Divine miracle. Incorruptible bodies - a divine miracle

In search of God, the author experienced incredible adventures in an anomalous zone located in the vicinity of the village of Molebka. Perm region. The meeting with the spiritual world was the main impetus for coming to the Heavenly Father. 20 years of spiritual experience have been embodied in a book filled with amazing cases of miraculous healing, amazing facts of God’s protection in critical situations, stories of people who have been on the verge of life and death, and the secrets of another existence.

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The given introductory fragment of the book God works miracles in our time (V. A. Erogov) provided by our book partner - the company liters.

Miracles of God's Protection

About God's protection and protection

Repeatedly God takes us through various extreme situations in our lives in order to check the state of our heart at some point in time. What will we do? Will we rely on our muscles, the quickness of our feet, the help of people, or will we completely trust in the Lord?

I noticed that often this choice is determined by the state of our heart at a particular moment in time. If we are immersed in our worries, problems, full of negative thoughts, then in fact we leave the sphere of God’s light, actually deprived of God’s protection and protection, and we have no choice but to rely on our own strengths.

Christ taught: “Be in me as I am in you.”

Abiding in Christ is walking in His light, in His love. This is an opportunity to always trust in God in any situation, trusting in His power of might and always being at the center of His protection and protection. Continuous prayer in the spirit is one of God's tools by which we are able to maintain ourselves in the sphere of His Holy presence, fully trusting in His protection and preservation of our lives. I have seen this personally many times.

One day I was returning home from evening service. He walked filled with God's presence, quietly singing psalms and hymns of praise.

Not far from the house, in a dimly lit place, two figures of young people suddenly appeared, fairly tipsy and looking for an excuse to show off on someone. I heard a three-meter mat behind me and managed to see a raised fist.

I remember how my lips said: “Be blessed,” which caused an even greater stream of abuse and the stamping of feet from behind. Turning around, I found myself face to face with a healthy guy with an animal-like expression on his face. The devil knows how to achieve this in people. I know that it was not in my human power to resist in the flesh, and such a thought did not even occur to me. I placed all my trust in the Lord, and He took it all upon Himself. I remember how I blessed them both again and, looking into the face of the guy opposite me, said loudly: “Guy, God loves you, He knows your problems and wants to help you.”

It was as if it were not me speaking, but God using my lips. Instantly, the guy’s animal-like face took on a kind of confused, pitiful look. Before my eyes, he began to humanize. He couldn't say a word.

I took a church invitation card out of my pocket and, handing it to him, said: “Come to this address, and God will bless your life.” He looked blankly, first at me, then at the piece of paper, then suddenly began to cry, began to shake my hands, kiss me, and at the end said: “Brother, know that not a single soul in this area will touch you, I’m telling you.” .… At this point we parted. I returned home in joy, praising God. It was a good lesson for me.

There were many other critical situations in my life when trust in God protected me from the attacks of the devil, manifesting itself in supernatural intervention.

The Lord is my light and my salvation: whom shall I fear? The Lord is the strength of my life: whom shall I fear? Psalm 27:1

At the center of God's protection and protection

“The eyes of the Lord are in every place; they see the evil and the good” (Prov. 15:3).

I remember once returning home late in the evening from yet another service and becoming an unwitting participant in the next adventure.

A young guy walked ahead of me with two girls. Suddenly, two drunken guys appeared, overtaking the three young men in front. One of them stood in front of them, and the other suddenly grabbed two girls and dragged them along the road, mocking and insulting them in every possible way. Out of surprise, their fellow traveler could not say anything, and when he tried to stand up for the girls, the most arrogant of those drunken guys took a pistol from his jacket pocket, shaped like a Makarov, and, pointing it in his face, began to threaten with violence. In the light of the evening lantern I saw how the face of that young man turned white. The situation became more and more tense.

I remember how I stood on the sidewalk not far from this scene and prayed to God. I asked God to take control of this situation. Then, unexpectedly for himself, he approached the most aggressive guy and asked him for Christ’s sake to leave the girls alone. He told him something about the love of God, exhorted him. He turned his attention away from the others and, in demonic rage, turned his gaze to me. I remember the words of his partner: “Don’t touch your father, he didn’t do anything bad to you.” But the guy, in anger, swung with all his might and hit me in the face with the butt of a pistol from an elbow distance. At that moment something invisibly stood between us, and I felt only a light touch of the handle of my pistol right cheek. Then he muttered something to himself, left the girls and the guy alone and walked away to the side with his partner, as if forgetting about everything.

I came home and told my wife about what happened. Soon, about ten minutes later, my son came from the street and began to tell me what he had seen. He told how he saw the following scene: several policemen tied up two guys and beat them mercilessly with batons. By all accounts, these were those two drunk guys. Yes, the Lord Himself found a way to educate immature people. Surprisingly, in this situation I did not feel any fear or worry for my life. There was complete confidence that His protection and protection was over me and the situation was completely under the control of God.

God's mercy

I will never cease to be amazed at God’s mercy and His goodness. An incident that happened to me in 1975 once again speaks of God’s love for us people.

…Young and carefree, I rode a scooter along a country highway. A clean, smooth highway, not a single car, the warm June sun gently warmed with its rays, dulling vigilance and attention. Nothing seemed to foretell trouble. Having traveled 65 kilometers from the city, I decided to return. Looked back. Somewhere in the distance, behind me, a car was looming. I made a U-turn from the right side of the road. As he completed his turn, he looked back. Lord, about thirty meters away I saw a car approaching me, time seemed to stand still.

As if in a dream, I see the silhouette of a car moving across me. The last thought was: “Is this really possible?” Hit. I was thrown up. Instinctively managed to regroup, then oblivion. I probably woke up in a minute. I was thrown onto the oncoming side of the road, the scooter was thrown into a ditch, about seven meters from the collision site. I remember, slightly unsteadily, I stood up and felt myself. Surprisingly, not a single scratch. Even the watch on my hand remained intact and continued to tick. A car The Zhiguli was 37 meters from the scene of the incident. This was the stopping distance according to the expert opinion. It was determined that the speed of the car at the moment of impact was about 90 km per hour. During the collision, my scooter was thrown all the way onto the roof of the car and thrown to the side of the road by the force of the impact for seven meters. At the moment of landing, I felt as if someone’s hands carefully took me and lowered me to the ground. Now I understand that these were the hands of the Guardian Angel.

I was still an unbeliever, but I remember how my lips involuntarily whispered: “Lord, thank you. Thank you for your mercy towards me, for your salvation. Forgive me my carelessness and my lack of faith in You.”

After this incident, something happened to me: I understood that it was no coincidence that I was alive, the hand of God was really on me and the mercy of God. Indeed, as people who have experienced this say, time is suspended. God has given us such an ability when the brain has the ability to react with lightning speed to critical situations. Now I clearly realize that God has a life plan for every person that needs to be implemented. And how we react to this, what we do with our lives, lies on our responsibility. Thank you to the Creator for His love and God’s mercy to everyone living on this earth.

Bless and save

Dear reader, in continuation of the topic “Protection and protection of God,” I offer a personal testimony of how God saves people who are on the verge of death through intercessory prayer for them. Again I return to the distant 90s of the last century.

I remember once a woman I knew from work asked me to talk to her sixteen-year-old daughter, who was at a difficult age and, as a result, was creating certain problems in the family.

Arriving at their home, I met her daughter and unobtrusively invited her to a Sunday church service. Twice, together with her friend, she came to Sunday meetings of believers and was delighted with everything she saw and heard. She promised that she would definitely come to church next Sunday.

A week later, as usual, I came to the daytime service and settled down in my usual place, waiting for this girl and her friend.

The meeting began, but they were not there. At the end of the service, around five o'clock in the evening, I went to the tram stop, but something forced me to walk, then something quickened my pace, almost turning me into a run. I remember the image of this girl clearly appeared in my mind. Like a flash! And then, a lump in my throat, tears blurring my eyes, and from somewhere, from the very depths of my nature, an intercessory prayer:

"God save us!"

Without understanding the road, shaken from within by an inexpressible feeling of compassion, he rushed for several blocks. And in the heart - the same thought and on the lips:

“Save and preserve... save and preserve... save and preserve...”. There was a real spiritual battle going on. After some time, having calmed down, he went home.

The next Sunday, approaching the church, I meet this girl and her friend.

- What's happened? – was the very first question to her. She took me aside and told me a terrible story that happened to her last weekend.

– You see, Uncle Slava, I wanted to come to the afternoon service, as I promised, but for some reason I decided to work some more in order to make more income.

According to her, she was engaged in the trade of wine and vodka products in one of the private outlets. She worked part-time so as not to be dependent on her mother.

Having finished everything, she returned home. It was getting dark quickly. In a deserted place, she was surrounded by a group of several men of non-Russian origin and dragged at knifepoint into the basement of a building. There she was raped by the whole group.

One of the men, so as not to leave traces of violence, was already intending to finish her off; she saw a knife in his hand, but something stopped them.

Having exchanged unfamiliar phrases among themselves, they silently left, leaving her alone in a dark, dirty basement.

Having listened with difficulty to her tragedy, almost crying, he asked:

- When did it happen?

“About half past five in the evening,” was her answer.

This is about an hour after my prayer.

- Lord, what this girl had to endure! Why did you allow this? - the question rang through my heart.

And the answer came:

“My child, this girl had a choice: to be in the meeting of saints under my protection and protection, or to prefer sinful and vain things. She chose the latter.

I didn’t let her endure beyond her strength. I left her a chance for repentance and reconciliation with Me. I have encouraged you to pray an intercessory prayer to bind the devil and prevent him from crossing the line. I value her very much...

This story is deeply embedded in my memory. We humans often do not understand what we are doing. But for everything there is a reward, as it is written:

“Do not be deceived: God cannot be mocked. Whatever a man sows, that he will also reap:

He who sows to his flesh will from the flesh reap corruption, but he who sows to the Spirit will from the Spirit reap eternal life" (Gal. 6:7,8)

Missing girl found

...Several years ago, an acquaintance, a sister in faith who lives not far from me, approached me with an unusual request. A teenage girl has gone missing from a neighbor next door. She left home without saying anything, and there was no news from her for almost two days.

A friend of mine, along with the tear-stained mother of that girl, came to my home asking me to pray about this situation, and suddenly God would clarify the situation through prayer. I didn’t know what to say to the unfortunate woman, so I immediately began to pray and cry out to God, to protect the teenager from the evil and bad people, put protection and security over her and bring her home to her mother.

I don’t remember how long the intercessory prayer lasted, but only at the end suddenly came words of glorification and thanksgiving to God for His great mercy and goodness, for His love and mercy for this girl. An extraordinary peace filled my heart.

“The girl is alive and well,” I remember the first thing I said to the women standing next to me and continued to glorify and glorify the Heavenly Father. After some time, words flowed out of me, as if it was not I who was speaking, but someone else:

- The girl is completely fine... expect her at home in five hours. I was clearly aware that the Holy Spirit himself at that moment was giving information through the word of knowledge. There was complete confidence in my heart in the authenticity of what I said.

“Go home and wait,” I said to the enlightened mother of that girl.

The women, inspired by hope, hastily gathered and returned home. I was left alone, continuing to think about what had happened.

Somewhere, late in the evening, the phone rang. On the phone I heard the joyful and excited voice of my friend’s sister:

– Vyacheslav, the girl has been found. She is at home and in perfect health. As you asked, her mother did not reproach the teenager and tried to lovingly find out the reason for her daughter leaving home. They had conflict situation among themselves, so the girl left home, thereby challenging her mother. Was with some girlfriend. Now, thank God, everything is settled. They made peace with each other...

These are the kinds of cases that happen in life, and praise be to God that He, the merciful One, does not abandon people, but provides timely help and attention to people.

Gypsy hypnosis

Many people have encountered such a phenomenon as “gypsy” hypnosis more than once in their lives, but not many know that this type influence on the will of a person belongs to the same category as fortune telling, magic, evoking the spirits of the dead, ventriloquism, magic, and other demonic things mentioned in the Holy Scriptures.

10 You shall not have anyone who makes his son or daughter pass through the fire, a soothsayer, a soothsayer, a sorcerer, a sorcerer,

11 charmer, conjurer of spirits, magician and interrogator of the dead;

12 For everyone who does these things is an abomination to the Lord, and because of these abominations the Lord your God drives them out from before you; (Deut. 18:10-12)

It is well known that gypsy fortune-telling cannot do without a suggestive influence on the will of the experimental person, the so-called “gypsy” hypnosis on the part of the fortune-teller, whose ultimate goal is to commit fraudulent actions in relation to the person put into a trance.

What is “gypsy” hypnosis? There are many types of hypnosis. Gypsy is just one of these varieties. It is also called “street hypnosis”, since it is used mainly in crowded places. A specific feature of “gypsy” hypnosis is the instant induction of trance of varying degrees in a person exposed to the influence, which he is not even aware of. At this moment, a person can calmly “give” all his jewelry to the fortuneteller, being unable to adequately perceive reality.

