Grandma moved in with us. She was always waiting for me from work, and there was hot tea on the table at my arrival. While drinking tea, we talked about life and God. One day she said to me: “You come home so late, if someone meets you or attacks you, shout at the top of your voice and call for the help of Nicholas the Wonderworker, because he is a very quick helper in trouble.”
One summer I was coming home from my second shift, about 12 a.m. Specially drove to one stop away, so as not to pass by the gray houses – there appeared “Sereg lame”, and in the area began to occur attacks on people. The house was very close, I was somewhere in the middle of the alley, which on both sides was fenced. Suddenly, three guys appeared on my way, and one of them was limping! My heart was beating anxiously. Run back, run away from home, and still catch up. And you can’t run away from it: fences won’t allow it. Going forward?
But I was also noticed, and I heard: “Well, everything – a friend got caught, she can’t leave!” These three clutched their hands and blocked my way. Suddenly I recall the words of my grandmother about the speedy assistant Nicholas the Wonderworker and shout: “Nikolai the Wonderworker, help!”
I cry, but I do not hear my voice, it is in my thoughts, in my soul that I call for help! My heart will burst with fear, I myself go to meet hooligans. And suddenly, when I shouted to Nicholas the Wonderworker mentally, one of the guys breaks the chain from his hands and says to Sergey: “Yes, this is a girl from our yard, she lives next to me.” Don’t touch her! The lame begins to argue with my neighbor, and he shouts to me: “Run quickly, I will delay them!”
I run, and my feet are wobbly and do not obey me. I could not calm down for a long time at home. I told my mother and grandmother what happened to me, and we all thanked Nicholas the Wonderworker. Since then, my mother and my grandmother have met me with a dog.
This is how Nicholas the Wonderworker, our beloved saint, helped me. Later, when I was working at school, I told the children about this case, and I think some of the children in my life could also benefit from the help of this wonderful saint.
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