The child was lying on the bed, facing the wall. He didn’t want to play or watch movies. He was very, very lonely. His mother died of cancer when he was still a baby, his father left the family after learning that his mother had cancer, and his grandmother looked after him. But they moved to another city, far away, and Grandma couldn’t go there. And there his guardian was another grandmother, this sister. But no one ever visited him. Life slowly faded away in it, like a lamp, in which oil ends, and there is no one to finish it. Oncology ate him day after day. And he didn’t have much time to live. And at this time in another city…
And at this time in another city… Before the icon of the Mother of God, weeping, the old woman prayed: “The Intercessor of the Good, the All-Mother, the All-Merciful!” There, hundreds of miles away, my granddaughter dies in hospital, from cancer. Because he killed his mother too! You know I can’t come to him, I’m old. He’s not even baptized, I didn’t have time!! And his guardian, my sister, is an unbeliever. Oh, woe to you!! But please, Most Pure, have mercy on him, your Son, for the little one. You are my only hope… The old woman hardly rose from the floor of the temple, and with a trembling hand putting a candle in front of her, crossed herself and left the church.
And in a hospital in a distant city, a painful boy finally fell asleep under the influence of buprenorphine. And suddenly. He saw the door to his room open, and an inexpressibly beautiful woman, dressed in a scarlet and with a crown on her head, entered it. The child asked, “Auntie, are you my mother?” I often imagine how beautiful she is. And how good she is in heaven. To which the Woman smiled radiantly, and answered, squatting on the edge of the child’s bed: “I am a mother, a mother to all living on earth.” And your mommy lives near me, and I see her a lot. The child asked, “What is your name?” The woman replied, I have a lot of names. But you can call me Pantanassa.
The boy said, «What does that mean?» Pantanassa replied, “In Greek it means the All-Queen, for my Son is the King of kings.” His name is Jesus. The child joyfully said, «I know!» My grandmother told me about a good God named Jesus Christ! That He is risen!!
The Virgin (and it was She) smiled, and stretching out her hand, patted the baby on the cheek. Then she said, There in a faraway city, your grandmother prays tirelessly for you. Therefore, the Lord heard her prayer, and by the mercy of God, you will be well. Just tell the doctor to baptize you. I will!! And this. My gift to you. With these words, the Mother of God took from somewhere out of the folds of clothes a wonderful white lily, and a small icon, and put them on the bedside table. The child asked the Queen, “What is this wonderful smell?” I’ve never felt anything more beautiful. She replied, “It smells like that in Paradise, in the Garden of Eden.” Someday you will meet your mother.
Then she once again patted the baby on the cheek and with a wonderful smile disappeared into the air. In the morning, as soon as the boy woke up, he was surprised to find an icon with The Woman and a flower on the nightstand. So— I didn’t dream about her? Did you really come? What did she tell the doctor? Here in his head the voice of Pantanassa clearly said: «Tell the doctor that you must be baptized!» Soon, as usual, the doctor came around. And, of course, I noticed on the nightstand a beautiful flower with a wonderful smell. He asked the boy, “Who came to you and brought you a flower?” The kid took the icon out of his pillow and said, «She, this woman.» The doctor asked, «Ah, did she say anything?» The kid said, «Yes.» She asked me to tell you to be baptized! And she said I would be healthy! Her name is Pantanassa!
The doctor left the room in great excitement. He walked down the corridor and thought, “Did the Queen of Heaven come to him?” Thought… The Church says that children under 7 years old see angels, and lily. I guess she did. Wonderful are Your works, Lord!! Whatever happens. Thank God for everything!!!! The doctor contacted his grandmother, who was the boy’s guardian, and asked permission to christen him. To which he replied in the phone: “Do what you want!” In fact, I can even give you custody of the child if you want to take care of him. It’s hard for me. That’s what happened.
A few days later, in a hospital church in the name of St. Luke of Crimea, a archpriest specially invited by a doctor baptized a baby with the name Anastas, and in the world he remained under his own name. The doctor became his godfather and the nurse godmother. What was the surprise of the doctor when the next examination. We didn’t find a trace of a tumor!! A little bit later. The doctor completed all the documents and became the boy’s new guardian. One day. . The child called him father and his wife mother. They cried because God did not give them their children. Soon they wrote a letter to his grandmother in that distant city and described what had happened to her grandson. And a response letter… It was just four words: «Thank God for everything!»
So the prayer of the grandmother and the mercy of the Queen of Heaven saved the baby from imminent death and gave two good people the joy of fatherhood and motherhood. Finally, I will say that the lily flower did not wither for a very long time, but withered, retained its wonderful aroma. And the boy always wore it around his neck, in a special bag.
The Most Holy Mother of God pray for us!! *
Written on the basis of real events, so the author of Christ reserves the right not to name the dates and names of the heroes, as well as to change the geography and chronology of events.
God bless all who read this little story.
Author: Wanderer.
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