It only took a strand of rosary beads

Tonight, I was thumbing through my desk drawer looking for something. In the drawer, I found a strand of rosary beads, bright blue and shining. Picking them up, I was flooded with a sense of calm. I made these beads with Sam when we were maybe middle schoolers (possibly younger.) I remember sitting in my den with Sam bending the little pieces of metal and slipping on the beads one afternoon.

And tonight, I found myself in prayer again. For a couple of years now, I have struggled with a battle with my faith. I have not known where I stood. After a very tough summer, I hadn't yet found the calm in prayer because I needed to come upon my faith myself. Tonight, I have. And all I can do is smile and know that He loves me and is watching over me and helping me through the obstacles of life. I have found my peace and faith again and it only took picking up those rosary beads and feeling the faith radiating from them. Thank you all that have helped guide my way.