Is there an effective defense against “gypsy” hypnosis? Yes, sure. This is, firstly, to never agree to an offer to “tell fortunes,” knowing that in the eyes of God, fortune telling is a grave sin. Secondly, simply ignore all attempts of fortune tellers to come into contact with you. Thirdly, mentally say the Lord’s Prayer.

I will say right away that a true believer is not afraid of any mental influence, since the very body of such a person is a temple in which the Holy Spirit lives. And where the Holy Spirit is, there is freedom. There is no place for demonic spirits. “Gypsy” hypnosis poses a danger to people who are not firmly established in their faith and who, due to excessive curiosity, try to invade those areas spiritual world, which should not be interfered with. As a rule, these are young girls and children.

I remember once I was relaxing on a bench in a city park. Sitting opposite me were two young girls, about eighteen years old, apparently students, as they were reading their notes. Soon two middle-aged gypsy women approached them, with them there was also a child - a girl of about six. Somehow it happened so quickly that they found themselves between the girls, and each gypsy was doing her own thing with her victim.

I began to internally pray to God for this situation. Soon I notice how one of the girls, in a state of trance, first paid the gypsy 100 rubles, and after a while she “willingly” gave her a gold ring taken from the finger of her left hand. The situation unfolded like in a good detective story. I hear the voice of a gypsy: “Baby, you have such a beautiful sweater, give it to me, I’ll tell you the whole truth about your fiance...

I see that the girl obediently began to take off her expensive sweater. Here I could no longer stand it, got up from the bench and, looking into the eyes of the gypsy, said: “In the name of the Lord Jesus Christ, devil, I command you to leave this place and get away.” Every spirit of seduction, fortune-telling, spirit of demonic hypnosis, go away.

I saw fear in the gypsy woman’s eyes, something had happened to her. She hastily laid out everything she had extracted from the unlucky girl and placed it on her lap.

Then I touched the girl with my hand and said: “Get back to normal, take your things, money and never flirt with fortune telling again, because this is a sin in the eyes of God.”

The girl seemed to wake up from a dream, looked at me, at her things, at the silent gypsies and began to cry. I remember that at the end she warmly thanked me for my help. Her friend also came out of her trance state, and they left the place together. The gypsies also quickly retreated with the child.

Dear reader, perhaps you yourself have been in such a situation and this picture described above is familiar to you. Know that God loves the gypsies, He died on the cross for them too. But God hates sin and all lies and all deception. Remember that fortune telling, whether on your hands, on cards, on coffee grounds or on bones, is a grave sin, and a person who is passionate about it will reap the corresponding fruits in his life.

Guarded by an Angel

I remember late in the evening I was returning home after finishing my home group service. It was dark, deserted, frosty. I was wearing a new fur coat and holding a handbag. Behind me, about twenty meters from me, I heard someone’s hurried steps. Someone was catching up with me. Looking around, in the light of the lanterns I saw two dark, tall figures of young people. They clearly intended to catch up with me. My heart sank. I mentally raised my gaze to Jesus and cried out to him: “Help, Lord, save and preserve me...”

Looking back, I saw how these young people suddenly changed their intentions and left me behind. They soon disappeared from sight. I got home safely. I reported the signs of these suspicious people to the police by phone. The next day I was invited to the police station for identification. Arriving at the indicated address, I saw the detainees, the same guys who tried to catch up with me on the deserted street the previous evening. I recognized them immediately. According to a police officer, the two robbed an elderly woman last evening, taking her bag and some small change. I was asked to identify these guys. I confirmed that I saw them yesterday, catching up with me and suddenly changing their intentions. A police officer asked the detainees: “Why did you rob a poor elderly woman, but didn’t touch this one, okay?” dressed girl? To which came the response of one of the detainees: “Yes, try touching her, when two hefty big men appeared next to her!” There were clearly notes of amazement and fear in the guy’s voice. I clearly remember that there were no healthy guys next to me. But I realized that the Lord had done something unusual - he had assigned two Guardian Angels for my protection and protection. Moreover, he made them visible only to his pursuers. I haven't seen any Angels. Apparently, the Lord decided not to embarrass me... My sister’s story was for all of us an amazing testimony of the love and care of the Lord Jesus Christ for His children.

Music of childhood

How often it resonates in us with memories of those years when we easily and simply walked through life, without thinking about the future, and without tormenting ourselves with the past.

Music of childhood. This is the half-forgotten taste of boiled corn, this is the unique smell of black bread over a mug of fresh milk. This kite, soaring high in cloudless sky. Unforgettable life milestones. Everyone has their own.

Return to childhood

In a children's paper boat

Along the spring stream

On the forgotten day of yesterday

I want to go back.

Where are the orange horses?

Huddling close to the pink river,

Where it stands, no one will touch it,

A fragile house on the sand.

...Fifty-fifth year of the last century. era cold war with the West.

My place of residence is the city of Ordzhonikidze, the current name is Vladikavkaz. Time for frequent drills. The unforgettable howl of a siren in the evening over a quiet city. Tightly curtained windows of houses.

We, six-year-olds of the post-war period, remember the romance of those days when we secretly ran away from our parents in search of spent cartridges at a military training ground located far outside the city.

I remember walking barefoot for kilometers on the asphalt of the Georgian military road, hot from the May sun.

How happy we were, returning back with our pockets full of empty cartridges. Tired and hungry people flocked to their homes, anticipating another scolding from their parents for a long absence.

Music of childhood. This is me, running through a corn field with juicy corn clutched in my hand, fleeing from the pursuit of a collective farm watchman.

I still remember this silent, gloomy rider on a black horse in a black hat, galloping across me. Oh, how my heart beat at that terrible moment! I still remember this apocalyptic horseman with the flying tails of his dark robe, galloping across a vast field.

Music of childhood. Unforgettable swimming in the Terek, a stormy North Caucasian river. We, the boys of that time, did not have cell phones or computer games, but we had something - the music of childhood.

I thank God for my wonderful grandmother, who has been on the other side of existence for a long time. She was the first to instill in me the fear of God and the belief that life does not end with the death of a person.

I remember telling me about the petrified girl after she danced blasphemously with an icon in her hands, emphasizing her complete disregard for everything holy.

I, a fool of that time, remember that after her story I decided to experiment: secretly, when none of the elders were at home, I took my grandmother’s icon from the wall and, with my heart beating with fear, began to circle around the room with it, checking whether something would happen or not. The Lord was probably looking at me, little baby, from above and chuckling: “What can I do with a baby!” He was such an experimenter, and even now he hasn’t changed. Well, of course, I don’t dance with icons, I conduct experiments in a different direction. Now I understand how God loves us, so imperfect!

Recently a feature film was made based on real facts of those years. The movie is called "Miracle".

This is just about that petrified girl whose name was Zoya. It is very strongly staged, emphasizing the signs of that distant time...

How children believe in miracles

How much do children believe in miracles, how does children's prayer of faith work, and does each of them have a Guardian Angel? I will try to illuminate these issues with personal testimony from my childhood.

I remember the distant autumn of 1955. Place of residence - the city of Ordzhonikidze (Vladikavkaz). A six-year-old boy who did not know the affection of his father, I was surrounded by care from my loving mother and grandmother. At that time we lived on the edge of the city in a rented old private house, heated with wood. I remember my mother took me to kindergarten in the morning, and in the evening after work she took me home. The kindergarten was not close to home, about three kilometers away.

One day, without waiting for my mother in the evening, I voluntarily and secretly left the kindergarten, deciding to get home on my own. Evening twilight in North Ossetia comes unexpectedly quickly.

And so, I see myself, a youngster, walking along the narrow streets of a quiet city. On the way home, I grabbed some kind of log for firewood, about the size of my height. In southern cities there is a shortage of wood, and the stove needs something to heat it. Where did such consciousness come from? Apparently from my grandmother.

I’m dragging this heavy log, but I’m not strong enough. For some time I navigated by dimly lit street names. Then suddenly I realized that I was lost. Suddenly the city was plunged into darkness. Bright stars appeared in the sky. I’m walking, dragging this log, and in the child’s heart there is anxiety and fear. The street names are somehow foreign, unfamiliar to me. I start sobbing louder and louder. The first tears, like beads, began to roll out of my little eyes. It so happened that my grandmother sowed the first seeds of faith in me. She always told me that there is a God, and that He, who loves people, always helps them in difficult situations, never ignores their requests, and protects them from evil.

And so, I’m dragging this damned log, and from my heart flows like a stream, a child’s prayer of faith: “My pretty God, help me, I’m lost, lead me by the hand home to my mother and grandmother, I’m hungry...” And the tears more and more are flowing from my eyes, and the log has already been thrown, it turned out to be too heavy for me. I don’t know how much time has passed since I began my wanderings. I only remember that the prayer of faith flowed from my lips, pure and spontaneous. Only children believe so sincerely that a miracle will definitely happen, and whatever they ask from God will certainly come true. It is not for nothing that Jesus Christ commanded His disciples to be like children in matters of faith.

And then a miracle happened! Suddenly, the silhouette of a man of Caucasian nationality appeared near me.

- Boy, why are you crying and where are you going? - followed the question.

“I’m lost, I’m walking home from kindergarten, my mother didn’t come for me, so I don’t know where to go,” I answer.

- And where do you live? - asks the man.

- On the street of the Caravanserai, house such and such...

I remember he took me by the hand and led me to the tram. It turns out that I walked in the opposite direction from home and ended up on the very outskirts of the city, near some kind of garment factory. We boarded the tram, and I, sitting peacefully on the lap of my savior, quietly snored, calmed and happy.

The finale was wonderful. Somewhere around one in the morning, my “Guardian Angel”, having handed over to the frightened parent her priceless loss intact and safe and, having received a stream of gratitude, quietly disappeared, as he had appeared, in the silence of the night city.

And to this day, many decades later, I rack my brains - who was it - an Angel or a man? But more and more often I am inclined to the first option.

Divine

Science and facts testify: “There is no god but Allah, Muhammad is the messenger of Allah.”

Edition 3, expanded

Approved by the Expert Council of the Spiritual Administration of Muslims of Dagestan,

what the Conclusion No. 06-0018 was issued about

Publishing house “IHLAS” Makhachkala 2006

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Divine miracles. Science and facts testify: “There is no god but Allah, Muhammad is the messenger of Allah.” / Compiled by G. Ichalov. - Makhachkala: Islamic printing house “Ikhlas”, 2006. - 144 p.

The brochure contains materials from foreign and domestic press, which provide scientific data confirming the truth of the Muslim religion, statements by prominent non-Muslim thinkers about Islam, the Koran and the Prophet Muhammad (may Allah bless him and grant him peace), scientific information about the physical benefits (not to mention the spiritual benefits) of Muslim rituals, miraculous facts indicating that Allah reminds people of Himself, information about scientific signs in the Koran and much more.

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Islamic printing house “IHLAS”, 2006

PREFACE

Humanity is entering the third millennium, having achieved colossal successes in the development of science, technology and technology. The rhythm of life accelerates every year, and people are forced to concentrate all their strength and capabilities in order not to give up on life, to keep up with the times. Vanity, the pursuit of values ​​and ideals of mortal life, rushing at breakneck speed towards its inevitable end, captivate our contemporaries, not allowing them to come to their senses and reflect.

Dear brother, dear sister, let's try to stop, calm down, take a break from all this and think about who we are, where we came from in this world, why we live, where we are going, what awaits us ahead after mortal life?

If you look carefully and impartially at yourself and at the world around us, it is impossible not to see that the world is arranged intelligently, harmoniously, it is impossible not to see its perfection. But for many of us this is not enough to see the Supreme Creator behind all this and follow His commands. Therefore, the Almighty often shows people outright miracles, reminding them of Himself and of themselves, who they are and why they live in this world.

This brochure contains irrefutable facts, scientific data, historical evidence and other convincing evidence that the entire universe was created by the Almighty Creator and is completely dependent on Him.

There may be those who do not want to accept this. Well, that's their problem. We can’t help them any more, because it’s not their eyes that are blind, but their hearts. Eyes see, hearts are blind, and this is the most terrible disease for humans.

May Allah help us to see truth as truth and lies as lies!

Allah reminds of Himself

Occasionally, Allah Almighty shows His servants outright miracles for which there are no rational explanations. In this way, He seems to remind us of Himself.

Foreign and Russian media reported, in particular, about an apple grown in India, on the cut of which the inscription “Allah” is clearly visible, about fish from Lake Baikal, on which

it was written “La ilaha illa Allah” (“There is no god but Allah”), about a lamb in Kyrgyzstan, on one side of which “Allah” was written, and on the other, “Muhammad”, about the aquarium fish of Makhachkala resident Bigaeva Khasibat (may he have mercy above it is Allah) - on both sides of this fish it was written “La ilaha illa Allah”, about a cat on the side of which it was written “Allah”, and her kitten with the inscription “Muhammad” (Chirkata village, Dagestan). There are many known cases of chickens laying eggs with the inscription “Allah”.

