On May 2, the anniversary of her repose, the Orthodox Church commemorates Blessed Matrona of Moscow, one of the most beloved and venerated saints among Orthodox Christians in Russia. Every minute thousands and thousands of people turn to this saint for help, and she always answers. These testimonies, collected in the book entitled, Miracles of Saints in the Twenty-First Century, published by Moscow Sretensky Monastery, give suffering people hope that help from above will surely come. You must just believe! Ask, and it shall be given you (Mt. 7:7).
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Tatiana Reisner:
“Someone Was Guiding Her Fingers!”
My daughter was going to take an exam at a music school. Most of all, she was worried about the piano exam, as she was not very well prepared for it. Knowing how Mother Matrona helps those who take exams, she went to her relics the day before. The next day, my daughter played brilliantly, at a very fast pace! As she was playing, she realized that someone was guiding her fingers. And she couldn’t repeat it after that!
Olga Morozova:
“It Was Christmas Eve”
The first time I went to Blessed Matronushka, whose relics are kept at the Holy Protection Convent in Moscow, it was to keep my friend company. It was Christmas Eve and thirty degrees below zero, and there weren’t many people—we only queued for about three hours, while normally pilgrims stand for many hours in line to venerate St. Matrona’s relics. My friend wanted very much to get married, and although she was not a church-goer, she did not doubt in the saint’s help—it was her last hope. And she met her future husband a month after our pilgrimage.
As for me, for a long time I couldn’t find my creative direction. But six months later I entered the Theater Academy and now I have already graduated from it, thank God! I’ve heard a lot from different people about how Mother Matrona helps, and I’ve never heard of anyone who prayed at her relics departing without help. Holy Blessed Matronushka, pray to God for us!
Anna Alexeyenko:
“The Child Could See Almost Nothing”
Blessed Matrona of Moscow helped us. Three years ago, my daughter Julia started complaining that her eyesight was getting worse: everything around her looked fuzzy. One day, I received a phone call from her school and was told that something was wrong with Julia and that I should come and take my child. Julia suddenly stopped seeing what was going on around her.
I led her from school by the hand, every time warning her where the sidewalk was and where steps were. One eye began to squint noticeably—something that had never happened before. We went to the hospital, but the doctors told us that it was a vascular spasm and nothing terrible at all. But my child could see practically nothing. We managed to make an appointment with a good doctor, but we had to wait for over a week.
Blessed Matrona heals a sick man. Icon of St. Matrona with scenes from her Life A few days passed. Julia, the head of the school musical group, advised us to go to the relics of Blessed Matrona of Moscow, which we did right away. While we were traveling on the metro, I noticed that Julia’s eye had stopped squinting.
It was a weekend, a very warm day, and the queue was very long. We had queued for about an hour when a woman walked along the line, asking us to do some work for the glory of God. I didn’t want to leave the queue, fearing we would lose our place in it, but my daughter said, “Let’s go with her!”, and we went.
We were given work clothes and asked to help with work in church. I mopped the floor and cleaned it of wax, while Julia, as poor-sighted, was given another job. After that, we were escorted to St. Matrona’s relics without waiting in line. Then we left the convent and headed for the metro.
Suddenly Julia said, “Mom, I can see normally!” That’s how it all ended. Thank you, Matronushka!
Nikolai Tuzayev:
“We were left with nothing in an unfamiliar city”
My wife and I went on vacation to visit our relatives in the Volgograd region (southern Russia). I forgot my bag on a seat of the minubus, and in it were our documents, tickets for the return trip and my cellphone. And so, we were left nothing in an unfamiliar city! I rushed to the last minibus stop and asked the drivers what I ought to do. They replied, “Can you find the right car out of twenty now?” (Of course, I didn’t remember its number). A reliquary pouch with St. Matrona’s relics was around my neck, and all this time I was earnestly begging her for help. Clutching it in my fist, without removing it from my neck, I kept calling the drivers by the numbers that the guys had given me. And I entreated Matronushka all the time!
I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly they informed me that they had found the driver and my bag—the passengers had handed it to him! I can’t describe the feelings I had: joy, astonishment, gratitude to God, to St. Matronushka, to the guys, the passengers and the driver. And a strange feeling that Matronushka was close! That’s how the saint helped us. Thank you, Blessed Matronushka once again for your help to us!
Maria Utkina:
“Matronushka Always Helps”
The exams at the institute were approaching. I decided to go to Matronushka and ask for her help with admission, inviting my sisters and brother to come with me. We stood in line for three hours. Finally, it was my turn to go up to the icon and pray. After making the sign of the cross twice, I stepped forward and touched the icon with my forehead, asking… I spoke in broken sentences, stupidly and without confidence. When I finished, I felt dizzy, and something emanating from the icon enveloped me with warmth and some sort of power. I felt it very clearly. Opening my eyes so as not to fall, I made the sign of the cross for a third time and stepped aside reverently. My sister experienced absolutely the same thing.
In the end, I was admitted to the institute, even though it was nearly impossible—and my sister gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. Matronushka also helped my cousin get into the institute. And she helped our family many more times—in illnesses, in dangers, and always.
