This is a rosary I purchased at a Mennonite thrift store when visiting my mother this past year. When I bought it, I liked the pink beads (I like pastels, that's why), even though they were made of plastic. But when I fished it out of my purse recently, the beads had gone from light pink plastic to WHITE GLASS. (This was a rosary I had used a lot when praying feverishly to the Virgin Mary to fight the nasty demon within me.)
This is one of the weirdest, most beautiful things to happen to me in recent history with religious items. I don't know what else this could mean except God is saying hello in ways other than through channel now. I know it sucks that I don't have a before and after photo comparison, but I swear I am not making this up. I am certain those beads were plastic... now, tapping them against my teeth, they are clearly made of glass.