The Way Book. Story III

How should look like the one you would believe and listen to?
If we are talking about a financial adviser, then he should look respectable, possess all the attributes of a “successful” person - shoes, watches, a car and a woman. Right? If it is a beautician, then it should be well-cared, with trouble-free skin, always "be prepared" specialist. We are used to opening the Internet, Instagram or Facebook, and reading reviews, the unique track record, the regalia of each specialist. There is their "portfolio", there they are.
But if you see a simple, elderly person in ordinary clothes in front of you, would ou believe him? I doubt. But once you hear that this is a professor, a doctor of science, or so on, he will even become higher in your eyes, because his "battle medals" voiced to you and you immediately react to the words of this person in a completely different way.
And how should a person who talks about faith and God look like? He should wear a beard, should be dressed like a priest, speak softly and his eyes should glow with kindness, right, my reader? Or do they come for faith exclusively to church?
And if you have a poorly dressed, almost ragged, poor man in front of you, will you believe him, reader? And if they tell you that you have a candidate or a doctor of theological sciences? And if you find out that in front of you is a person who voluntarily gives the second shirt away and leaves nothing to himself, if this person is almost a saint? 
What if you have before you a simple reader of many, hundreds of thousands of religious and anti-religious books, but who have believed to such an extent that they laid down their lives for God and faith? Indeed, in order to believe and know much about God, one does not need to be a rich person, it is not necessary to be a priest, and it is absolutely not necessary to live in a monastery.
In order to help another to find the way to God, in order to heal just with the Word of God, the main thing is necessary: ​​to believe. To believe so firmly, vehemently, that no hurricane of life will move a leaf of the tree of your faith; that not a single tablet, not a single crutch is needed; to believe that much, that you give everything for faith, to the last penny. And most importantly: "The one does believe, who fulfills the commandments of God" (C) Friend.
So who in this world should be trusted to? To one who has tens of thousands of followers on his Instagram profile, or someone who helps people not to sin in one word, who, with his prayer and unshakable confidence, returns lost sheep to the herd?
If we are talking about God, then to both, my dear reader. To the one who is not afraid to publish sermons in his profile in the virtual world, where the mud pours in the comments as an uncontrolled stream of hot lava, and to the one who does not have that profile. In a war for every soul, all means are good. 
Well, only the knock of God at the door of your life is too delicate ... and too unlike the usual  way for us to sell the "rules of life of successful people."

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Once, a visitor whose children were seriously sick, came to the Points. She had 2 small sons and both had diseases with which they do not live longer than 17 years. She learned from me that God did a miracle and heals many people, and she came for help. At that time there were a lot of visitors, up to 200 people, and although there were many assistants, still we did not have time to help to everyone. And it often happened that Jesus Christ settled in one Blessed Helper. This happened, as a rule, in the afternoon, around 2 p.m., and then the cleaning was very high quality and very fast and in 1-2 minutes God cleaned the person. And at that moment, when Jesus settled in the Blessed Helper and was cleaning, He said through the helper:
- Do not laugh!
Everyone looked who laughed, and I saw that this was that woman. Then Jesus Christ said:
- Do not laugh or I will punish!
But she said:
- I did not laugh!
But I saw and everyone saw too.
In the evening she calls me and says:
- I’m probably not going to live till morning, my heart burns with fire.
- Come in the morning, and we'll see.
When I hung up, I remembered: God warned her that he would punish for laughter.
The next morning I came to the Mistress and said that this woman would come, and that God had punished her. Upon arrival, she knelt for two hours, asking for forgiveness from God, while He forgave her. And then He said that she should not come again, and that He will not help her or her children.
You can not laugh at what you do not understand, because it is fraught with punishment.

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