When I was younger, my Mom would take me to Church today (the Feast of Our Lady of Mt. Carmel) to have my scapular blessed. “It will protect you,” she’d tell me and I always left the church feeling safe. Walked out of there feeling like nothing and no one can harm me. Then I got a little older and concluded that it wasn’t the ‘string+something’ that gave me that feeling- it was my Mom’s fierce love that did.
Today, information, preparation and practice +a reliable cellphone makes me feel the same way, too.