I found that the standard bead rosary with metal fasteners were too fragile for me to use. I was careless and although none were ‘blessed’ it was upsetting to discover yet again another one pulled into fragments in the washing machine. My good intentions of praying the rosary were often thwarted by my own carelessness.
I had been given some over the years that are too fragile to use, but were from my MILs hometown parish and my great grandmother’s heavy black beaded rosary. I don’t use those because I fear they will fall apart. My kids know the story behind them.
So I met a man at the abbey near me who was holding a simple wood bead and macrame rosary, he told me with a wink that it was hardier than most. So I ordered one, and loved the feel of it in my hands and started regularly praying the rosary somewhat later in life. (I now wonder if the man wasn’t an angel of sorts )
Some organization sent me a Padre Pio medal with a locket/vial of earth from San Giovanni Rotondo. I attached it to my simple wooden rosary. And this is for me like TisBearHerself touching her’s to Padre Pio’s relics a third class relic. I felt close to him.
So on my first trip to NYC I carried this wonderful tool with me. I saw a row of policemen, and the thought came to me to offer it to one of them. “No, I like this rosary, and it’s a little schmutzy and homely.” I also didn’t feel like it because I just thought it would be awkward. Like, “Excuse me officer, here is a rosary. Pass it onto someone who needs it if you don’t want it. And thank you for your service…”
I continued to carry it with me for another five months and fall asleep with it, until I was surprised with another trip to NYC for Thanksgiving last year! I carried it with me for nearly the whole trip, and found myself eating at a Muslim owned deli full of NYPD’s finest and I remembered and reached for my rosary which was in my pocket. Most of these cops were Muslim and I felt that would be really awkward. I sometimes just don’t have much of a clue. If the Holy Spirit might be prompting you, maybe you should take a chance. But in fairness I also didn’t know which officer to approach and I didn’t want to give anyone a hard time.
I went to bed that night ready to say my prayers and reached for my rosary. It was gone. I couldn’t find it anywhere in the hotel room, I was almost frantic and in addition to my dd looking with me I asked the hotel to send it to me if they found it. This rosary could be purchased on EBAY for about $2. But I wanted that little locket from Padre Pio’s monastery.
So, I have bought and given many rosaries away over the years and I do have beautiful fancy ones gathering dust, but I needed to learn that maybe I should give my favorite one away.
Of all the things you could collect I would say Rosaries are one of the best possible things.
God Bless you!