“Although I have died, I am alive…” – Memories of St. John of Shanghai and San Francisco



“Although I have died, I am alive…”

Memories of St. John of Shanghai and San Francisco

By Matthew Slavko

St. John (Maximovitch) of Shanghai and San Francisco said these words in appearing already after his death to one woman. But he came to many people, and he was always overflowing with life, quenching the thirst of many. Today it is especially appropriate to remember that St. John of Shanghai and San Francisco, the wonderworker, is our contemporary, having reposed only a little over half a century ago, in 1966—that is, quite recently. It is another clear witness to the unity of the Russian Orthodox world, inasmuch as St. John embraces and links Slobozhanschina (Sloboda, Ukraine, an historical region in modern-day northeast Ukraine and southwestern Chernozemie in Russia—ed.), Ukraine, China, Western Europe, and America by his life.

The Russian Orthodox Church Abroad glorified this wondrous God-pleaser among the saints on July 2, 1994. On June 24, 2008, St. John of Shanghai and San Francisco was glorified for Churchwide veneration by the Council of Bishops of the Russian Orthodox Church.

In Poltava, on July 2 of the same year, the first festive, conciliar Liturgy in honor of the newly-proclaimed saint was served. Touching were the words of the Continue reading ““Although I have died, I am alive…” – Memories of St. John of Shanghai and San Francisco”


Ο Άγιος Ιωάννης Μαξίμοβιτς διώχνει τους τυφώνες πριν & μετά την κοίμησή του




Ο Άγιος Ιωάννης Μαξίμοβιτς διώχνει

τους τυφώνες πριν & μετά την κοίμησή του

Στό τέλος Αύγουστου του 1979, ό φοβερός τυφώνας “David” σχηματίστηκε στον Ατλαντικό Ωκεανό. Στον τυφώνα αυτό πνέουν άνεμοι πού ή ταχύτητα τους φθάνει μέχρι και 100 μίλια την ώρα προκαλώντας πολλές καταστροφές και πολλούς θανάτους στη Δομηνικανή Δημοκρατία.

Από την κατεύθυνση προς την οποία έκινεΐτο ό τυφώνας, ήταν βέβαιο πώς κατευθυνόταν στο Miami της Florida. Το Σάββατο της 1ης Σεπτεμβρίου, δεν υπήρχε πλέον καμία αμφιβολία, οτι έτσι θα γινόταν. Την Κυριακή 2 Σεπτεμβρίου, οι τοπικές αρχές έδωσαν οδηγίες ώστε να εκκενωθούν οι παραλιακές κατοικίες και τα ξενοδοχεία. Τη Δευτέρα, στις 3 Σεπτεμβρίου, νωρίς το πρωί, τα ραδιόφωνα και οι εφημερίδες ανακοίνωναν ότι “ό τυφώνας λυπήθηκε το Miami και το προσπέρασε!”.

Ό συγγραφέας αυτής της μαρτυρίας βρισκόταν εκείνη την εποχή στο Miami και θά ήθελε να εκθέσει πώς ακριβώς έγιναν τα πράγματα.

Την Κυριακή 2 Σεπτεμβρίου, μετά τη Θεία Λειτουργία στην Ορθόδοξη Εκκλησία του Αγίου Βλαδίμηρου, στο Miami, ό ιερέας έκανε παννυχίδα για τον Άγιο Ιωάννη Μαξίμοβιτς.

Όταν οι Ρώσοι πριν από 30 χρόνια έμεναν στο νησί Τουμπαμπάο, στίς Φιλιππίνες, χάρις στις αδιάλειπτες προσευχές του Αγίου Ιωάννη Μαξίμοβιτς, οι τυφώνες συνήθως δεν ενοχλούσαν καν αυτά τα μέρη. Αυτό το είχαν καταλάβει ακόμα και οι ιθαγενείς, οι όποιοι συχνά έβλεπαν τον Άγιο Ιωάννη Μαξίμοβιτς να προσεύχεται τις νύκτες, νά ψέλνει στον καταυλισμό και να σφραγίζει με το σημείο του σταυρού τον ορίζοντα. Κάποτε, στις Φιλιππίνες, ένας πολύ ισχυρός τυφώνας κατευθυνόταν προς τον καταυλισμό των Ρώσων και με τις προσευχές του Αγίου Ιωάννη Μαξίμοβιτς, καθώς έφθανε στο νησί, άλλαξε πορεία και δεν έπληξε τον καταυλισμό!

Το ίδιο θαύμα έγινε και στη Florida. Μετά την παννυχίδα στον Άγιο Ιωάννη Μαξίμοβιτς, ό “τυφώνας David” καθώς πλησίαζε το Miami, ξαφνικά άλλαξε πορεία, στράφηκε στα βόρεια και προσπέρασε! Έτσι, με τις προσευχές του Αγίου Ιωάννη Μαξίμοβιτς, ακόμα και τώρα, μετά την κοίμηση του, ό Κύριος διέσωσε τους κατοίκους της πόλεως. Ευχόμαστε πάντοτε με τις προσευχές του, ό παντοδύναμος Θεός μας, νά μας χαρίζει το έλεος Του!

K. K. M.

Miami, Florida, USA

3 Σεπτεμβρίου 1979

Μεταφρασμένο από το περιοδικό “Όρθόδοξη Ρωσία”, τ. 20, σελ. 16, 1979


Άγιος Ιωάννης Μαξίμοβιτς

εκδ. Ι. Μονής Αγίου Νεκταρίου Τρίκορφου Φωκίδος 2006

Saint John Maximovitch & the dove



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”

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



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)



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


Facebook of Maria Tsalla about St John Maximovitch












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




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”