky saint”. St. Patrick was a “lucky saint”. It wasn’t so much luck in a sense of some pot of gold at the end of a magical rainbow or finding a four-leaf clover, that is one in a million clovers. It was his openness to hearing God’s small voice in his heart.
St. Patrick was…
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