This happened after the end of the Great Patriotic War. I was on the train. At the station he stopped, I got out of the car and not far away. When I got back, the train was picking up speed and the doors were closed. I grabbed the handrails, one leg reached the step of the car, and the other could not, because badly hurt her. My hands began to weaken, I could break. And then he said, “Nicholas the Pleasant, save me!” The train stopped. All the passengers were astonished, and I gladly forgot my cry to St. Nicholas. But when I dozed off, he appeared to me in a dream and said, “I saved you, serve a prayer service.” I went to church and told the priest everything. Thanksgiving service. I was given the icon of Nicholas the Good-Wisher, which now hangs above my bed.
E. A. Larionova
Rtishchevo, Saratov region.
Reprinted from the national newspaper in honor of St. Nicholas the Wonderworker «Rule of Faith»
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