Of course, all these inscriptions were on Arabic– the language of the Koran and the Prophet Muhammad, may Allah bless him and send him peace (see color insert).

In this chapter we provide more detailed descriptions of other manifestations of miracles that were witnessed by a large number of people and the reliability of which has been proven. These descriptions were published in different time in Russian and foreign countries.

Photo from National Geographic magazine

A MIRACLE SEEN FROM SPACE

The American spacecraft Apollo 16 photographed the Earth's surface from the shadow side using infrared rays. An amazing picture appeared before the researchers: on the top of the images some incomprehensible zigzags were visible, the origin of which the scientists could not explain.

Afterwards, it became clear that the name of the Creator was written there - “Allah” - in Arabic.

TREE PERFORMING NAMAZ

Students of the Association of Muslim Charitable Projects of Australia, while relaxing at a summer camp in Morsnor on December 30, 1993 (17 Rajab 1414 AH), found a tree growing in the pose of a Muslim bowing (ruku‘) during prayer. The most interesting thing is that the bow of the “praying tree” is strictly directed towards

side of Mecca.

“As-Salam” newspaper

Dagestan

AN OCEAN FULL OF WONDERS

About two hundred years ago, such an incident occurred at a fish market in Zanzibar. A visiting merchant from Baghdad was walking among various marine curiosities that the local fishermen were selling, and suddenly he was drawn as if by a magnet to the fish that a black youth was shaking out of a huge basket. The fish seemed ready to take off, they fluttered and glowed in the sun with multi-colored races - purple, lilac, emerald, blue, turquoise... The merchant caught one - emerald, no more than five inches, and suddenly saw on her tail are silvery letters that form the sacred words: “There is no god but Allah...” - and he was speechless with horror and delight. He took this fish on his ship to his home in a vessel with sea ​​water from the Indian Ocean, where it was caught. And the entire Muslim world learned about a wonderful message from the ocean - about a fish with the Divine Seal.

Entire expeditions were sent out for this miracle, and fish turned from an ordinary decoration of palace aquariums and swimming pools into a precious commodity. Then this butterfly fish was described by zoologist Georges Cuvier, classifying it as a member of the bristletooth family - inhabitants of the underwater kingdom of coral reefs and islands of the Indian Ocean. Those who have seen them say that butterfly fish are magically beautiful, they glow in the water. As for the Divine words on the tail of the fish - yes, those who are familiar with Arabic writing can see them in a combination of silver lines and dots.

Journal “Science and Religion”

Let us also quote the words of the American scientist J.R. Normand about fish caught in Zanzibar. “In one of the aquariums of Zanzibar, a fish was found that was decorated with a fancy script that resembled Arabic script. On the tail

Those fish were written with the following words: “La ilaha illa Allah” (There is no god but Allah) and “Shanu Allah” (Glory to Allah in His Greatness). This event caused a lot of noise, and the price of this type of fish, sold for a few cents, immediately increased to five thousand rupees. But here we are not talking about the price, but about the fact that such phenomena are not isolated, and all living things that bear this stamp are a reminder of the Lord of the entire universe, Allah. A

To understand this, it is enough to open your eyes wider and look at the world more carefully.”

From the book “The Shining Path”

The inscription on the side of the fish: “Allah”

George Wehbe was engaged in his favorite fishing in Dakar (Si - Negal). One day he had a very good catch. When he brought what he caught home, his wife, while sorting out the fish, noticed that one of them looked very strange and was not at all like the others. This fish was about 50 cm long and had a

written in Arabic.

Then George took the fish to Sheikh al-Zein, who, having carefully examined the strange fish, noted that the inscription was very clear, and this mark-inscription was clearly not made by a human hand.

On the body of the fish it was written: “Muhammad”, “Servant of Allah”, “O Messenger of Him”.

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Here it is, that same miracle - the painting placed on the heart of every person was found in a bee hive! The painting, which surprised the calligraphers with its clarity, was equally amazing and beautiful in its outline. Exhibited in May 1984, this Divine painting was seen by thousands of spectators.

BEES REMIND

In Turkey...

August 1982. In the Karakuy village of Kaysary vilaet (Turkey), an event occurred that can rightfully be called a miracle. This is the same miracle that is in our hearts, in our souls, and this time it was inscribed on a honeycomb.

In the honeycombs, the honey was placed convexly by the bees and in such a way that the word “Allah” was read!

The beekeeper, who was unaware of the miracle, noticed, however, the unusual behavior of the bees. The bees were not swarming around as much as always, and it seemed that they did not want to let people get close to them.

When I approached the hives, says the beekeeper,

nickname, - they behaved strangely, as if they were flirting with me. I had to fumigate them many times before they finally left their honeycombs.

Yes, it was not without reason that the bees behaved differently. As it is said in Surah “Bees”, they, confirming the truth of the Almighty, obeying His will, moved along the path indicated by Him in order to draw the Divine painting.

The Karakuilians were fascinated by this miracle. However, there were also those who asked the beekeeper: “Did you write what is written on the honeycomb?”

The answer to their question is contained in the Koran (meaning): “Your Lord breathed (gave the instinct) to the bees: “Make your home in the mountains, in the trees, in what they (people) build; take food from all kinds of fruits, fly along the convenient paths of your Lord!” From their stomach comes a liquid of various colors, it contains healing properties for people; in this is a sign for a people who reflect.” (Sura 16, verses 71, 72).

Isn’t it proof of a miracle that in the Koran - the word of the Lord - there is a sura called “Bees”? But the bee itself is a miracle, and in order to understand this, do we really need the painting of Allah on its wing, or in its honeycomb, or on honey?

From the book “The Shining Path”

And in Dagestan

In the summer of 2001, Ali, the son of Mutalibasul Muhammad, from the village of Teletl, Shamil region (Dagestan), while collecting honeycombs with honey, saw an unusual picture. The word “Allah” in Arabic was written prominently and clearly on the honeycombs. He was even more surprised when he saw that on the back of the same honeycomb was written “Muhammad,” also in Arabic. Ali took the unusual honeycombs to the famous Tariqat sheikh Said Afandi from Chirkey.

“As-Salam”, “Nurul Islam” and other newspapers of Dagestan wrote about this, and within a few months thousands of people were able to see this miracle.

Best stories about Miracles

There is an ancient cross in France with words about the Lord Jesus Christ engraved on it.

If there were no Miracles of God, then there would be no Orthodox Faith!

All over the world, at all times, MIRACLES have always happened, and are still happening today - amazing and inexplicable phenomena and events from the point of view of science. There are a lot of them, thanks to these miracles, many people on earth gained faith in Almighty God and became believers. History stores a large number of reliable facts of all kinds of amazing incidents and events - those that really happened on earth, and therefore people believe in God or not, but these miracles, as they happened before, they still happen in our time and help people find true faith in God.

Therefore, no matter how non-believing people say and claim that God does not exist and cannot exist, that all people who believe in God are ignorant and insane, let us still give space to existing real facts, that is, to such events that occurred on actually. And we will listen carefully to those people who themselves were participants and witnesses of these events...

The Lord wants to save every person, and for this good purpose, He performs many Miracles and Signs through the saints He has chosen. So that through these Miracles people learn about God, or at least remember Him and really think about their lives - are they living correctly? Why do they live in this world - what is the meaning of life?..

DEATH IS NOT THE END

A few testimonies from the professor

Andrey Vladimirovich Gnezdilov, a St. Petersburg psychiatrist, Doctor of Medical Sciences, professor of the Department of Psychiatry at the St. Petersburg Medical Academy of Postgraduate Education, scientific director of the gerontological department, honorary doctor of the University of Essex (Great Britain), chairman of the Association of Oncopsychologists of Russia, tells:

« Death is not the end or destruction of our personality. This is just a change in the state of our consciousness after the end of earthly existence. I worked in an oncology clinic for 10 years, and now I have been working in a hospice for over 20 years.

Over the years of communicating with seriously ill and dying people, I have many times had the opportunity to verify that human consciousness does not disappear after death. That our body is just a shell that the soul leaves at the moment of transition to another world. All this is proven by numerous stories of people who were in a state of such “spiritual” consciousness during clinical death. When people tell me about some of their secret experiences that deeply shook them, the extensive experience of a practicing physician allows me to confidently distinguish hallucinations from real events. Not only I, but also no one else can explain such phenomena from the point of view of science - science by no means covers all knowledge about the world. But there are facts that prove that besides our world there is Another World - a world that operates according to laws unknown to us and is beyond our understanding. In this world, into which we will all end up after death, time and space have completely different manifestations. I want to tell you a few cases from my practice that can dispel all doubts regarding its existence.”

I'll tell you one interesting and unusual story that happened to one of my patients. I would like to note that this story made a great impression on academician, head of the Institute of the Human Brain of the Russian Academy of Sciences Natalia Petrovna Bekhtereva when I retold it to her.

Once they asked me to look at a young woman named Julia. During a difficult operation, Yulia experienced clinical death, and I had to determine whether there were any consequences of this condition, whether memory and reflexes were normal, whether consciousness had been fully restored, etc. She was lying in the recovery room, and as soon as we started talking to her, she immediately began to apologize:

- Sorry that I cause so much trouble for the doctors.

- What kind of trouble?

- Well, those... during the operation... when I was in a state of clinical death.

“But you can’t know anything about this.” When you were in a state of clinical death, you could not see or hear anything. Absolutely no information - neither from the side of life nor from the side of death - could come to you, because your brain was turned off and your heart stopped...

- Yes, doctor, that’s all true. But what happened to me was so real... and I remember everything... I would tell you about it if you promise not to send me to a psychiatric hospital.

“You think and speak completely rationally.” Please tell us about what you experienced.

And this is what Julia told me then:

At first - after the administration of anesthesia - she did not realize anything, but then she felt some kind of push, and she was suddenly thrown out of her own body somehow.
then a rotational movement. With surprise, she saw herself lying on the operating table, saw the surgeons bending over the table, and heard someone shout: “Her heart stopped! Start it immediately!” And then Julia was terribly scared, because she realized that this was HER body and HER heart! For Yulia, cardiac arrest was tantamount to the fact that she had died, and as soon as she heard these terrible words, she was instantly overcome by anxiety for her loved ones left at home: her mother and little daughter. After all, she didn’t even warn them that she would be operated on! “How is it that I’m going to die now and not even say goodbye to them?!”

Her consciousness literally rushed towards her house and suddenly, strangely enough, she instantly found herself in her apartment! She sees her daughter Masha playing with a doll, her grandmother sitting next to her granddaughter and knitting something. There is a knock on the door and a neighbor enters the room and says: “This is for Mashenka. Your Yulenka has always been a role model for your daughter, so I sewed a polka dot dress for the girl so that she would look like her mother.” Masha rejoices, throws the doll and runs to her neighbor, but on the way she accidentally touches the tablecloth: an old cup falls from the table and breaks, a teaspoon lying next to it flies after it and ends up under the tangled carpet. Noise, ringing, turmoil, grandmother, clasping her hands, shouts: “Masha, how awkward you are! Masha gets upset - she feels sorry for the old and such a beautiful cup, and the neighbor hastily consoles them with the words that the dishes are beating for happiness... And then, completely forgetting about what happened earlier, the excited Yulia approaches her daughter, puts her hand on her head and says: “Mashenka, this is not the most terrible grief in the world". The girl turns around in surprise, but as if not seeing her, she immediately turns back. Yulia doesn’t understand anything: this has never happened before, so that her daughter turns away from her when she wants to console her! The daughter was raised without a father and was very attached to her mother - she had never behaved like this before! This behavior of hers upset and puzzled Yulia; in complete confusion she began to think: “What's going on? Why did my daughter turn away from me?

And suddenly I remembered that when she turned to her daughter, she did not hear her voice! That when she reached out and stroked her daughter, she also did not feel any touch! Her thoughts begin to get confused: "Who am I? Can't they see me? Am I already dead? In confusion, she rushes to the mirror and does not see her reflection in it... This last circumstance crippled her, it seemed to her that she would simply go crazy from all this... But suddenly, among the chaos of all these thoughts and feelings, she remembers everything that happened to her before: “I had an operation!” She remembers how she saw her body from the side - lying on the operating table - she remembers the terrible words of the doctor about the stopped heart... These memories frighten Yulia even more, and immediately flashes through her confused mind: “At any cost, I must be in the operating room now, because if I don’t make it in time, the doctors will consider me dead!” She rushes out of the house, she thinks about what kind of transport she would like to take to get there as quickly as possible in order to be in time... and at the same moment she again finds herself in the operating room, and the surgeon’s voice reaches her: “The heart started working! We continue the operation, but quickly, so that it doesn’t stop again!” What follows is a lapse of memory, and then she wakes up in the recovery room.

