Years ago, we had a teacher's aide at school, a dear little lady with a lot of old-fashioned notions. One day, I had mislaid our only copy of a list of test scores and, after turning the office upside down, I still couldn't find it. I was getting frantic.
Mrs. Peacock came through the office to say hello, and seeing how stressed I was, she told me I needed the assistance of St. Anthony, finder of lost objects, and that I should call upon him, "Dear Saint Anthony, look around. Where can (the missing item) now be found?" Of course, I thought that was silly. As she left the office, she said, "I wish you would try it, dear. What have you got to lose?"
So, okay, I tried it. Less than 5 minutes later, I knew right where the missing paper was. I found it in a stack of immunization records next to my computer. Since then, I've asked St. Anthony for help many times. I don't know how or why, but it works for me. What have you got to lose?