good morning
My name is Mitsis
Argyris and I live in Kilkis in Megali
Faucet. I decided today
to
I am telling you about
an experience I had
I discussed it with my
spiritual Elder Cyril and I
he said that it is good,
my Argyris, to tell the world. Obviously
some of you will mock me
but if one of the 199
believes
what I will say I will
have done something good, I will have saved a soul.
I struggled and thought
about it
too much to say what I
have experienced because
is something that may be to some
to look too crazy.
But I have the power to
prove all this
where will I see Anyone
dare to me
say that dude that seems
excessive
i have the power and
papers and everything
to prove it. I was a
human being
who lived illegally, I
worked at night
on the bouzoukis. I had
a really bad one
life and from morning
till night only
what I did was to curse
Christ and the Virgin Mary
I didn't believe in
anything
some point
I had a heart attack
and I went to Papageorgiou
hospital. Over there
there is a man called
Mosialos Lampros is
director of
hemodynamics. So we decided
let's do a coronary
angiography and see what happens.
I continue like this
Even by the time I got
in there I was cursing
Christ and the Virgin I
said to him come down
I confront you with
words I don't want to say
and why it's so bad. So
at some point
the Kanan people did
coronary angiography
and they told me all
your arteries are silver
it's rubbish. We have to
do you
balloon and stent
angioplasty
So we started doing what
the doctor said.
I was awake drugged from
the waist down
At some point guys I
started to lose the ground under them
my legs all started to
get dark and dizzy
That was it, I closed my
eyes and
I left, left and went
somewhere else.
Where I went
it was dark
souls around me cry out
in my ears
"help" and "mercy"
it smelled bad, someone
was hitting me
I felt a strong burning
in my right hand
I just want to explain
to you exactly how
is. It's like someone
to.... is to
you live in a room with
the lights off,
someone has shut your
mouth and the
nose to not be able to
breathe, voices
to scream in your ears.
The voices
which I heard began to
shout and say
"Mercy, help, save
us, take us from here"
Then I knew I was in
hell
I realized it was me but
no
I had no body, no arms,
no legs
nothing. I made my head
like that
and I saw that I had no
body and nothing.
some point
two red eyes came across
here looking at me
and he tells me loud and
thunderous "Finally you came I was waiting for you
I'm so-and-so." He
told me his name,
is the name of the
devil, I do not want to
I am reporting it. I
want to keep this
inside me The real name
of the devil.
He then started beating
me brutally
burning my right hand
unbelievably.
They grabbed me by the
neck, they beat me.
it is an experience that
I wish I could write about
and if I had you see her
I believe that 24
24 hours a day you would
be on your knees
and you would ask God to
help you.
Of course I try to tell
my story quickly
because if I sit down to
tell everything in every detail
it is a product of
confession and some
things are good to keep
for myself too.
then Well into my
despair
for the first time in my
48 years I started to
I'm shouting God they
are helping me I believe you take me out of here
and then
I saw a light coming
towards me
the amount of go away
And I fear the darkness was leaving
a young lad stood in
front of me
blond hair with a blond
beard and green eyes
his hand grabbed my head
and said
don't be afraid i'm here
And then suddenly I
opened my eyes
and I was back in the
operating room
With the sheet covered
over the face
my. I was clinically
dead for three minutes.
The doctors in the
corner, I could hear them
they say "how are
we going to tell his wife..."
I lifted the sheet and
said,
where are you guys
what's going on
I'm here, I'm alive. My
doctor, Kostas, with Giorgos
Grammar they ran over
me, treated me, carried on
the operation without
they can believe what
has been done.
They patted me down and
took me up to the unit.
They took me up to the
unit
and that's where the
suffering begins now
The doctor comes up, he
says to me, Argyris, you know that you were
dead three minutes? Hey
George, I don't know if I was dead
but i know i went
somewhere My doctor is an atheist,
he doesn't believe in
anything, he only believes in his science.
So when they took me
upstairs, I felt incredible
pain in my right leg and
right
my hand But incredible
pain. Stinging.
I was approached by a
girl who was
nurse to give me
something to nibble on, to eat
he turns and tells me,
this is in your hand
when did you do it; I
turn my head and
I see in my hand a burn
like a crown,
like a wreath and above
three sixes
three sixes which
I brought them from
where I was back.
My doctor knows me very
well.
She knows I've done a
lot of bad things to her
my life but I never got
involved
with satanism and things
like that.