And I went to Yulia’s house, conveyed her request and asked her mother: “Tell me, at this time - from ten to twelve o’clock - did a neighbor named Lydia Stepanovna come to you?” - “Are you familiar with her? Yes, I came." - “Did you bring a polka dot dress?” - “Yes, I did”... Everything came together down to the smallest details except for one thing: they didn’t find the spoon. Then I remembered the details of Yulia’s story and said: “And look under the carpet.” And indeed, the spoon was lying under the carpet...

So what is death?

We record the state of death, when the heart stops and the brain stops working, and at the same time, the death of consciousness - in the concept in which we have always imagined it - as such, simply does not exist. The soul is freed from its shell and clearly aware of the entire surrounding reality. There is already a lot of evidence for this, this is confirmed by numerous stories of patients who were in a state of clinical death and experienced a post-mortem experience at these moments. Communication with patients teaches us a lot, and also makes us wonder and think - after all, it is simply impossible to write off such extraordinary events as accidents and coincidences. These events dispel all doubts about the immortality of our souls.

HOLY JOASAPH OF BELGOROD

Then I studied at the St. Petersburg Theological Academy. I had a lot of knowledge, but no real faith. I went to the celebrations on the occasion of the discovery of the relics of St. Joasaph with reluctance and thought about the huge crowd of people thirsting for a miracle. What kind of miracles can there be in our time?

I arrived and something stirred inside: I saw such a thing that it was impossible to remain calm. The sick and crippled came from all over Russia - there was so much suffering and pain that it was hard to watch. And one more thing: the general expectation of something wonderful was involuntarily transmitted to me, despite my skeptical attitude towards what was to come.

Finally, the Emperor and his family arrived and a celebration was scheduled. At the celebrations I was already standing with deep emotion: I didn’t believe it and yet I was waiting for something. It is difficult for us now to imagine this sight: thousands and thousands of sick, crooked, demon-possessed, blind, crippled people lay and stood on both sides of the path along which the relics of the saint were to be carried. One crooked one especially attracted my attention: it was impossible to look at him without shuddering. All parts of the body have grown together - some kind of ball of meat and bones on the ground. I waited: what could happen to this man? What can help him?!

And so they carried out the coffin with the relics of Saint Joasaph. I have never seen anything like this and I am unlikely to see it again in my life - almost all the sick, standing and lying along the road, WERE HEALED: the blind began to see, the deaf began to HEAR, the dumb began to SPEAK, scream and jump for joy, the cripples - the sore limbs straightened.

With trepidation, horror and reverence I looked at everything that was happening - and did not let that crooked man out of sight. When the coffin with the relics caught up with him, he spread his arms - there was a terrible crunching of bones, as if something was tearing and breaking inside him, and he began to straighten up with effort - and STANDED to his feet! What a shock it was for me! I ran up to him in tears, then grabbed some journalist by the hand and asked him to write it down...

I returned to St. Petersburg a different person – a deeply religious person!

Miracle of healing from deafness from the Iveron Icon in Moscow

The newspaper “Modern Izvestia” published a letter from one person who was healed in Moscow in 1880 (newspaper No. 213 of this year). One music teacher, a German, a Protestant, but who did not believe in anything, lost his hearing, and at the same time his work and means of livelihood. Having lived everything he had acquired, he decided to commit suicide - to go and drown himself. It was July 23 of the said year. “Passing past the Iveron Gate,” he writes, “I saw a crowd of people gathered around the carriage in which the icon of the Mother of God was brought to the chapel. I suddenly had an uncontrollable desire to go up to the icon and pray with the people and venerate the icon, although we are Protestants and do not recognize the icon.

And so, having lived to the age of 37, I sincerely crossed myself for the first time and fell on my knees before the icon - and what happened? An undoubted, amazing Miracle happened: I, having heard almost nothing until that moment for a year and 3 months, who was considered by doctors to be completely and hopelessly DEAF, venerated the icon, at the same moment - I again RECEIVED the ability of HEARING, I received it to such an extent completely , that not only sharp sounds, but also quiet speaking and whispering BEGAN TO BE HEARD quite clearly.

And all this happened suddenly, instantly, painlessly... Immediately, before the image of the Mother of God, I swore an oath to sincerely confess to everyone what had happened to me.” This man later converted to Orthodoxy.

MIRACLE FROM THE HOLY FIRE

This incident was told by a nun living in the Russian Gornensky monastery near Jerusalem. She was transferred there from the Pukhtitsa Monastery. With trepidation and delight she set foot on the Holy Land...

This is the first Easter in the Holy Land. Almost within a day, she took a place closer to the entrance to the Holy Sepulchre, so that she could see everything clearly.

It was noon on Holy Saturday. All lights in the Church of the Holy Sepulcher are extinguished. Tens of thousands of people are looking forward to the Miracle. Reflections of light appeared from Edicule. The happy Patriarch took two bunches of lighted candles from the Edicule to convey the fire to the jubilant people.

Many look under the dome of the temple - there blue Lightning CROSSES it...

But our nun doesn’t see lightning. And the candlelight was ordinary, although she watched greedily, trying not to miss anything. Holy Saturday has passed. What feelings did the nun experience? There was disappointment, but then the realization of my unworthiness to see the Miracle came...

A year has passed. Holy Saturday has arrived again. Now the nun took the most humble place in the Temple. The cuvuklia is almost invisible. She lowered her eyes and decided not to raise them: “I am not worthy to see the Miracle.” Hours of waiting passed. Again a cry of jubilation shook the Temple. The nun did not raise her head.

Suddenly it was as if someone forced her to look. Her gaze fell on the corner of the Edicule, in which a special hole was made through which burning candles are transferred from the Edicule to the outside. So, a light, flickering cloud SEPARATED from this hole - and immediately a bunch of 33 candles in her hand LIGHTED up by itself.

Tears of joy began to boil in her eyes! What gratitude to God there was!

And this time she also saw blue lightning under the dome.

MIRACLE HELP OF JOHN OF KRONSTADT

A resident of the Moscow region, Vladimir Vasilyevich Kotov, suffered severe pain in his right hand. By the spring of 1992, the hand had almost stopped moving. Doctors made a presumptive diagnosis of severe arthritis of the right shoulder, but were unable to provide significant help. One day a book about the holy and righteous John of Kronstadt fell into the hands of a sick man; while reading it, he marveled at the miracles and wondrous healings of the sick from their illnesses that were described in this book, and he decided to go to St. Petersburg. On August 12, 1992, Vladimir Kotov confessed, took communion and served a prayer service to the holy righteous Father John of Kronstadt and anointed his hand and entire shoulder with blessed oil from the lamp from the saint’s tomb.

At the end of the service, he left the monastery and headed to the tram stop. Vladimir Vasilyevich hung his bag on his right shoulder and carefully placed his helpless hand on it, as he usually did lately. While walking, the bag began to fall off and he automatically straightened it. right hand without feeling any pain. Stopping dead in his tracks, still not believing himself, he again began to move his sore arm. The hand turned out to be completely healthy.

The mother of one person had a heart problem, had a stroke and was paralyzed. She couldn’t even move, he was very worried about his mother, and as a believer, he prayed a lot for her, asking God to help his mother. And the Lord heard his prayers, he accidentally met one, already old, nun, the spiritual daughter of the holy righteous father John of Kronstadt, he told her about his misfortune and she consoled him. She gave him a mitten that the saint of God, Father John, had once worn, and said that this mitten has great power and helps sick people, you just need to put it on the sick person’s hand. I served a water-blessing prayer service to Father John of Kronstadt, dipped my mitten in holy water and, when I came home, sprinkled my mother with this water.

Then he put the mitten on his mother’s hand, and... immediately the fingers on the sore hand began to move. When the doctor came to the patient, she couldn’t believe her eyes - the former paralyzed woman was sitting calmly on a chair and was healthy. Having learned the story of the patient’s healing, the doctor asked for this mitten. But the point here is not the mitten... But the mercy of God.

NICHOLAY THE PLEASE HEALED A PARALYZED WOMAN

In Moscow, in the lower Cathedral of Christ the Savior, there is an amazing miraculous icon Nicholas the Pleasant, donated to Russia by the state of Italy. This icon is unusual, it is made of mosaic, small multi-colored stones. Approaching the icon, I doubted the power and miraculousness of this icon, because I saw that the icon was not at all like ordinary hand painted icons and thought to myself: “Like, how can the Italians have something good, especially holy and miraculous, they are not Orthodox, and the icon itself is somehow incomprehensible and does not look like an icon”? A year later, the Lord dispelled all my doubts and showed that God, all His saints, all their icons and relics possess Divine miraculous power, which heals all the infirmities of people and helps the suffering in everything, all who turn with faith to the holy saints of God.

Here's how it happened. About a year after this incident, one of my relatives told the following incident. She had an adult son, who lived with his wife in a family hostel, where they had their own room. His mother often visited him, and that day she came to visit him as usual, but her son was not at home. She decided to wait on watch for her son to return, and got into a conversation with the woman watchman, and she told her next story. Her mother has three children, two sons and a daughter, that is, herself. They had a misfortune, first the father dies, and then the youngest son dies after him and the mother could not stand such a great loss, she was paralyzed, and besides this, she fell into an unconscious state. They didn’t take her to the hospital because they considered her hopelessly ill and said she wouldn’t live long. The daughter took her mother in and looked after her for more than two years. Of course, everyone in her house was very tired from such a heavy load, but the daughter continued to care for her paralyzed and insane mother.

And then they just brought this icon of St. Nicholas the Wonderworker from Italy, and she decided to go. When she approached the icon, she thought about many things to ask “Nikolushka,” but when she approached the icon, she forgot about everything and only asked Saint Nicholas to help her mother, venerated the icon and went home.

Approaching the house, she suddenly saw her sick, paralyzed mother walking towards her, on her own feet, approaching her and, well, being indignant: “What is it, daughter, you made such a mess in the room, there is so much dirt, it stinks, some rags are hanging everywhere.” It turns out the mother came to her senses, got out of bed, seeing that the room was a mess, got dressed and went to meet her daughter to scold her. And the daughter shed tears of joy for her mother and a huge feeling of gratitude to “Nikolushka” and to God for miraculous healing to his mother. For a long time, the mother could not believe that she had been unconscious and paralyzed for two years.

SAVED FRATE SERAPHIM

This happened in the winter of 1959. My one-year-old son is seriously ill. The diagnosis is bilateral pneumonia. Since his condition was very serious, he was admitted to the intensive care unit. I was not allowed to see him. There was clinical death twice, but the doctors saved me. I was in despair, ran from the hospital to the Elokhovsky Epiphany Cathedral, prayed, cried, shouted: "God! Save your son! And once again I come to the hospital, and the doctor says: “There is no hope of salvation, the child will die tonight.” I went to church, prayed, cried. I came home, cried, then fell asleep. I see a dream. I enter the apartment, the door of one of the rooms is slightly open, and a blue light comes from there. I enter this room and freeze. Two walls of the room are hung from floor to ceiling with icons, a lamp is burning next to each icon, and an old man is kneeling in front of the icons with his hands raised up and praying. I stand and don’t know what to do.

Then he turns to me, and I recognize him as Seraphim of Sarov. “What are you, a Servant of God?” — he asks me. I rush to him: “Father Seraphim! My child is dying!” He told me: "Let's pray." He kneels down and prays. I stand behind and also pray. Then he stands up and says: "Bring him here." I bring him the child. He looks at him for a long time, then with a brush, which is used for anointing with oil, he anoints his forehead, chest, shoulders in a cross shape and says to me: "Don't cry, he will live."

Then I woke up and looked at the clock. It was five o'clock in the morning. I quickly got dressed and went to the hospital. I'm coming in. The charge nurse picked up the phone and said: "She came". I stand, neither alive nor dead. The doctor comes in, looks at me and says: “They say miracles don’t happen, but today a miracle happened. Around five in the morning the child stopped breathing. No matter what they did, nothing helped. Just about to leave, I looked at the boy - and he took a deep breath. I couldn't believe my eyes. I listened to the lungs - almost clear, only slight wheezing. Now he will live." My son came to life at the moment when Father Seraphim anointed him with his brush. Glory to You, Lord, and the great Saint Seraphim!

IT CAN NOT BE

I work at Moscow airport. Once at work I read in the book of Hieromonk Tryphon “ Late miracles"about how Saint Seraphim of Sarov appeared to people. I thought to myself: “This simply cannot happen. These are all just common inventions.”

After a while I go to the plane and see Father Seraphim quietly walking towards me. I couldn’t believe my eyes, although I recognized him immediately, exactly the same as in the icon. We caught up. He stopped, smiled kindly at me and said, without opening his mouth: “You see, it turns out that this can happen!” And he moved on. I was so amazed that I didn’t answer anything, didn’t ask him anything, I just watched him until he disappeared from sight. Valentina, Moscow.

