Saint John Maximovitch & the dove

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Saint John Maximovitch & the Dove

When I came to San Francisco to be close to the saintly Archbishop John Maximovitch, I heard a lot of fascinating accounts of his ascetic life. Frequently I visited St. Tikhon’s Orphanage, founded by this Saint, and run then by his long-time assistant, Mrs. Maria Alexandrovna Shakhmatova (+1967). Archbishop John was a very busy man, and I did not dare to be often in his presence…

The orphanage was no longer a place where children were sheltered….Within its walls was Archbishop John’s tiny office, which was so small that even a bed would not fit, where he both lived and had his prayer-room and office…I would visit him there, and have long constructive talks that shaped my life.

One day I came to see Mrs. Shakhmatova, and she, as usual, insisted that I stay for tea, even though I never liked tea. She would get me into her kitchen, almost next to Archbishop John’s office, and ask, almost in the form of an interrogation, about my whereabouts, what I had done that week, what I had read, etc. Usually she scolded me for not visiting her more often Continue reading “Saint John Maximovitch & the dove”

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Σπάνιο video απ’ τη ζωή του Αγίου Ιωάννη Μαξίμοβιτς (+1966) ⊰ “Παρότι έχω πεθάνει είμαι ακόμη ζωντανός”

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Σπάνιο video απ’ τη ζωή του Αγίου Ιωάννη Μαξίμοβιτς (+1966)

“Παρότι έχω πεθάνει είμαι ακόμη ζωντανός”

Maria Tsalla of Pollux Band, Greece, 2007: A Personal miracle of Saint John Maximovitch of Shanghai and San Francisco (+1966)

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Maria Tsalla of Pollux Band, Greece, 2007:

A Personal miracle of Saint John Maximovitch

of Shanghai and San Francisco (+1966)

In 2007, when I was fifteen years old and had lost my father, my prayers each night hid a certain complaint, because God had taken my father so early, and even though I asked to see him at least in a dream, this desire of mine was not fulfilled.

God’s answer to my complaint was not long in coming; it came by way of a dream. In my dream, I was in a strange Church and was waitting in a line with other pilgrims. In front of me were children of various nationalities. As I waited at the end of this line, some people from the upper gallery motioned for me to go forward, and at these instructions the children obediently made way for me.

I found myself in front of an Icon depicting a Saint that I had never seen before. He was elderly and had a grey beard. As I gazed upon the Icon, the Saint stepped out of it like an apparition and told me to go to the right. Heading in the direction he had indicated to me, I saw a reliquary, out of which arose the same elderly man I had seen in the Icon. This time, however, he was not an apparition, painted in the colours used by Iconographers, but was flesh and blood.

I approached him, and we both sat down on the reliquary. He did not frighten me; I felt as if I were sitting with a friend on a bench and not with a Saint on a reliquary. He looked in my eyes with love and tenderness. His eyes emitted love and effection, and beautified his aged and bent body. Embracing me paternally, he spoke to me in a different language – not Greek or other languages that people speak. It was as if our souls were communicating. He told me that thenceforth he would be my father. His embrace filled my soul with calm and his fragrance made the dream real.

I woke up thinking about him, and with many questions as to who the elderly man was. Alongside the questions, however, I also had an answer to my question: “Do I have a father?”. Of course I did; I just did not know his name. I asked for help from my mother, who is a catechist and knows a great deal about Saints and their lives. None of those she mentioned, however, corresponded to the description I gave her. I only knew that he had a gray beard, was elderly, short, and bent, and, in any event, a foreigner, since the Church did not look Greek Orthodox, nor were the other pilgrims Greek, and he had not spoken to me in Greek.

My mother advised me to pray to him to reveal to my who he was. The answer to my prayer did not come through a dream this time, but rather through a birthday gift given to me by my spiritual Father (to whom I had never told the dream). I opened the gift and saw that it was a book. When I opened it, I saw the “strange” Church (“strange” to me, that is, because it was Russian) that I had seen in my dream, the Icon of the Saint, his reliquary, and the man himself! That is how I learned his name: St. John Maximovitch, the protector of orphans. Thus it was that I learned the name of my father – the father of all orphans, the afflicted, the weak, the poor, and the wronged. The Saint never leaves me, but is always near me and often appears in my dreams to give me support, consolation, and advice in difficult moments.

God took my [biological] father, but He also took care to send me an incorrupt one (the incorrupt Relics of the Saint are located in San Francisco), who is also on earth and who reminds us that whoever follows Christ has no reason to fear death.

I feel myself fortunate; but, at the same time, since God permitted such a thing to happen to me, the most sinful one, I have a responsibility to help as many people as possible learn about St. John Maximovitch, so that, just as I have been changed, he might also bring about a change for many other people who are reading these words now and who are searching for a place of refuge and a paternal embrace. The only thing I could do as a fifteen year old was to make a Facebook page called SAINT JOHN MAXIMOVITCH https://www.facebook.com/groups/211026374035/permalink/10151823170044036/, which today numbers more than 3,000 members. In the embrace he offered me,we all fit!

