Miracles and wonders

Two Miracles of Saint Paisios the Athonite Recounted by Archim. Ephraim, Igumen of Vatopedi Monastery

I want to tell you that these saints who sanctified themselves in our times have great glory, they have great power of intercession before the Lord and they help us very much. Three months ago the following occurred: a driver left the area of Therma for Thessaloniki. At a given moment a monk stopped him and said:cuviosul-paisie

‘My lad, will you take me to Thessaloniki?’

‘Sure, come on in!’

The driver was alone in the car. The monk took the front seat next to him and said:

‘Kosta – without having met him before -, you have an incipient lung cancer. Go to the hospital to get treatment in due time!’

The next moment he vanished. The driver was shocked. He made a few phone calls and recounted what had just happened to him. Later his friends showed him some photos and asked him if he recognized the monk’s face. He recognized the photo of Father Paisios. When he went to the hospital he was examined by doctors and diagnosed with incipient lung cancer, even though he wasn’t feeling any pain.

You see? These people who pleased God appear after their deaths and strengthen the truth of the Gospel.

A lady from Cyprus went to venerate the tomb of Father Paisios. When she wanted to kneel down she slipped and put her hand down on the ground to steady herself. When she returned to the hotel she noticed she had some dirt on her elbow. She rejoiced because she considered this to be a blessing from Father Paisios’ tomb. She gathered the dirt and put it in a little box she had and then went to bed. When she woke up in the morning she saw that a lily had grown from the dirt in the box. Who planted the seed? Who watered it?

God offers us such things in these times of doubt and disbelief so that we can discover His Grace. That is why, I beg you, take the matter of the salvation of your soul seriously! Our life goes by fast, our life is a dream! We shall leave! We are mere guests here. It is like being in a camp. We stay there for fifteen days and then we leave. The same happens with this life here. We shall leave this world. Blessed and thricely blessed is the man who contemplates the unseen, who contemplates and yearns for the unseen through his righteous life!

Translated  by Claudia



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