HOW TO QUIT SMOKING

I live in Italy, in Rome, I go to the Orthodox Church. I saw your book in the library of this church “ Late miracles", dear Father Tryphon. Low bow to you for your work. I read it with great pleasure. Here, abroad, there is little spiritual literature, and each such book is of great value. I am writing to you about what happened to me. Maybe someone will benefit from knowing about this.

Once, in one book, I read a short story of a man who smoked a lot, as they say, one cigarette after another. One day, while traveling on an airplane, he was reading the Bible. There were no other books. Having reached his destination, he was surprised to discover that during the entire four hours of the flight he had never lit a cigarette and did not even want to smoke! This story stuck in my heart because I myself had been smoking for a long time, but I consoled myself by smoking no more than three to five cigarettes a day. Sometimes I didn’t smoke for several days to prove to myself that I could quit at any time. What self-delusion for all smokers! As a result, I eventually started smoking a pack a day. I was scared to think what would happen to me next. After all, I also suffer from bronchial asthma, and smoking for me, especially in such quantities, was simply suicide.

So, after reading this story, I decided to try to quit smoking by reading the Bible. Moreover, I was absolutely sure that the Lord would help me. I read it avidly all my free time. And at work I had one desire - to quickly work for the book. 1,306 large format pages of small print were read in three months.

During these three months, I STOP smoking. At first I forgot that I hadn’t smoked in the morning. Then one day the smell of smoke seemed disgusting, which was very surprising. Then I noticed that I was literally forcing myself to smoke out of habit: I still didn’t understand what was going on. And finally I thought: “If I don’t want to smoke, then I won’t buy it for tomorrow.” new pack" A day later I came to my senses - I didn’t smoke! And only then I realized that a real miracle had happened! God bless!

WHEN CHILDREN ARE SICK, YOU SHOULD TRUST IN GOD’S HELP

I got married early. I had faith in God, but work, household chores, and everyday bustle pushed faith into the background. I lived without turning to God in prayer, without fasting. It’s easier to say: I have grown cold towards faith. It never even occurred to me that the Lord would hear my prayer if I turned to Him.

We lived in Sterlitamak. In January, the youngest child, a five-year-old boy, fell ill. A doctor was invited. He examined the child and said that he had acute diphtheria and prescribed treatment. They waited for relief, but it did not come. The child became weak. He no longer recognized anyone. I couldn't take medicine. A terrible wheezing escaped from his chest, which was heard throughout the apartment. Two doctors arrived. They looked sadly at the patient and talked worriedly among themselves. It was clear that the child would not survive the night. I didn’t think about anything, I mechanically did everything necessary for the patient. The husband did not leave the bed, afraid to miss his last breath. Everything in the house was silent, only a terrible whistling wheeze could be heard.

They rang the bell for Vespers. Almost unconsciously, I got dressed and said to my husband:

“I’ll go and ask you to serve a prayer service for his recovery.” -Can't you see that he is dying?

- Don't go: it will end without you.

“No,” I say, “I’ll go: the church is close.”

I enter the church. Father Stefan comes towards me.

“Father,” I tell him, “my son is dying of diphtheria.” If you are not afraid, serve a prayer service with us.

“We are obliged to give words of encouragement to the dying everywhere.” I'll come to you now.

I returned home. The wheezing continued to be heard throughout all the rooms. The face turned completely blue, the eyes rolled up. I touched my legs: they were completely cold. My heart sank painfully. I don’t remember if I cried. I cried so much during these terrible days that it seems that I cried out all my tears. She lit the lamp and prepared the necessary things.

Father Stefan arrived and began serving a prayer service. I carefully picked up the child, along with the feather bed and pillow, and carried him into the hall. It was too hard for me to hold it standing, so I sank into a chair.

The prayer service continued. Father Stefan opened the Gospel. I hardly got up from the chair. And a miracle happened. My boy raised his head and listened to God’s word. Father Stefan finished reading. I kissed myself; The boy also kissed. He put his little arm around my neck and finished the prayer service. I was afraid to breathe. Father Stefan raised the Holy Cross, blessed the child with it, gave him to venerate and said: “Get well!”

I put the boy to bed and went to see the priest off. When Father Stefan left, I hurried to the bedroom, surprised that I did not hear the usual wheezing, tearing my soul. The boy was sleeping quietly. The breathing was even and calm. With tenderness, I knelt down, thanking the Merciful God, and then I myself fell asleep on the floor: my strength left me.

The next morning, as soon as they struck for matins, my boy stood up and said in a clear, sonorous voice:

- Mom, why am I still lying there? I'm tired of lying!

Is it possible to describe how joyfully my heart beat. Now the milk was warmed up, and the boy drank it with pleasure. At 9 o'clock our doctor quietly entered the hall, looked into the front corner and, not seeing a table with a cold corpse there, called out to me. I responded in a cheerful voice:

- I'm going now. - Is it really better? - the doctor asked in surprise.

“Yes,” I answered, greeting him. - The Lord showed us a miracle.

- Yes, only by a miracle could your child be healed.

A few days later, Father Stefan served a thanksgiving prayer service with us. My boy, completely healthy, prayed earnestly. At the end of the prayer service, Father Stefan said: “You need to describe this incident.”

I sincerely wish that at least one mother who reads these lines will not fall into despair in the hour of sorrow, but will KEEP faith in the great Mercy and love of God, in the goodness of the unknown paths along which God’s Providence leads us.

ABOUT THE IMPORTANCE OF PROSKOMIDIA

One very great scientist, a physician, became seriously ill. The invited doctors, his friends, found the patient in such a condition that there was very little hope for recovery.

The professor lived only with his sister, an old woman. He was not only a complete non-believer, but he had little interest in religious issues; he did not go to church, although he lived not far from the temple.

After such a medical verdict, his sister was very sad, not knowing how to help her brother. And then I remembered that there was a church nearby where I could go and submit a proskomedia for my seriously ill brother.

Early in the morning, without saying a word to her brother, the sister gathered for early mass, told the priest about her grief and asked him to take out the particle and pray for her brother’s health.

And at the same time, her brother had a vision: as if the wall of his room seemed to disappear and the inside of the temple, the altar, was revealed. He saw his sister talking about something with the priest. The priest approached the altar, took out a particle, and this particle fell onto the paten with a ringing sound. And at the same moment the patient felt that some kind of Power ENTERED his body. He immediately got out of bed, something he had not been able to do for a long time.

At this time the sister returned, her surprise knew no bounds.

- Where have you been? - exclaimed the former patient. “I saw everything, I saw how you spoke to the priest in church, how he took out a particle for me.”

And then both thanked the Lord with tears for the miraculous healing.

The professor lived for a long time after this, never forgetting the mercy of God that was towards him, a sinner. I went to church, confessed, took communion, and began to observe all the fasts.

They say that God's miracles cannot be hidden. So I decided to tell you how the Mother of God saved me from destruction. This happened many years ago.

FAITH IN GOD SAVED ME

I used to live in a village, and when there was no work, I moved to the city and they bought me half of the house. After some time, new neighbors moved into the second half of the house. Then we were told that our houses would be demolished. The neighbors began to offend me. They wanted to get a bigger apartment and told me: “ Leave here for the village" At night they broke my windows. And I began to pray every morning and evening, “ Alive in Help“I’ve learned it, I’ll cross all the walls and only then I’ll go to bed. On weekends I prayed in church.

One day my neighbors offended me very much. I cried, prayed, and during the day I lay down to rest and fell asleep. Suddenly I wake up and look - there is no grill on the window. I thought that the neighbors had broken the bars - they were intimidating me all the time, and I was very afraid of them. And then in the window I see a Woman - so beautiful, and in Her hands is a bouquet of red roses, and there is dew on the roses. She looked at me so kindly, and my soul felt calm. I realized that it was Holy Mother of God that She will save me. From then on, I began to trust in the Mother of God and was no longer afraid of anything.

One day I come home from work. The neighbors had been drinking for about a week then. I just had time to go home, I wanted to lie down, but something told me: I need to go out into the hallway. I realized later that it was the Guardian Angel who told me. I went out into the hallway, and there was already a fire there. She ran out and only managed to cross her house. And I really asked St. Nicholas the Wonderworker to save my house so that I wouldn’t be left on the street. The firefighters quickly arrived and flooded everything, my house survived. And the neighbors died in the fire. Faith in God saved me.

HOW I SAVED MY SON’S LIFE BY HOLY BAPTISM

When my son was three months old, he fell ill with bilateral staphylococcal bronchopneumonia. We were urgently hospitalized. He was getting worse and worse. A few days later, the head of the department transferred us to a solitary ward and said that my little one did not have long to live. My grief knew no bounds. I called my mom: “A child dies unbaptized, what should I do?” Mom immediately went to the temple to see the priest. He gave mother Epiphany water and said what prayer should be read during Baptism. He said that in in case of emergency When a person is dying, a layman can also perform Baptism. Mom brought me Epiphany water and texts of prayers.

Father said that if there is a danger of a child’s death and there is no way to invite a priest to him, then let his mother, father, relatives, friends, and neighbors be baptized. While reading the prayers “Our Father,” “Heavenly King,” “Rejoice to the Virgin Mary,” pour a little holy water or Epiphany water into a vessel with water, cross the child and dip three times with the words: “The servant of God is baptized(here you need to say the child’s name) in the name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit. Amen". If the child survives, the baptism will then be completed by a priest.

The room had glass doors, and nurses were constantly scurrying along the corridor. Suddenly at three o'clock their meeting began. Our nurse assigned me to monitor my son's condition while she attended the meeting. And I calmly, without interference, baptized my son. Immediately after Baptism, the child came to his senses.

After the meeting, a doctor came in and was terribly surprised: “ What happened to him? I answered: “God helped!” A few days later we left the hospital, and soon I brought my son to church, and the priest completed Holy Baptism.

EVERYONE WILL RECEIVE ACCORDING TO THEIR DEEDS

One man bought a house in the village. In this village there was a chapel that burned down, and this man decided to build a new one. He bought timber and boards, but, to his surprise, none of the residents of this village wanted to help him. It was spring, vegetable gardens, sowing, planting - everyone had their hands full. I had to build it myself, after planting my own garden. There was so much work on construction that we had to forget about weeding and watering the plantings. By autumn the chapel was almost ready. Guests arrived - colleagues with children. The guests had to be fed, and then the builder only remembered about his garden. I sent summer residents there - what if something grew? The garden greeted them with a wall of overgrown weeds. "Impenetrable taiga"- the guests joked.

But, to everyone’s surprise, along with the weeds, the plantings also GROWED, and of enormous size. The fruits of the plants turned out to be just as huge. Residents came from all over the village to see this miracle.

So the Lord rewarded this man for his good deed. And in the village, all the villagers had a bad harvest that year, even though they watered and weeded their gardens...

Everyone will receive according to their business!

WE NEVER TELL THE TRUTH

One woman I know, no longer young, became addicted to talking with “Voices.” The “voices” conveyed to her various information about all her relatives, and at the same time about other planets. Some of what they reported was false or did not come true. But my friend did not consider this convincing enough and continued to believe them. As time went. She began to feel unwell. Apparently, doubts crept into her soul. One day she asked them directly: “Why do you often tell lies?” " We never tell the truth» , - answered “Voices” and began to laugh at her. My friend felt terrified. She immediately went to church, confessed and never did it again.

WHAT CAN I TELL YOU WHEN YOU CALL ON GOD?

Nun Ksenia told the following about her nephew. Her nephew is a young man of 25 years old, an athlete, a bear hunter, a karateka, who recently graduated from one of the Moscow institutes - in general, a modern young man. At one time he became interested in Eastern religions, then began to communicate with “voices from space.” No matter how Mother Ksenia and her sister, the young man’s mother, dissuaded him from these activities, he stood his ground. For some reason he was not baptized as a child and did not want to be baptized. Finally - this was in 1990 - 1991 - “Voices” made an appointment with him at one of ring stations metro. At 18.00 he was supposed to board the third carriage of the train. Of course, his family tried to dissuade him, but he went. Exactly at 18.00 he got into the third carriage and immediately saw the man he needed. He understood this by some extraordinary power emanating from him, although outwardly the man looked ordinary.

The young man sat down opposite the stranger, and suddenly he was overcome with horror. Then he said that even on a hunt, alone with a bear, he had never experienced such fear. The stranger looked at him silently. The train was already making its third circle around the ring when the young man remembered that in danger he must say: “Lord, have mercy,” and began to repeat this prayer to himself. Finally he got up, approached the stranger and asked him: “Why did you call me?” “What can I tell you when you call on God?”- he answered. At this time the train stopped, and the guy jumped out of the car. The next day he was baptized.

