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HOW AN ATHEIST CANCER PATIENT CAME TO BELIEVE IN GOD
HOW AN
ATHEIST CANCER PATIENT CAME TO BELIEVE IN GOD
By Antonios Tenedios (Skalohori, Mytilini,
Greece).
Quite
a few years ago the following real-life story took place. This story was told
to me by my good friend, Fr. Demetrios, the parish priest of the St. Vasilios
Greek Orthodox Church located at Sahtouri Street, Piraeus, Greece. I present
this story to you just as it was narrated to me by Fr. Demetrios himself.
"One
morning after the Divine Liturgy, I went to the Church office. A fifty year old
man came in to talk to me. I did not know him and I had never seen him before
in my Church. He spoke to me about a forty-two year old man who was admitted to
the hospital in Piraeus, Greece. He was diagnosed with cancer. The disease had
spread throughout his body and had metastasized into his brain. Following an
examination, the doctors had told him that there is nothing that could be done
to save his life. He was taking large doses of medicine but they did not help
him. This gentleman told me that the hospitalized man was a close relative of
his. He requested that I go to the hospital as soon as possible in order to
give him Holy Communion.
As requested,
I went to the hospital to fulfill this obligation, to administer Holy Communion
to the sick man. As soon as I entered the patient's room, it became apparent to
me that he was in bad shape. It was further verified to me that the disease had
spread to the brain and there was no chance of survival. His days were
numbered. The patient was the only person in the room. The other bed was empty.
At a certain point, the patient awakened from his coma and opened his eyes. He immediately
saw me and with great difficulty told me the following story:
'My family
admitted me to this hospital facility thirty-five days ago. An eighty year old
man was already in the room that I was assigned to. This patient was suffering
from bone cancer. He was suffering horrific pains. In spite of his pain, he
would continuously pray: Glory to you, Oh God, Glory to you, Oh God, and this
would be followed by a series of prayers. I was an atheist and I was hearing
this for the first time in my life. I had never in my life stepped foot in a
Church. This is why I became so startled when I observed that after saying his
prayers he would calm down and sleep peacefully for two or three hours. But
when he woke up again he would groan from unbearable pain. And then he
continued to pray Glory to You, Oh God!
I was
groaning and suffering from immense pain as well, but he, in spite of his pain,
continued to glorify God. I, on the other hand, in my frustration from my pain
blasphemed the name of Christ and His Holy Mother. The old man was actually
thanking God for giving him cancer. Hearing him go on like this constantly and
I, suffering my own pain, became upset with him. In addition to his constant
praying, he would daily request to receive Holy Communion.
I, the filthy
one, swore at him constantly. I would say to him 'shut up, shut up finally!
Can't you see that the God that you glorify is torturing us severely with this
cursed illness? What God? There is no God!'
The old man
would calmly hear me and reply: 'He exists, my child, God does truly exist and
He is a loving Father. Through the illness that He has given us, we are being
cleansed of our many sins.' These replies of the old man made me angrier and I
began once again to blaspheme both God and demons. I started yelling out and
saying: 'God does not exist! I don't believe in anything; neither in God, His
Heavenly Kingdom nor in the other world.'
Following
this exchange between us, the old man would calmly reply: 'Wait and you will
see with your own eyes how the soul of a believing Christian is separated from
his body. I am a sinner but the Grace of God will save me. Wait, you will see
and believe!'
He continued
to glorify God and His Holy Mother. He would say a specific prayer that
repeated the word hail for the Virgin Mary (taken from the Salutations of the
Akathist Hymn). He also chanted the hymns Oh Virgin, Birth-Giver of God and It
is truly meet to bless you.
At one point,
he suddenly stopped praying and I heard him say: 'Welcome, my guardian angel! I
thank you for coming with such a resplendent party of angels to take my soul.'
In great
shock, I opened my eyes to see before me the heavenly host. The old man then
made the sign of the Cross; crossed his arms on his chest and took his last
breath. Suddenly the hospital room was filled with brilliant light that was
brighter than ten suns. I, the unbeliever, the atheist, the materialist, saw
this miracle with my own eyes. Then an extremely beautiful fragrance filled the
room. I was dumbfounded by what I saw because I realized at that point that the
old man was right all along.
I then called
my parents and told them everything that I had witnessed and experienced. I
angrily told them off because they had never spoken to me about the existence
of God. I then invited my friends and relatives to come close to me and asked
them to tell me everything about faith in God which I had never been taught by
anyone. Dear Father, I now believe that God truly exists. This is why I am
asking you to hear my confession and for you to give me Holy Communion.' "
Glory to God
in his Saints!
Orthodox
Heritage Page 18 Vol. 11, Issue 05-04
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