The Friend

Our friends - who are they?
There are friends for fun. To communicate with them is very easy, fun, non-stressing, not burdened by moral obligations at all. You met, laughed and went on your businesses.
There are friends for despondency. They are hard to communicate with. They are always in troubles and always whining. You listen to them, look at them and realise that your burden is not so heavy as it seems. But they are heavy. To force yourself to meet with such is like going to a boring movie: everything seems to be not so bad, but sitting out for three hours of boring dull whining is akin to heroism.
But there are friends who are Friends. We can lose them and find again. We can live with those Friends on different continents, at different time zones. But we can always count on them, on their friendly ear, on their attention. We laugh and cry with them. It is never boring with them, but always after the talking or meeting, you feel like there are two extra wings have grown on your back. Those Friends will never hurt with advice, but they will help with a word. These are the people going our ways, although everyone has their own way. These people are our flashlight: when it is dark around and dawn is very far; when neither the moon nor the stars shine, and you are afraid of stumbling and breaking your neck. Thanks to them - our real friends, it is much easier for us to follow the path of life.
This is the happiness to find a Friend. Because they are our guardian angels, although they are not angels at all.  Have you met your Angel, my dear reader? Have you found your Earthly Angel?
It doesn't matter whether your answer is yes, or no. Just know that here your Friend lives here, on these pages. The Friend who will never do a harm. The Friend who is your two new wings. The Friend, who is your Guardian Angel.
Please, meet, my reader:

THE FRIEND

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I was born into a large family. I was just like the others and lived as the others do. When I was 23, my mother died. Before dying, she said that I had the most unusual hands, and that was the first something unusual about me.
In 1985 I died. We were digging a hole, and suddenly I was covered with ground. My life flashed in front of me, and the last thought was that I regret that I had done nothing good. And I died.
After 20 minutes I was dug up, and I just "turned on" safe and sound. It was a real miracle. God resurrected me. Only then I did not know that it was God. But after this incident, I stopped being afraid of something. And, in particular, I stopped being afraid of death.
God gave me a gift when I was 30. That time I was working in the Vernadsky library. One day, I took to read the book of Juna Davitashvili, where it was said: "I listen to my hands." I took it home but hadn't read and just went to sleep as usually do. At night, I see a dream: a woman at the age of about 60 came to me and said that I would be healing people. I don't know what she exactly did, but my hand turned very hot, like iron. Waking up in the morning, in the book of Juna, I read that you can run your hand along your body and feel different sensations in different parts of the body. And that's how I started to watch. First myself, then children, and then different people began to contact me: first neighbours, and then others. It lasted for about six months. During this time, the woman constantly had been coming to me in a dream and telling me who would come to me, with what problem, and what I should say. And indeed everything came true. I did what I had to and told people what I had to and it was good for them and everybody was happy. And so was I. The woman, who turned out to be my ancestor through my mom, began to come less and less. And I began to help people, to heal them. I had been working like that for 6.5 years. But my state of health over the years began to deteriorate, because, while healing, the problems of people I pulled on myself.
Then I learned that God had done a Miracle in a village in the Kyiv region, that many people go there for healing and I went there. God healed me, throwing out all this evil from me, and told me to come helping the Hostess. In that village, God gave gifts to people and gave power to me. And said that He would give me the gift of clairvoyance. This gift opened after 14 years.
All the knowledge I got there, in that village.
Here are the main ones: the truth is written in the Bible; Orthodox faith is true faith.

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Here The Way's Book is opening for you, my reader. In this book, the Friend tells stories, the fate of people, fragments of lives, deeds and effects. Lessons learned and not learned by others.
Here, my reader, is the very word, the very help and those extra two wings that you are looking for, the very ones that will bring you, as a result, where every living soul is striving to.

 Then I saw a new heaven and a new earth.
I also saw the holy city, a new Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, prepared as a bride adorned for her husband.
The city had no need of sun or moon to shine on it,o for the glory of God gave it light, and its lamp was the Lamb.
The nations will walk by its light,* and to it the kings of the earth will bring their treasure.
During the day its gates will never be shut, and there will be no night there.
The treasure and wealth of the nations will be brought there,
but nothing unclean will enter it, nor any[one] who does abominable things or tells lies. Only those will enter whose names are written in the Lamb’s book of life.
The Apocalypse (Revelation of Saint John the Divine)  21:2;23-27

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