REPENTANCE OF AN ATHIOR

“I had a close friend who got married. In the first year, her son Vladimir was born. From birth, the boy struck me with an unusually meek character. In the second year, her son Boris was born, who also surprised everyone, on the contrary, with his extremely restless character. Vladimir passed all classes as the first student. After graduating from university, he entered the theological academy and was ordained a priest in 1917. Vladimir embarked on the path to which he aspired and was chosen by God from birth. From the very beginning he began to enjoy the respect and love of the parish. In 1924, he and his parents were exiled to Tver without the right to leave the city. They had to be constantly under the supervision of the GPU. In 1930, Vladimir was arrested and executed.

Another brother, Boris, joined the Komsomol, and then, to the sadness of his parents, became a member of the Union of Atheists. During his lifetime, Father Vladimir tried to bring him back to God, but he could not. In 1928, Boris became chairman of the Union of Atheists and married a Komsomol girl. In 1935, I came to Moscow for several days, where I accidentally met Boris. He joyfully rushed to me with the words: “The Lord, through the prayers of my brother, father Vladimir in heaven, brought me back to Himself.” This is what he told me: “When we got married, my bride’s mother blessed her with the image of the “Savior Not Made by Hands” and said: “Just give me your word that you will not abandon His image; Even if you don’t need him now, just don’t leave him.” He, who was really unnecessary to us, was demolished in the barn. A year later we had a boy. We were both happy. But the child was born sick, with tuberculosis of the spinal cord. We spared no expense on doctors. They said that the boy could only live until he was six years old. The child is already five years old. My health is getting worse. We have heard a rumor that a famous professor of childhood diseases is in exile. The child is feeling very bad, and I decided to go and invite the professor to come to us.

When I ran to the station, the train left before my eyes. What was to be done? Stay and wait, and my wife is there alone and suddenly the child dies without me? I thought and turned back. I arrive and find the following: the mother, sobbing, is kneeling by the crib, hugging the boy’s already cold legs...

The local paramedic said it was last minutes. I sat down at the table opposite the window and surrendered to despair. And suddenly I see, as if in reality, that the doors of our barn open and my dear late brother Father Vladimir comes out. He holds in his hands our image of the Savior. I was stunned: I saw him walking, his long hair fluttering, I heard him open the door, I heard his steps. I was as cold as marble. He enters the room, approaches me, silently, as it were, hands the Image into my hands and, like a vision, disappears.

Seeing all this, I rushed into the barn, found the image of the Savior and put it on the child. In the morning the child was completely HEALTHY. The doctors who treated him just shrugged. There are NO traces of tuberculosis. And then I realized that there is God, I understood my brother’s prayers.

I announced my withdrawal from the Union of Atheists and did not hide the miracle that happened to me. Everywhere and everywhere I proclaimed the miracle that happened to me and called for faith in God. They baptized their son, giving him the name George.” I said goodbye to Boris and never saw him again. When I came to Moscow again in 1937, I learned that after my son’s baptism, he, his wife and child, left for the Caucasus. Boris spoke openly everywhere about his error and salvation. A year later, being completely healthy, he died unexpectedly. Doctors did not determine the cause of death: the Bolsheviks removed him so that he would not talk too much and stir up the people...”

Saint Alexander of Svirsky suggested

It often happens to us that we make mistakes, and we know that we are doing wrong, but we continue to make them, without even realizing their significance. And then they come to help from above. Either you recognize something in a book, or someone tells you, or you meet the right person, but God’s providence is in everything.

I used to think that the form of clothing for an Orthodox woman does not matter of great importance: today I went in trousers or in a miniskirt - it doesn’t matter, the main thing is to come to church as it should be, and in the world - as I want. And somehow I had a dream, I entered the church, there was an icon to my left, I approached it, and Alexander Svirsky came out of the icon to meet me. He tells me: “Put on your body simple women’s clothing and wear it as it should be, and pray to Saint Zosima.”

Subsequently, the priest explained to me the importance of the words spoken to me by Reverend Alexander. Pants on a woman, a short skirt and other tight clothes cause temptation. And so, imagine, you entered the subway in similar clothes, and how many men looked at you and even sinned in their thoughts - for so many people you will be the cause of their sin. After all, it is said: “Do not tempt!”

Healing from blindness

When the water is blessed, a wonderful prayer is said, in which HEALING POWER is asked for those who use this water. Consecrated objects contain spiritual properties that are not inherent in ordinary matter. The manifestation of these properties is like miracles and testifies to the connection of the human spirit with God. Therefore, any information about the facts of the manifestation of these properties is very useful to people, especially during times of temptation and doubt in faith, that is, in the spiritual connection of a person with God. This is especially important nowadays, when there is a widespread misconception that such a connection does not exist and that it has been proven by science. However, science operates with facts, and denying facts simply because they do not fit into a given scheme is not a scientific method.

To the numerous manifestations of special healing properties consecrated water, we can add one more completely reliable case that took place at the end of the winter of 1960/61.

The elderly retired teacher A.I. was sick with her eyes. She was treated at an eye clinic, but, despite the efforts of doctors, she became completely blind. She was a believer. When trouble happened, she prayed for several days and applied cotton wool moistened with Epiphany water to her eyes. To the surprise of the doctors, one truly beautiful morning, she began to see well again.

It is known that in patients with glaucoma such dramatic improvements are impossible with conventional treatment, and relief from A.I. from blindness - this is one of the manifestations of the miraculous healing properties of Holy water.

Unfortunately, not all miracles are recorded, even fewer end up in print, and we simply don’t know about many of them. The miracle that I spoke about will obviously be known only to a narrow circle of people, but we, who by the grace of God are honored to be among them, will give thanks and glory to God.

THE POWER OF FAITH IN GOD

One woman told a story about her father Romashchenko Ivan Safonovich, born in 1907, about how at the end of 1943, on the false denunciation of a traitor who collaborated with the Nazis, he ended up in a camp for 10 years. And how many difficult trials he had to endure there. In addition, he was seriously ill with tuberculosis, which is why he was not taken to the front in 1941.

Even while there, in incredibly difficult conditions, her father continued to be real Orthodox Christian. He prayed, tried to live according to the Commandments, and even...keep fasts! Although it was hard, exhausting work, and the only food he had was gruel, he was still in fast days I LIMITED myself in food. My father kept a calendar, knew and remembered the days of the great church holidays, and calculated the day of the main bright holiday of Easter. He told his cellmates a lot of interesting things about the saints, sacred history, knew by heart many prayers, psalms and passages of Holy Scripture. My father especially honored the main Orthodox holidays, and first of all, Easter.

One day he refused to go to work on this bright holiday, for which, by order of the camp leadership, as disobedient, he was immediately taken to the so-called “Knee Bag”. This structure really resembled a narrow bag, but made of stone. A person could only stand in it. Those who were guilty were left there for a DAY without outerwear or hats. In addition, it was burning bright lamp, and cold water was constantly dripping onto the crown of my head. And if we take into account that in the North during this period of the year the temperature is minus 30-35 degrees below zero, then the outcome for the father was known in advance - death. Moreover, from numerous experiences, everyone knew that a person in this “Stone Bag” could survive no more than a day, during which he gradually FROZEN and died.

And so my father was locked up in this terrible, deadly building. Moreover, having learned that Easter had arrived, the camp authorities and guards began to celebrate it. The prisoner locked in the “Knee Bag” was remembered only at the end of the third day.

When the sentry sentry came to pick up his body to bury him, he was dumbfounded. The father stood - Alive and looked at him, although he was completely COVERED in ice. The sentry got scared and ran away to report to his superiors. Everyone came running there to see the Miracle.

When they took him from the “Sack” and placed him in the infirmary, they began to ask how he was able to SURVIVE, because everyone before him DIED within 24 hours, he answered that he did not sleep for all three days, but constantly PRAYED to God. At first it was terribly COLD, but by the end of the first day it became warmer, then even warmer, and on the third day it was already HOT. He said that the heat came from somewhere FROM INSIDE, although there was ice outside. This event had such an effect on everyone that the father was left alone. The head of the camp canceled work on Easter, and even allowed my father not to work on other days. church holidays for his great Faith.

But then the camp authorities changed. The former head of the camp was replaced by a new one, just an animal, not a man. Cruel, heartless, not recognizing God. Holy Easter has come again. And although there was no work planned that day, at the last moment he ordered everyone to be sent to work. Father again refused to go to work on this bright holiday. But his cellmates persuaded him to go to the work site, otherwise, they say, this beast without a soul and heart will simply torture you.

My father came to the work site, but refused to work in the forest clearing. Reported to the boss. He ordered to immediately set dogs on him, specially trained to catch up and tear apart a person. The guards released the dogs. And so, more than a dozen large dogs rushed at the father with an angry bark. Death was inevitable. All prisoners and guards froze, waiting for the end of the terrible bloody tragedy.

The father, having bowed and crossed himself to the four cardinal directions, began to pray. It was only later that he said that he read mainly the 90th Psalm (“Alive in Help”). So, the dogs RUSHED in his direction, but before they reached him 2-3 meters, they suddenly seemed to COUNT on some kind of Invisible BARRIER. They jumped furiously around their father and barked, at first angrily, then quieter and quieter, and finally began to roll around in the snow, and then all the dogs fell asleep together. Everyone was simply dumbfounded by this obvious Miracle of God!

So once again this man’s enormous Faith in God was SHOWED to everyone, and God’s POWER was also demonstrated! AND “How close the Lord our God is to us, whenever we call on Him.”(Deut. 4, 7). He did not allow the death of His faithful servant, who loved Him.

My father returned home to his family in Mikhailovsk in December 1952, where he lived for almost 10 more years.

Time after time we read both in the Gospel and in Old Testament about miracles and, truly, we can see them throughout the centuries in life: miracles of healing, miracles of renewal of human life by the power of God. And sometimes people - all of us - ask ourselves the question: what is a miracle? Does it mean that at the moment it is being violated by its own creation, violating its laws, breaking something that He Himself brought to life? No: if so, then this would be a magical effect, it would mean that God broke the disobedient, subdued by force that which is weak in comparison with Him, Who is strong.

A miracle is something completely different; a miracle is the moment when the harmony disrupted by human sin is restored. This may be a flash for a moment, it may be the beginning of a whole new life: a life of harmony between God and man, harmony of the created world with its Creator. In a miracle, what should always have been is restored; a miracle does not mean something unheard of, unnatural, contrary to the nature of things, but on the contrary, such a moment when God enters His creation and is accepted by it. And when He is accepted, He can act freely and sovereignly in His creation.

Miracles and signs have long been revered as signs of the Divine presence in the world and God’s gracious love for us. In religious and secular literature, art, and history, stories about this are preserved from ancient times to the present day. IN modern life There is also a place for a miracle, especially if it is well prepared by human hope, love and the desire to discern God’s Providence through the veil of worries and worries of the vain world.

The modern world, in the words of the Apostle “lying in evil,” has an ambivalent attitude towards this concept. For some, a miracle is something unreal, distant, something that cannot be reached. For others, it is commonplace, everyday reality. For others, a miracle is a lie, deception, profanation. But there is a category of people for whom a miracle is a gift of God, a fruit of faith, a powerful finger pointing to the right path in life. These people are Orthodox Christians. And in fact, how many miracles the Lord shows to us who believe in Him. Oddly enough, the miracles that one hears about can simultaneously evoke completely contradictory feelings that do not mix, but in an incomprehensible way complement each other.

The great miracle of the descent of the Holy Fire onto the Holy Sepulcher in Holy Saturday on the eve of Orthodox Easter... It simultaneously brings one into sacred awe and evokes great joy in the Risen Christ. The Shroud of Turin is a silent witness to the Passion and Resurrection of the Savior, on the one hand, it talks about the great mystery of death and, at the same time, confirms us in faith in Life. Myrrh-streamers can simultaneously be a sign of God about some misfortune and, at the same time, exude currents of healing.

Many miracles cannot be explained scientifically, but this inexplicability strengthens the faith of many people. After all, a believer does not need any scientific proof of the fact that God exists. And since He exists, it means that our faith is not in vain, but, on the contrary, bears abundant fruit.

How to distinguish true miracles from false ones?

True miracles are always evidence of God's love for man. Christ never performed miracles for Himself, but only for others. Thus, He refused to turn stones into bread when He was hungry in the desert, but He multiplied a small amount of bread to feed thousands of hungry people. He could have pleaded with the Father and called upon legions of angels to protect Him from His enemies, but instead He healed the servant sent to detain Him (Matt. 26 :53; OK. 22 :50).
The disciples of Christ, and in general all holy people, begged God for miracles to help their neighbors, but very rarely worked miracles for themselves personally.
IN false Pride always works in miracles. People try to master the forces of material nature in order to intimidate, subjugate, or destroy their own kind. At the same time, any natural phenomenon seen by people for the first time can be presented as a “miracle”. The telephone, telegraph, radio, airplane, etc. seem to be “miracles” to savages only because these phenomena are incomprehensible to them.
But these miracles, of course, have nothing in common with the Gospel miracles of Christ and His followers; The miracles of Christ are the essence of manifestations of God’s omnipotence for saving people from sin and death. And besides, we must keep in mind that the Gospel miracles are not only the “naked facts” of Christ’s mercy, but they are also teaching Christ about the Kingdom of God. Each miracle has its own special meaning and its own symbolism, which are either directly revealed by the Gospel text or implied.

