Last night after the Holy Spirit Mass for the opening of the academic year at the University of Dallas and after Aristotle's Organon class, I was walking to my car. Lightning was striking all around and I was on a hill. I got a little nervous and I remembered the story about how Martin Luther was caught in a storm and vowed to Saint Anne (the mother of Mary) that he would become a monk if he survived.
So I asked Saint Anne to pray for me to Jesus Christ (her grandson and Lord). I left off the part about becoming a monk.
...I'm still alive.