My encounter with Saint Josemaria in the catacombs Tags: At the end of September, during the European Heritage Days, in the Catacombs of Saint Sebastian where I work as a guide for French, Italian and Spanish groups, I took round a group of Spanish people and found them to be very motivated. At the end of the visit a girl came and thanked me for the depth of my explanations, and complimented me on my Spanish. Then she offered me a picture of Saint Josemaria, which, not being interested, I declined. When I told her I was from Brittany she asked where I had gone to school, and then said I must have known one of her friends. I gave her my e-mail address before she left. Some time later a good friend of mine asked me to go with him to Our Lady of Peace, the church where the founder of Opus Dei is buried. We spent two hours praying there. I absolutely loved it! Some weeks afterwards I asked my friend if he wanted to go back there, and at the same time I tried to contact the girl from Brittany. I began to learn about Saint Josemaria and Opus Dei. My encounter with the Work has been really interesting, filled with little pointers from our Lord, who, as has often been said, does everything he can to seek us out. My story is proof of that. As I still have some gaps to fill in, I am asking questions, and I pray to Saint Josemaria every day to obtain graces for me. I will just give one or two simple instances. At a given moment, before setting off from Nantes to Paris, where I had to catch a flight to Rome, I thought I would check that I had my train ticket. It wasn’t in my bag. I was really worried because it was a ticket for a high-speed train I had bought via the internet some months previously, and it was not exchangeable or refundable. So I turned confidently to Saint Josemaria, and ten minutes later I found it, intact, in a rubbish bin at home, even thought my mother was afraid she had already emptied it. You can imagine how happy I was! Another time I got off a bus and took the metro, and two stops later realised I had forgotten a briefcase, which contained originals of my diplomas and certified copies of other documents. I did a U-turn on the metro, praying all the time to Saint Josemaria. I took the metro to the bus stop, to try and find the bus I’d been on… which I found right there where I’d got off it, with my briefcase and the file containing all my documents inside. It is through the little everyday things that our Lord shows himself to us, and my unexpected meeting with Opus Dei in the Catacombs of Saint Sebastian was the path he chose to bring me to Himself. http://www.josemariaescriva.info/article/my-encounter-with-saint-josemaria-in-the-catacombs