Argyri tells me I can't
explain this thing.
At that time I met a man
who
he believed in God a
lot. And on my 4th day
they gave me the
discharge to leave. My hand does not
i could lift it up and
it smelled bad.
Burning, burning sixes,
sixes. I
I still don't understand
what happened to me.
I think I went to hell.
Because I can not
to believe that this was
something else. It tells me
so the particular
person, let him be
well where is the lad,
Dimitrakis,
"I will come and
take you and I will take you to
a monastery and there we
will see what will happen."
I tell him, O Dimitri,
what stupid monasteries these are
you say; Even at that
time, my faith was almost impossible.
But I omitted to say
something. Just before I got out of the hospital like
I was lying in the unit,
Right in front of me, I
won't forget it
It had a small image.
the eyes
of this Saint they
looked at me at
eyes mine. I called the
nurse
and I say to her, please
can you
can you bring me that
picture so I can see it?
He brought me this
picture
Forgive me for my
agitation
It was Saint Paisios.
So when I got out of
there we went to
a monastery, I don't
want to mention it
name of the monastery
nor the
Old man who is inside.
We went in, with
listen, I confessed for
the first time
in my life. When I got
in what I wanted
was to smash them all
monks. I was seeing raso
and it was driving me crazy.
And really these people
three days and three nights
by prayer, by the power
of love and by strength
of the living God, the
evenings were difficult
he was coming, banging
on doors, screaming
"leave Argyris,
Argyris is mine."
The old man says to me,
or where will you
I'm doing well or I'll
die with you.
An old man who is
serious
man, most dignified and
would not enter
never bother to lie and
to
craft such a story.
So I confess to you, on
the third day I woke up
in the morning and they
were almost gone
from my hand the sixes
and this one
wreath that had been
created by burning
what they did to me
where I was
because there they beat
me, burned me, my
they did various things.
The smell, smell. The
my hand I couldn't lift
it up.
And then Dimitrakis came
to see me and his
I say, Dimitri, I want
you to do me a favor.
I want you to take me to
Souroti. Where the saint sleeps.
There a second miracle
occurs which
I really can't explain
it.
Dimitris picks me up, we
go to
Souroti and I see a
crowd of people.
But before we went to
the grave, he had a little house
and outside there were
some nuns together
with the abbess. Then
the abbess calls me
and he tells me, come! I
mean, are you talking to me?
He says, yes. Aren't you
Argyris?
I say, but how do you
know? I say, Dimitris, you told them you would
are we coming? He says,
no, Argyris, they don't know anything."
The abbess tells me, the
Saint
he told us that you will
come, come with me
and he takes me to his
grave and tells me
come, worship your
father's grave.
I worshiped the tomb
I kissed the Cross
and there the third
miracle takes place.
I'm marching to go
beyond, down
to leave, to go out into
the street, to the outside
The abbess tells me,
come with me and
I am honored to have him
take me
where the saint sat, in
this little chair, in
the bed where she was sleeping
Sorry. And I say to the
abbess,
you know how much I love
him
and he answers me
You see him
since then
I renounced everything,
I live a poor life
Christ dwells in my
house.
But above all dwells the
saint.
Saint Paisios who is
Saint to you
for me he is my elder,
my father.
I started living a
completely different life
Every moment, every
minute is next to you
my, i know it, i feel
it, he advises me
When they passed
six months from this
procedure,
in these six months I
lived
with the saint always
with me
in my soul and in my
heart,
at some point I had a
major setback.
Once again I was taken
by ambulance,
they took me to the
hospital again, at
Papageorgiou, in cardiac
surgery.
They brought me back,
the doctor came
and he says to me
"Argyri, look at me
look, we have to do
urgently
open heart surgery'.
I'll tell you exactly
what's going on.
You have two days to
live if you stay like this. If you
operate you have a 10%
chance of getting out alive
and you will not die.
Your situation is
tragic". I say,
George, leave me alone for 10 minutes
to decide and I will
tell you what I will do. Then like
I had sat on the bedside
table, I had put it next to me
me the icon of the Saint
and someone with
my ear as if he said to
me "go ahead, don't be afraid".
Then I call George and
his
I say, George, let's go
to the surgery and
you won't be alone. He
says to me, what do you mean Argyris? Along with you
someone else will
operate and hold your hands. We entered
in surgery with a 10%
survival rate. The operation lasted 13
hours and something.
They took me out, me
they went to the unit.
