Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Prayer for a brother


Recently I took part in an auction containing many lost and found items at a local casino. Since I make and distribute rosaries, I’d hoped to find some old beads or maybe even a rosary or two in need of repair. In fact as I surveyed the items, there were several rosaries, many lost crucifixes, and a host of holy medals. All of which found on the gaming floor. But as I looked the rosaries over, one in particular caught my eye. I recognized it immediately as it was very similar to the one I received. It was the rosary of a first degree from the Knights of Columbus (pictured above).

I made bids on several items, but in particular the Knight’s rosary. What had brought it to the floor of a casino? Had it been brought in the hopes of bringing good luck? Carelessly dropped while fumbling for loose change? Or perhaps cast away in exasperation due to a bad hand at the Blackjack table? Perhaps it had been given as a gift from a Knight to a family member that had been the one so careless.

Remembering the movie Shogun, I thought of how the samurai, the knights, if you will, of medieval Japan, carried their katana swords with great honor. The katana was said to be the very soul of the samurai. If he were ever to lose his weapon, he was disgraced. As Knights of Columbus, our weapon of choice is our rosary. Though we do not think of it in the same terms as the samurai, many of us willingly carry it with us to use in time of need. Certainly to find one that had been lost in such a place was concerning.

So when I saw the discarded rosary, my heart felt ill… I won the bidding for the rosary. I thought long about that Knight whom I shall never know and pondered how the rosary was lost. When I got home, I carefully removed the centerpiece and crucifix from the rosary’s plastic beads and exchanged them into a new setting. Behind the crucifix I attached a St. Anthony relic medal, which seemed appropriate. I plan to have the new rosary blessed and will carry it with me in my jacket pocket. And when I pray upon that rosary, I will pray for the Knight that lost the original in hopes that he will be upheld in the light of Christ.

Additionally, I won a St. Jude medal from the St. Jude Shrine in Baltimore. I plan to mail it back to the Pallottines that run the shrine along with an explanation and donation to pray for the person that lost it. Perhaps St. Jude is the very saint that person requires.

Jesus, Master, Way, Truth, and Light, have mercy on us!