What Happens When You Pray To Saint Jude

Whenever I feel lost I pray to St. Jude. I am sure this invokes thoughts of women with doilies on their heads, dark whiskers growing from their chins, one complete eyebrow across their foreheads, beating their chests vision in a floral dress and comfortable shoes while looking up at the sky.

Uh no. I am the jeans and leather jacket, pray while in the bathroom version.

So tonight, while waiting for my answer from Saint Jude there is a knock upon my front door. I open it, expecting one of Brian’s friends. But no, before me stand two men in suits looking a bit like Fuller Brush salesmen. The little man in the front with glasses resembles Marvin the Martian, and he is holding a bible almost as big as him.

Yes friends, the Jehovah Witnesses are a standing at my front door – with bibles – resembling Marvin The Martian.

Luckily for me I am bar-b-quing in the back so I tell them I can’t talk or my dinner will burn.  They bless me and tell me they will pray for me.

St Jude if this is my sign I’m not getting it.

Until next time-

C

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