Just sharing a friend's story because it was nice.
I'm either crazy, or I received a sign from God this morning. I got up, took a shower, got dressed, brushed my teeth, went to put on my crucifix, and went to the bedside table where I know I put my scapulars last night, and they were gone - I couldn't find them anywhere. I had no clue where they had gone. I checked to make sure I hadn't put them on already, and they weren't there; so although I was slightly worried/scared, I had to go on with my day. I grabbed half of a broken brown scapular to put in my pocket and went off to Mass.
I prayed in front of the tabernacle, entrusting myself to God's protection, then sat down to pray some more, and felt a bump through my shirt, and realized I was wearing the scapulars.

I'm either crazy, or I received a sign from God this morning. I got up, took a shower, got dressed, brushed my teeth, went to put on my crucifix, and went to the bedside table where I know I put my scapulars last night, and they were gone - I couldn't find them anywhere. I had no clue where they had gone. I checked to make sure I hadn't put them on already, and they weren't there; so although I was slightly worried/scared, I had to go on with my day. I grabbed half of a broken brown scapular to put in my pocket and went off to Mass.
I prayed in front of the tabernacle, entrusting myself to God's protection, then sat down to pray some more, and felt a bump through my shirt, and realized I was wearing the scapulars.