Maria Tsalla, Greece

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ЧУДЕСА ПРИ СЪЕМКАХ ФИЛЬМА О СВЯТИТЕЛЕ ИОАННЕ ШАНХАЙСКОМ (+ВИДЕО) ╰⊰¸¸.•¨* Russian

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ЧУДЕСА ПРИ СЪЕМКАХ ФИЛЬМА

О СВЯТИТЕЛЕ ИОАННЕ ШАНХАЙСКОМ (+ВИДЕО)

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Моя жизнь протекала достаточно размеренно, особых происшествий в ней не наблюдалось до тех пор, пока я не прикоснулась к истории жизни этого удивительного святого.

Я работаю в Харьковском университете, на кафедре журналистики. В начале моей трудовой деятельности мне пришлось делать материал об истории этого учебного заведения. Консультировавшие меня историки несколько раз говорили о том, что среди выпускников есть один святой, но тогда даже имя этого святого мы в материале не упомянули. Уже гораздо позже я узнала о Шанхайском и Сан-Францисском чудотворце и даже сподобилась несколько раз приложиться к Continue reading “ЧУДЕСА ПРИ СЪЕМКАХ ФИЛЬМА О СВЯТИТЕЛЕ ИОАННЕ ШАНХАЙСКОМ (+ВИДЕО) ╰⊰¸¸.•¨* Russian”

Alexis Catel, ΗΠΑ, 1998: Θαύμα του Αγίου Ιωάννη Μαξίμοβιτς στη Χαβάη

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Alexis Catel, ΗΠΑ, 1998:

Θαύμα του Αγίου Ιωάννη Μαξίμοβιτς στη Χαβάη

Τόν Αύγουστο του 1998 η σύζυγός μου και εγώ πήγαμε για διακοπές στη Χαβάη, στό νησί Καουάι. Είχαμε ξαναπάει εκεί πολλές φορές, καί τό μέρος πού μείναμε ήταν μία όμορφη παραλία για κολύμπι.

Και οι δυό, η σύζυγός μου και εγώ, είμαστε καλοί κολυμβητές και επομένως δεν ανησυχούμε ο ένας για τον άλλο όταν πάμε για κολύμπι στον ωκεανό. Εκείνη τή φορά, τή νύχτα της άφιξής μας, ένας τυφώνας είχε σαρώσει τό νησί. Παρόλα αυτά, πήγαμε για κολύμπι εκείνη τήν ημέρα, όπως συνήθως.

Η σύζυγός μου παρέμεινε κοντά στήν ακτή, ενώ εγώ απλώθηκα σε βαθιά νερά γιά ένα καλό κολύμπι. Ξαφνικά, από τό πουθενά, ένα πελώριο κύμα μέ κτύπησε βίαια καί Continue reading “Alexis Catel, ΗΠΑ, 1998: Θαύμα του Αγίου Ιωάννη Μαξίμοβιτς στη Χαβάη”

Hl. Johannes Maximowitsch von Shanghai und San Francisco (+1966) – 2. Juli ╰⊰¸¸.•¨* German

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Hl. Johannes Maximowitsch

von Shanghai und San Francisco (+1966)

2. Juli

Hl. Johannes von Shanghai und San Francisco (weltlicher Name Michail Borissowitsch Maximowitsch, russisch Михаил Борисович Максимо́вич; * 4. Juni (jul.)/ 16. Juni 1896 (greg.) im Dorf Adamowka im Gouvernement Charkow (heute Ukraine); † 2. Juli 1966 in Seattle) war Bischof der Russischen Auslandskirche und ist ein Heiliger der Orthodoxen Kirche. Von vielen orthodoxen Christen wird er als Wundertäter verehrt.

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Michail ist aus der Familie Maximowitsch, der auch der in ebenfalls in der orthodoxen Kirche heiliggesprochene Johannes von Tobolsk (1651–1715) entstammt. Der Vater Michail war adeliger Marschall und sein Onkel Rektor der Kiewer Universität. Von 1907 bis 1914 besuchte er die Militärschule von Poltava, 1918 schloss er sein Studium an der rechtswissenschaftlichen Fakultät der Universität in Charkiw ab. 1921, in der Zeit des Continue reading “Hl. Johannes Maximowitsch von Shanghai und San Francisco (+1966) – 2. Juli ╰⊰¸¸.•¨* German”

Ο Άνθρωπος του Θεού, Άγιος Ιωάννης Μαξίμοβιτς (+1966) – 2 Ιουλίου

 

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Ο Άνθρωπος του Θεού, Άγιος Ιωάννης Μαξίμοβιτς (+1966)

Οι άνθρωποι του Θεού -κάθε εποχής- καθορίζουν τον κανόνα της Πίστεως και της ζωής, τόσο για τους συγχρόνους τους όσο και για τις επόμενες γενιές. Είναι μορφές καθοδηγητικές για όλους εμάς πού, ως ταξιδιώτες του κόσμου τού­του, πρέπει να αντιπαλεύουμε με τους πειρασμούς του βίου, για να οδηγηθούμε και να αγκυροβολήσουμε στο λιμάνι της σωτηρίας. Ως εκ τούτου είναι επιβεβλημένο να αναζητούμε με ζήλο τους Αγίους της δικής μας εποχής, γιατί αυτοί μας δείχνουν πώς πρέπει να ζούμε και να πορευόμαστε «εν τη γε­νεά ταύτη τη μοιχαλίδί και αμαρτωλώ» Continue reading “Ο Άνθρωπος του Θεού, Άγιος Ιωάννης Μαξίμοβιτς (+1966) – 2 Ιουλίου”