2 Wondrous stories of St. Porphyrios

2 Wondrous stories of St. Porphyrios
~St. Porphyrios and the Taxi Driver:
“One day in Athens, St. Porphryios was with a nun and needed to take a taxi. The taxi driver they found was an uncouth (rude), blasphemous character.
So, the nun said to St. Porphryios: “Maybe we should find another taxi.” But he replied: “No, let’s go with this one, but let me do all the talking.”
When they got into the taxi, the taxi driver started saying all kinds of things to them about how selfish priests are, how corrupt bishops are, etc.
St. Porphyrios didn’t say a word, and so neither did the nun. After going on and on for quite some time, the taxi driver started wondering why the priest and nun weren’t responding. So, he looked back at them and said: “So, priest, what do you have to say about all this (that) I’ve said?”
St. Porphyrios replied:
“Well, let me tell you a story. There was once a very good priest in Crete, whose wife had died and was living alone with his young son. But then the Nazis came and killed this priest. His son couldn’t understand how God would let this happen to such a good person, and so he became very embittered and angry with God.”
At this point, the taxi driver stopped the car and in tears said to St. Porphrios: “But, Father, that is my story.”
After this, the taxi driver confessed to St. Porphyrios and began to live a spiritual life.”
(+ From the Journal of Hieromonk Ephraim)
~ The Incident of an Attempted Suicide:
*This was during the post-war years (i.e. after 1945), which were very difficult, and people struggled to live.
Effie was 18 years old and lived with her parents and brother during the summer in Bogiati (in Greece). They had gardens with vegetables and they sold them.
One night Effie’s mother sent her to a nearby shop to buy oil for the lamp. Note that at that time there was no electricity. Upon her return home, Effie met a boy on the road, her classmate. They spoke about their lessons.
The place they stopped, however, was behind a truck. At that moment the brother of Effie was passing by and he saw them chatting. He over-interpreted this, believing they were chatting with wicked (perverse) intentions and he told his mother:
“Effie is shaming us,” he said, “she is chatting in the street with a boy.”
When Effie arrived home, her mother punished her very much and beat her. Authorities then were very strict. Effie became very bitter. She rebelled against her unfair treatment and the suspicion of her brother.
The next day her father returned home, having been away. He treated her differently, that is with understanding and in a thoughtful manner.
“I don’t believe these things,” he said to her. “Come, let us go water the garden. You will sit and wherever you see one part of the garden being watered you will tell me and I will go water the other part.”
So it happened. Effie, however, did not sleep at all the previous night. She drowned in her sadness and unfair treatment. Feeling hopeless, she decided to end her life.
So at the time she went with her father to the garden, she drew up a plan. She would get some pesticide, and in the evening, after the garden was watered, she would secretly drink it and die.
She thought: “Let me see then if they will love me.” Taking the pesticide, she put it in her pocket, and waited for nightfall to drink it. The difficult hour did not take long to come.
Her unaware father told her: “Go to the edge of the garden and shut the water.”
Quickly she went. She was out of sight. No one was around her. Her father was several metres away and as she was running she put her hand in her pocket.
At that very moment she heard footsteps. Not having time to move, there appeared before her an unknown priest. He greeted her and said:
“My Effie, you know how beautiful Paradise is! Light, gladness, rejoicing. Christ is all light and scatters gladness and rejoicing to all. He awaits us in the next life, to give us Paradise.
Yet there is also a hell, which is all darkness, sorrow, sadness, distress and depression. If you take that which is in your pocket, you will go to hell. Throw it away, therefore, that we may not lose the beauty of Paradise.”
Effie lost it at first, but after a little bit she said to the priest, and, without knowing it, threw away the pesticide: “Wait here so I can call my father so he can see you.”
She ran into the garden. Amongst the tall corn she became lost, as she went to call her father.
Finding him she said: “Father, come quickly to see a priest who has come to the edge of our garden.”
But when they arrived at the place the priest was supposed to wait for them, (but) no one was there.
For a long time Effie could not explain what happened that night. She could not explain the disappearance of the priest. This caused her to desire to find him again. He (had) saved her life.
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May our Venerable and Beloved Saint Porphyrios always intercede for us!

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Thank you for that beautiful message. What a wonderful story to wake up to. 💙🙏💙🙏💙🙏

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Спаси ГОСПОДИ люди ТВОЯ и багослови достояние ТВОЕ 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

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Bless

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Glory to God .

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Excellent video-thank you ~