In the unit above,
in Intensive Care, I
don't know how
exactly... I woke up at
some point and no
I could breathe, I
understood
that I was intubated. He
ran
a doctor, a nurse, they
took the rubber out of my neck.
They tell me, things are
not good for you. The surgery
she's a little weird. We
can not
let's say everything
went perfectly.
You should at least sit
down
three or four days here
and there
we will take you down
and you will have
on you ten days the
machines".
And then it happened
another miracle in my
life. It was my first
contact now with my
Saint, with my father.
As I was lying down I
was looking at the ceiling and suddenly I felt a
a scent like
sanctification approaching me
and scent the whole
room.
And then above my head I
saw him
Saint and says to me
"Get up you lazy
what are you lying
about! You are fine! come on
get up, let someone else
come and lie down."
I honestly challenge
anyone who wants to
prove this with papers
and testimony
a great scientist. In
two days
they took off all the
machines and I walked.
The doctor couldn't
figure out what was going on. Simply
when he went down on the
second day, because I was taken down
and ordered all the
machines to be removed from me,
everything was perfect
as if I hadn't even had surgery.
He came to my bed at one
point, looked at the bedside table
and he says to me, is
this the grandfather you were talking about?
Heed what I will tell
you, an Atheist man. I tell him, He!
He then did the
following guys. Kneel down
he made the cross and
kissed the image.
And I turn around and
tell him, I won't forget it,
after all, which of the
two operated on the other? Who
of the two did he do the
other well? It was Saturday.
The very next day on
Sunday, one had come
old monk to visit
someone next to me.
What was going on inside
my chamber, whoever
he would come and get well
and leave. In there
lived the Saint. Then
this monk entered
and his eyes fell on me
and mine
he says boy what have
you done I say, open
heart. Everyone had
people there and you didn't
do you have anyone, he
tells me? I say, I don't have either
mother nor anyone. And
he answers me the following
You, my boy, have a
mother, the Virgin Mary, and more than that
your head is Angels
watching over you.
I got out of here.
Today I live this life
that I live. I do not know
what did you think of
all that I told you?
I have been diagnosed
with throat cancer.
To date I have not asked
never from the Saint to
make me well.
From the bottom of my
soul, that's all I ask of him every time
which I pray, first of
all, that he will be well
world and secondly if it
is not selfish what his
I ask, when the time
comes to
let him come and get me
himself.
He will take my hand and
take me with him. Today that I live
I adore him more than
anything else in this world. This Saint
I love him and every
moment and minute he is by my side, they have
too many little things
happen
that if I sit down and
recount them
we will eat incredible
time. Things happen to me that…
… put my hands on power
lines
and that the electricity
doesn't strike... I can't
to sit and think about
what has happened in life
me since the Saint came
into my life
This man is now
Saint, is an Elder who
it's my whole life. But
above all I love Christ.
Because my old man, I'll
say his name, never mind,
Cyril turned and said
the following to me: Argyri, you are
blessed my boy. I've
been here since I was a baby
and I did not have the
happiness to live such an experience.
This young man, he tells
me, obviously
it will be Christ who
sent you back
he gave you a second
chance.
To come here, to go
through what you go through,
so you can clean up and
leave
spotless in the other
world. I know that all
this sounds totally
crazy but you guys
I speak honestly and
tell the truth. This
lived. A most delinquent
man who
today I live the blessing
of Christ and his
Sir. I have been
approached by several people
Jehovah's Witnesses,
help me financially
to solve my problems.
No, he will live in my
house
forever, forever Christ
and Old Paisios. Of
course the Old Man
Paisios also lives with
her
my heart, he is always
by my side
I told my story quickly
so that
Don't bore me, I don't
want to go into too much
great details and I tell
you that
anyone who wants and has
an open mind
and wants to contact me,
no
I have absolutely no
problem doing it.
But I would like to say
the following. I do not know
this cancer that will
take me. I do not know
if my heart can bear it
At some point I will definitely leave
I will sleep. Everything
I lived through haunts me
to this day, I jump out
of bed.
I can't handle it, it's
unbelievable
tragic. Those voices are
still in my ears.
And no I'm not afraid of
death. I'm afraid
but where will I go?
Alas if I dare and
I go there again. May
God have mercy on me and
don't send me there
again And ending...
I want to say something
that makes my wife angry when she hears it.
All that I have and ache
and suffer
I will say something
that my father Saint Paisios used to say
in the soil all will be
healed.