Gospel miracles

The preaching of Jesus Christ about the Kingdom of God was accompanied by continuous miracles and signs. The Lord healed many sick people, cast out demons, commanded the forces of nature, and raised the dead.
The miracles performed by Jesus Christ were so extraordinary that they caused either bewilderment and fear, or delight of eyewitnesses. These were mysterious, supernatural phenomena, inexplicable by anything except the action of the forces of Almighty God.
Nicodemus, one of the leaders of the Jews, having come to Christ, said: “You are a teacher come from God, for no one can do such miracles as you do unless God is with him” (John 3, 1-2) .

But Christ not only had this power Himself, but also granted it to His closest disciples - the twelve and seventy Apostles.
Sending them out to preach - “He gave them power over unclean spirits, to cast them out and to heal every disease and every disease... and commanded them saying: “Heal the sick, cleanse the lepers, raise the dead, cast out demons. Freely you have received, freely give.”(Matt. 10 :1-8).
The disciples, preaching the Kingdom of God, used the authority given to them by Jesus Christ, “they drove out many and many sick people, anointed them with oil and healed them”(Mrk. 6 :13).
Returning from the sermon, they joyfully said: “Lord, even the demons obey us in Your name...”(OK. 10 :17). However, due to the weakness inherent in all human nature, the power of miracle-working for the Apostles was limited. For example, they could not heal a demon-possessed lunatic youth “due to unbelief” and lack of “fasting and”(Matt. 17 :19-21), or – Al. Peter began to walk on the stormy sea and began to drown, because "doubted" And "frightened"(Matt. 14 :30-31). But the miracle-working of Christ Himself was limitless. Wherever the Lord appeared, the hostile forces that had afflicted humanity with sin, disease and death retreated and fled like dark shadows from the face of Fire and Light,

"And wherever He came"- says Ap. Mark, - “whether in villages, in villages, in cities, they put the sick - on open places and they asked Him to touch at least the hem of His garment, and those who touched Him were healed..."(Mrk. 6 :56).
“Those who had plagues rushed to Him to touch Him. When the unclean spirits saw Him, they fell before Him and shouted: “You are the Son of God...”(Mrk. 3 :10-11).

The powerful Word of Christ and constant miracles amazed not only such wise men as Nicodemus, but also all people in general. Thus, in one of the synagogues of Nazareth, “many who heard it said in amazement: Where did He get this from? What kind of wisdom was given to Him? and how are such miracles performed by His hands?”(Mr. 6 :2).
And after the storm was tamed, people were surprised and said: “Who is this, that even the winds and the sea obey Him?”(Matt. 8 :27).

Before the Fall, in the days of Adam and Eve, man was painless and immortal. He commanded all the forces of nature, animals obeyed him, and the forces of the earth favored his life. There were no miracles in heaven, because... all the world was one constant, lasting miracle of God's love. But after the Fall, man lost his blessed power over the forces of nature, suffering, illness, death and the need to “struggle for existence” appeared. Hence, what was “natural and normal” before the Fall has now become exceptional and miraculous (supernatural) for the fallen world. The miracle-working of Christ, the Son of God, is, first of all, a manifestation of mercy, forgiveness and love of the “Second Adam” - Christ for fallen humanity. But at the same time, the miracles of Christ were a sign the power of God and certificate His God-Sonship,
In the person of the God-man - the Son of God, the One Sinless One - paradise appeared on earth. Absolute Light shone in the darkness, absolute Life– paralyzed illness and death, absolute Power abolished weakness, absolute Sinlessness defeated sin, absolute Truth dispelled the darkness of lies and ignorance, absolute Is it true denounced lawlessness. And all this was a miracle of God’s love for the world. In general, every contact of the God-man with the earthly existence of fallen Adam was miraculous, something that had never happened before, and therefore amazing. Power continually emanated from Christ, which was manifested either in the word or in the healing of the sick (Lk. 5 :17; 6, 19; 8:46), then in the casting out of demons (Lk. 10 :19), then in commanding the elements of nature. And all of this was "works" of Christ. When the Jews asked Christ: “If you are the Christ, tell us directly,” He answered them: “The works that I do in the name of My Father, they testify of Me... I and the Father are one...” (Po. 10, 24– thirty). And again: “The works that the Father gave Me to do, these very works that I do, testify of Me that the Father has sent Me” (John 5:36).
In general, we can say that all the miracles of Christ are - the work of His redemption. Just as the Sun emits life-giving rays of heat and light, so Christ, during the days of His earthly life, constantly performed deeds of love, kindness, and mercy for fallen man, which sometimes took the form miracles, superior to what we are used to earthly"laws".

Marriage in Cana of Galilee

(John 2:1–11)
A two-hour walk from Nazareth, where the Virgin Mary lived, among the low hills of Galilee is the small town of Cana. There in modest family friends of the Mother of Jesus, at the wedding feast, Christ performed the first miracle. He turned water into wine.

Ap tells about this event. John: On the third day there was a marriage in Cana of Galilee, and the Mother of Jesus was there. Jesus and His disciples were also invited to a wedding. And as there was a shortage of wine, the Mother of Jesus said to Him: “They have no wine.”

According to the Jewish custom, the groom was greeted by girls with lamps. They entered the wedding feast with the groom, where all the invited guests were already waiting for them. According to the Talmud, the most significant aspect of a Jewish wedding was the “Seven Blessings,” of which the first was the blessing of wine. Its text is as follows: “Blessed are You, Lord our God, King of the World, Who created fruit for grape wine.” The groom usually left his house to the house of the bride's parents, accompanied by friends and priests. Having received a blessing from the bride's parents, he returned with her to his parents' house. The bride was deeply covered with a veil, her face was not visible. Everyone entered the wedding feast with music, singing and dancing. First, the marriage contract was signed there, and then the “Blessings” were proclaimed. Here the bride revealed her face and the bridegroom saw her for the first time that day. This meant that the marriage was completed, after which the feast continued.
It is possible that at the wedding in Cana of Galilee there was not enough wine just at that crucial moment when the “Blessings” were said. And there was not enough wine because, in connection with the coming of Jesus to the wedding, there were more guests than expected and the manager of the feast did not foresee this. If this was so, then it is understandable that the Mother of Jesus could feel partly responsible for the difficulty that occurred in the family of her friends. That’s why She turned to Her Son: “They have no wine.” But He said to her: “What do you and I have, Woman? My hour has not yet come.” However, the Holy Virgin felt that the Son would not leave poor people without help and their family joy would not be overshadowed. And His Mother said to the servants: “Whatever He tells you, do it.”

There were six stone waterpots here, standing according to the custom of Jewish purification, containing two or three measures. Jesus tells them: “Fill the vessels with water.” And they filled them to the top, And he said to them: “Now draw some and bring them to the master of the feast.” And they carried it. When the steward tasted the water, which became wine, and he did not know where this wine came from, only the servants who drew the water knew, then the steward calls the groom and says to him: every person first serves good wine, and when they are drunk, then the worst, and you have saved good wine until now.”
The miracle struck the master of the feast and the groom himself and all the guests - the disciples of Christ. “This is how Jesus began miracles in Cana of Galilee,” says the Evangelist, “and revealed His Glory, and His disciples believed in Him.”

The gospel of the miracle at Cana is usually read when performing Church Sacrament Marriage. After this reading, the priest invites the bride and groom to drink a common cup of blessed wine. This means the beginning of them common life and unity in the love of Christ, the beginning of creation in your family "small home church"

Healing the son of a courtier

(John 4:46–54)
After the marriage in Cana of Galilee, Christ went to Judea and preached the Kingdom of God there. Returning some time later to Galilee, “Jesus again came to Cana of Galilee, where he turned water into wine.” Here he was approached by a certain courtier who had come from Capernaum, whose son was sick. When he heard that Jesus had come from Judea to Galilee, he came to Him and asked Him to come and heal his son, who was dying.
“You will not believe,” the Lord said to the courtier, “unless you see signs and wonders.” The whole thought of the courtier was, apparently, focused not on the question of faith in Christ as the Son of God, but entirely on the illness of his son and the thirst for his healing. Therefore, he begged Christ: “Come before my son dies.”

Then the Lord said to him: “Go, your son is well.” And here the depth of the courtier’s trust in Christ was revealed. He believed the word of Christ and immediately went home. – I no longer began to beg Christ to personally come to my son. Anxiety and fear for my son’s life immediately disappeared. Complete peace was established in my soul. Faith in I. Christ as a powerful Physician immediately found in the soul the basis for deeper faith in Him as God-Man. The servants, not understanding how this happened, hurried to find their father to tell him the news of his recovery: on the road to Capernaum they met their master returning and said: “Your son is well.” “At what time did he feel better?” - asked the father. “Yesterday at seven o’clock the fever left him,” was the answer. It was precisely that hour when Jesus said to him: “Your son is well.” To this the Evangelist adds: “And he and his whole house believed.”

Healing of a demoniac in Capernaum

(OK. 4 :31-37; Mrk. 1 :21-28)
One of the first miracles performed by Christ in Galilee, after preaching in the synagogue of Nazareth, was the miracle of casting out a demon in Capernaum.
Having come to Capernaum, a city of Galilee, Christ taught the people there on Saturdays in the local synagogues. The listeners marveled at the teaching of the Carpenter of Nazareth, “for His Word was with authority.” During one of these sermons of Christ, “a man who had an unclean spirit of demons” appeared in the synagogue and shouted in a loud voice: “Leave it alone, what have you to do with us, Jesus of Nazareth? You have come to destroy us, I know You who You are, the Holy One of God.”
But Christ rebuked the demonic spirit, saying: “Be silent and come out of him.” And immediately the spirit obeyed the powerful word of Christ, throwing down the possessed man in the middle of the synagogue, “the demon came out of him without harming him in the least.”

“And horror fell upon everyone,” testifies Ap. Luke, “and they reasoned among themselves: What does this mean, that He commands the unclean spirits with authority and power, and they come out?” (OK. 4 :36).

For Christ’s contemporaries it was not at all surprising that demons moved into people and took possession of them, but the people were amazed that a Man appeared with the power to command this evil spirit and drive it out of people. This was an act of God's mercy towards the fallen human race. “And the rumor spread” about the miracle of Christ “throughout all the surrounding places,” says the Evangelist.

Resurrection of the son of the widow Nainskaya

The city of Nain lay in Galilee, on the northern slope of the foothills of Little Hermon, in a rather deserted, rocky and uncomfortable part of the ridge. Currently, there is a very poor, decayed Nain village. Entrance to it is possible only from one side, open to the slope of the wild hill descending to the valley.

“When He approached the city gates,” says the Evangelist, “here they carried out the dead man, the only son of his mother, and she was a widow; and many people went with her out of the city.” And further, the Evangelist briefly and accurately conveys how the resurrection of the young man took place. This picture seems to be in front of us now. Two large groups of people met and mingled at the gates of Nain, probably trying to let each other through. The mother, who was walking behind the stretcher, found herself near Christ; she cried bitterly and could hardly see clearly who met her. “When the Lord saw her,” says the Evangelist, “the Lord took pity on her and said to her: don’t cry. And coming up, he touched the bed; the carriers stopped; and He said: young man! I’m telling you, get up!..."
After these powerful words of Christ, the crowd, overwhelmed with fear, crowding around the stretcher, saw how... “the dead man stood up, sat down, and began to speak; and Jesus gave it,” adds St. Luke - “his mother.” Having come to their senses, all the witnesses of the miracle, realizing what had happened, came into great enthusiasm and “glorified God, saying: a great prophet has arisen among us, and God has visited His people.”

Calming the storm on the Sea of ​​Galilee

(Matt. 8 :23-27; Mrk. 4 :35-41; OK. 8 :22-25)
Evening came, but in the vicinity of Capernaum and Bethsaida there were still crowds of people who had come from everywhere to listen to the speeches of the Prophet and Healer from Nazareth of Galilee. At sunset, as always lately, they brought the demon-possessed to Christ and brought those sick with all sorts of diseases, and He healed them all. However, night was already approaching and it was necessary to let everyone go home. Without interrupting the conversation, and answering individual questions from His disciples, Christ gradually descended to the seashore. But the crowd of listeners did not decrease at all and moved after Christ.
Then, “seeing a large crowd around Him,” says the Evangelist Matthew, “Jesus ordered the disciples to sail to the other side” of the sea, to the country of the Gadarenes, which lies opposite Galilee, far from Capernaum and Bethsaida, where it would be impossible to follow the crowd gathered here.
“Then one scribe,” as Ev Matthew testifies, “approached and said to Him: Teacher! I will follow You wherever You go.” But the Lord answered him: “Foxes have holes, and birds of the air have nests; but the Son of Man has no place to lay his head.”
This means that before following in the footsteps of Christ, one must be ready to give up all, even the most basic comfort of life, even the hearth and home for rest and sleep.
Then another one of His disciples approached Christ and said: “Lord! let me first go and bury my father.” But the Lord answered him: “Follow me and let the dead bury their dead, and you go and preach the Kingdom of God.” (OK. 9 :60).

