When I was leading the worst sort of existence – diseased, promiscuous, and self-destructive – my father (who I hated) placed my life in the hands of St. Joseph (who I also loathed.) Since I was a kid – my dad kept a strong devotion to St. Joseph – like all men, I found Him to be distant and judgmental. But it was Joseph who rescued me.

Place your lost sons in the hands of St. Joseph – your loved one does not need to know a Saint – or know God – for them to be given a second chance. Your prayers will guide them back.

Joseph Sciambra, Catholic revert and author.

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