One Saturday, before going home, the priest decided to call his wife. It was almost 10 p.m., but my wife didn’t pick up the phone. He waited a long time, but his wife never came to the phone.
After a while, he dialed the home number again, and his wife immediately answered. The priest asked why it took so long for his wife to pick up the phone the first time he called, but she replied that there had been no call before.
The case would have been forgotten if a phone call had not been made in the priest’s office room on Monday.
The man who called said there was some kind of call from that number on Saturday night. The priest could not understand for a long time what he was talking about. Then the man said, “The phone rang and rang and I didn’t answer.”
The priest, recalling the incident with him, apologized for disturbing the man, explaining that he wanted to call home, but apparently dialed the wrong number. Then the caller said,
“Let me tell you what happened then. You see, on Saturday night, I was going to end my life. And before I did it, I turned to God, saying that if there is one, if he hears me, and if he does not want me to do it, let him give me a sign.
And just at that moment, my phone rang. I approached the machine and saw on the scoreboard the inscription: «… Holy Trinity». I looked at the ringing phone and didn’t dare pick up the phone. (The temple in which the priest served was called the “Temple of the Holy Life-Giving Trinity…”)
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