Then a third came up and said: “I will follow you, Lord, but first let me say goodbye to my family.” But Christ said to this too: “No one who puts his hand to the plow and looks back is fit for the Kingdom of God.” (OK. 9 :62).
These last words of the Savior are, as it were, an explanation of all his previous answers; they cannot be understood otherwise than as the categorical demand of Christ to all who understood and accepted His teaching: without being tempted by any delays, even the most plausible ones, immediately, without any compromises, without looking back at their past lives, to go to serve the Kingdom of God and his truth.
All this was said by Christ, apparently at the moment when He entered the boat, and His disciples, “sending the people away,” also entered the boat and “took Him with them, just as He was in the boat. There were other boats with Him." (Mrk. 4 :36). Christ said to the rowers: “Let's cross to the other side. And off we went." (OK. 8 :22).
The sun had set, the shore was deserted and darkness was approaching. At first the boat sailed calmly on the light waves of the lake. Christ, tired of the people, fell asleep during the voyage. But then a sharp wind blew from the eastern shore, which quickly intensified and, raising high waves, soon turned into a storm. “The waves beat on the boat, so that it was already filled with water and they were in danger, and Christ slept at the stern at the head.”
Exhausted, abandoning their oars and seeing that they were unable to cope with the raging elements, wet and cold, the rowers began to wake Christ: “Teacher! Do You really not need us to perish?” And waking Him up, they cried out to Him: “Mentor! Mentor! We are perishing... Lord! save us; We are perishing”... Then Christ “rose up, rebuked the wind and said to the sea: be silent, stop. And the wind died down, and there was great silence.”
And he said to the disciples: “Why are you so fearful? How come you don’t have faith?” And the disciples “were afraid with great fear and said among themselves: Who is this, that even the wind and the sea obey him?”
After the great storm there came a great silence. This contrast struck the disciples: for them, not only the passing storm and the mortal danger to their lives were terrible, but the presence among them of the One who with a single word tamed this storm and eliminated the danger was also terrible. Yes, “it is terrible to fall into the hands of the living God”! (Heb. 10 :31).
The further voyage was calm and, towards morning, Jesus and His disciples “sailed into the country of the Gadarenes, which lies opposite Galilee” (Lk. 8 :26).

From the book of Archpriest Lev Liperovsky “Miracles and Parables of Christ”

Miracles in human history

Lanchang Miracle

It was the 8th century from the Nativity of Christ. The Sacrament of the Eucharist was celebrated in the Church of San Legontius in the ancient Italian city of Lanciano. But in the heart of one of the priests who served the Liturgy that day, doubt suddenly arose whether the Body and Blood of the Lord, hidden under the guise of bread and wine, were true. The chronicles did not bring to us the name of this hieromonk, but the doubt that arose in his soul became the cause of the Eucharistic miracle, which is revered to this day.

The priest drove away doubts, but they insistently returned again and again. “Why should I believe that bread ceases to be bread and wine becomes Blood? Who will prove this? Moreover, outwardly they do not change in any way and have never changed. Probably these are just symbols, just a memory of the Last Supper..."

...On the night when He was betrayed, He took bread... blessed it, broke it and gave it to His disciples, saying: “Take, taste: this is My body, which is broken for you for the remission of sins.” Likewise the cup, saying: “Drink from it, all of you: this is My Blood of the New Testament, which is shed for you and for many for the remission of sins.”

The priest pronounced the holy words of the Eucharistic canon with fear, but doubts continued to torment him. Yes, He, the sacrificial lamb, could by divine power turn wine into blood and bread into flesh. He, who came by the will of the Heavenly Father, could do everything. But He left a long time ago, leaving this sinful world and giving it His holy words and His blessing as consolation: And, perhaps, His Flesh and Blood? But is this possible? Didn’t the true Sacrament of Communion go with Him to the heavenly world? Hasn't the Holy Eucharist become just a ritual - and nothing more? The priest tried in vain to restore peace and faith in his soul. Meanwhile, transubstantiation took place. With words of prayer, he broke the Eucharistic Bread, and then a cry of amazement filled the small church. Under the fingers of the hieromonk, the broken Bread suddenly turned into something else - he did not immediately understand what exactly. And there was no longer wine in the cup - there was a thick scarlet Liquid similar to... Blood. The stunned priest looked at the object in his hands: it was a thin slice of Flesh, reminiscent of the muscle tissue of the human body. surrounded, amazed by the miracle, unable to contain their amazement. And he confessed to them his doubts, which were resolved in such a miraculous way. Having finished the holy liturgy, he silently fell to his knees and plunged into long prayer. What did he pray for then? Thank you for the sign given from above? Did you ask for forgiveness for your lack of faith? We will never know. But one thing is truly known: since then, in the city of Lanciano, for twelve centuries, the miraculous Blood and Flesh, materialized during the Eucharist in the church of San Legontius (now San Francesco), have been preserved. The news of the miracle quickly spread around the nearby cities and regions, and lines of pilgrims reached Lanciano.

Holy Fire

The Resurrection of Christ is Easter, before which the described event occurs - the greatest event for Christians, which is a sign of the Savior’s victory over sin and death and the beginning of the existence of the world, redeemed and sanctified by the Lord Jesus Christ.

For almost two thousand years, Orthodox Christians and representatives of other Christian denominations have been celebrating their greatest - the Resurrection of Christ (Easter) in the Church of the Holy Sepulcher (Resurrection) in Jerusalem. In this greatest shrine for Christians, there is the Tomb where Christ was buried and then resurrected; Holy Places where the Savior was condemned and executed for our sins.

Every time, everyone who is inside and near the Temple on Easter witnesses the descent of the Holy Fire (Light).

The Holy Fire has been appearing in the temple for more than a millennium. The earliest mentions of the descent of the Holy Fire on the eve of the Resurrection of Christ are found in Gregory of Nyssa, Eusebius and Silvia of Aquitaine and date back to the 4th century. They also contain descriptions of earlier convergences. According to the testimony of the Apostles and Holy Fathers, the uncreated Light illuminated the Holy Sepulcher shortly after the Resurrection of Christ, which one of the Apostles saw: “Peter believed, he saw not only with his sensual eyes, but also with the lofty Apostolic mind - the Sepulcher was filled with light, so that, although and the night was, however, two images I saw internally - sensually and spiritually,” we read from the church historian Gregory of Nyssa. “Peter presented himself to the Sepulcher and was terrified of the light in vain,” writes St. John of Damascus. Eusebius Pamphilus narrates in his “Church History” that when one day there was not enough lamp oil, Patriarch Narcissus (2nd century) blessed to pour water from the Pool of Siloam into the lamps, and the fire that came down from heaven lit the lamps, which then burned throughout the entire Easter service . Among the earliest mentions are the testimonies of Muslims and Catholics. The Latin monk Bernard, (865) writes in his itinerary: “On Holy Saturday, which is the eve of Easter, begins early and after the service, Lord have mercy is sung until, with the coming of the Angel, the light is lit in the lamps hanging above "By the coffin."

The litany (church ceremony) of the Holy Fire begins approximately one day before the start of Orthodox Easter, which, as you know, is celebrated on a different day than other Christians. Pilgrims begin to gather in the Church of the Holy Sepulcher, wanting to see with their own eyes the descent of the Holy Fire. Among those present there are always many heterodox Christians, Muslims, and atheists; the ceremony is monitored by the Jewish police. The temple itself can accommodate up to 10 thousand people, the entire area in front of it and the enfilade of surrounding buildings are also filled with people - the number of people willing is much greater than the capacity of the temple, so it can be difficult for pilgrims.

Before the descent, the temple begins to be illuminated by bright flashes of the Holy Light, small lightning flashes here and there. In slow motion you can clearly see that they are coming from different places the temple - from the icon hanging over the Edicule, from the dome of the Temple, from the windows and from other places, and flood everything around with bright light. In addition, here and there, between the columns and walls of the temple, quite visible lightning flashes, which often pass through standing people without any harm.

A moment later, the entire temple turns out to be surrounded by lightning and glare, which snake down its walls and columns, as if flowing down to the foot of the temple and spreading across the square among the pilgrims. At the same time, the candles of those standing in the temple and in the square light up, the lamps located on the sides of the Edicule light up themselves (with the exception of 13 Catholic ones), like some others within the temple. “And suddenly a drop falls on the face, and then a cry of delight and shock is heard from the crowd. The fire burns in the altar of the Catholicon! The flash and flame are like a huge flower. And Edicule is still dark. Slowly - slowly, the Fire from the altar begins to descend towards us. And then a thunderous cry makes you look back at Edicule. It shines, the whole wall shimmers with silver, white lightning streams along it. The fire pulsates and breathes, and from the hole in the dome of the Temple a wide vertical column of light descended from the sky onto the Tomb.” The temple or its individual places are filled with an unparalleled radiance, which is believed to have first appeared during the Resurrection of Christ. At the same time, the doors of the Tomb open and the Orthodox Patriarch emerges, blessing those gathered and distributing the Holy Fire.

The first time is 3-10 minutes, the ignited Fire has amazing properties– does not burn at all, regardless of which candle and where it is lit. You can see how parishioners literally wash themselves with this Fire - they rub it over their faces, over their hands, scoop up handfuls of it, and it does not cause any harm, at first it does not even scorch their hair.

“He lit 20 candles in one place and burned his candle with all those lights, and not a single hair curled or burned; and having extinguished all the candles and then lit them with other people, I lit those candles, and on the third day I lit those candles, and I didn’t touch my wife with anything, not a single hair was singed or curled...” – one of the pilgrims wrote four centuries ago.

The people who are in the temple at this time are overwhelmed with an indescribable and incomparable in its depth feeling of joy and spiritual peace. According to those who visited the square and the temple itself when the fire descended, the depth of feelings overwhelming the people at that moment was fantastic - eyewitnesses left the temple as if reborn, as they themselves say - spiritually cleansed and cleared of sight. What is especially remarkable is that even those who are uncomfortable with this God-given sign do not remain indifferent.

What is a miracle? “The rules of nature are conquered in You, O pure Virgin...” is sung in a church hymn for the feast of the Dormition of the Virgin Mary. That is, the ever-virginity of the Mother of God and Her Dormition, when after the end of Her earthly life She was taken with her body to heaven, are supernatural phenomena that defeat the usual laws, natural “statutes.” And any Divine miracle is an overcoming of ordinary physical laws.

But we know that the Lord Himself is the Creator and Legislator of physical statutes and it is in His power, if necessary, to abolish these laws.

Miracles are supernatural, Divine intervention in our lives.

Many of the Savior's miracles are described in the Gospel. He turned water into wine, healed the paralytic, lepers, the deaf, blind from birth, raised the dead, walked on water, prophesied and fed thousands of people with a few loaves of bread. His followers, disciples - the holy apostles - also performed miracles (this is stated in the books of the New Testament). Many miracles are described in the lives of holy ascetics; almost every life tells of miracles. But both the apostles and saints performed miracles not on their own, but by the power of God. Only the Creator of laws can overcome and change these laws. You can't do anything without Me(John 15:5). But the Lord often gives His saints gifts of grace to help people and glorify the name of God.

Miracles, signs, cases of grace-filled help have been performed constantly in the history of the Church, they are performed in our time and will not stop happening until the end of the century, as long as the Church of Christ stands. But even during His earthly life, and now, the Lord does not perform miracles too often. Otherwise there will be no room for the exploit of our faith. Miracles, signs of God's power, are needed to strengthen faith, but there can never be too many of them. In addition, a miracle must be earned; it is given according to the faith of the person asking.

But there are miracles in the life of the Orthodox Church that happen constantly, for many centuries now. They console us, strengthen us and testify to the truth of our faith. This is the miracle of the Holy Fire, the descent of a cloud onto Mount Tabor on the day of the Transfiguration of the Lord, the miracle of holy Epiphany water, the flow of myrrh from holy icons and relics.

And in general, isn’t the whole life of the Church one continuous miracle? When the grace of God constantly acts in the Sacraments of the Church, when at each liturgy the greatest miracle on earth occurs - the transformation of bread and wine into the Body and Blood of the Savior! And every Christian who has experience of prayer and spiritual life constantly feels in his life the supernatural presence of God, His strong and strong helping hand.