Testimony of servant of God Larisa S, Japan
The date of my Baptism was planned in advance: the evening of September
the 7th. Due to my limited stay in Canada (several days only), right after
my arrival and short adaptation (after my 14 hrs. flight to Toronto etc.)
Father Oleg started getting me prepared for Baptism. After the Saturday
evening service we said special prayers and made necessary
preparations. After having said good-bye to the other Brothers and Sisters, we
started our way to the place for the Baptism, just the four of us, Father Oleg,
Mother Galina, Brother Michael and myself. Evening was the time chosen
to avoid unnecessary curiosity. A deserted park, on a shore of Lake
Ontario within a park lane was the site.
Even though, the evening was very quiet and warm after the day time
heat I was worried about the chill of the water or so to say "technical
full immersing of me, a grown-up? My consolation was that I was not
of the water, could dive and fully immerse. In reply to my questions,
Father Oleg smiled and told me that just the month before he had baptised
quite a tall young man, therefore my concerns were unnecessary and "technical
part" I'd learn soon by myself.
We came to the shore. I must admit that I saw the lake for the first
time and was impressed by its dimensions. Mother Galina pointed out to me
that the opposite shore was absolutely invisible and even though there was no
wind at all, quiet waves were surfing the shore: like a sea! I looked to the
left: far away I saw the bursting lights of the evening Toronto. At our
feet was an endless lake and above our heads - beautiful sky without a
Father Oleg was already standing in the water and gave us a sign to
begin the Mystery. Mother Galina and Brother Michael remained standing on the shore
within several meters of us (the shore was very flat) and I entered the
water (it wasn't cold at all) and stood to the left from Father Oleg.
It became dark and using a flashlight he started reading the prayers
for Baptism. Trying to overcome some kind of childish carelessness and
attain a necessary condition to follow the prayer, I raised my head and looked
at the sky.
My attention was captured by strange clouds in the shape of regular
diamonds, slightly stretched from one side. Before I looked away, they
rapidly started to form some kind of an image or a line. (As I suppose,
I was the only one to witness the very beginning, since Mother Galina and
Brother Michael started shouting from the shore considerably later when
they saw the whole image).
The color of those clouds was not whitish or gray as it usually happens
but had an emerald-turquoise shade. A thought popped up in my head - what
could it be? - it was the first time in my life I had seen such clouds and a
very strange feeling spread through my whole being. I lowered my head
immediately to turn my attention to Father's prayer and never raised it again until
the Baptism was over, despite loud exclamations from Mother Galina and
Brother Michael who had noticed the image of an Angel in the sky and tried to
draw our attention.
Hearing the exclamations I thought about those diamond-shaped clouds
but I was already listening to the Father Oleg as well as he went on reading
and performing the Mystery of Baptism without a minor distraction.
We came out back to the shore, he finished his reading, put on a
Crucifix on me and we started our way to the car.
I can't explain what was happening to me but I could not
raise my head even though I heard excited exclamations of Mother Galina and Michael
and knew for sure that there really was an image. I dared to look at the
sky only by turning around when everyone was already walking back. Right
there in the sky above the lake I saw a symmetrical image of an Angel
spreading across the whole sky. More truly to say it was the Angel-Cherub with
open wings. The lower part already started vanishing and disappeared, and
his wings and the head were vanishing from bottom to top right before my eyes.
"Nobody will believe, nobody will believe WHAT happened!" - loudly
exclaimed Michael. Mother Galina was also impressively surprised by such an
unexpected appearance and unexpected disappearance of the image.
Only Father Oleg, who was tired, was walking silently, perhaps thanking the
Lord deep inside.
I was quiet also, under the impression of the Baptism, trying to
comprehend the events which had happened then to me and around us.
After the Sunday morning service we shared with others what had
happened to us the night before. Sister Natasha was upset that she was
not able to come with us. It probably was more interesting to those who
were not with us that evening. I felt slightly awkward.
This is the first time I am telling about that event (I only told my
husband about it). To tell the truth, it is pretty hard for me to talk and
remember that sign. I almost did not talk to anyone about it, even to Father
Oleg, as the remembrance brings up disturbing emotions.
It seems the Divine meaning of the above sign is being
made known to me only now, after I was asked to write the present
Up until the moment of my true Baptism (after my numerous griefs, after
my useless search for the truth in ROCA and my pseudo Baptism in the MP,
(forgive me, Father Nickolay) I did not have any doubts about the path
I had chosen, about everything Father Oleg was preaching. All I had was faith
and gratitude to the Lord, Who in a divine manner cares about all of us -
guilty and unworthy, like me - and Who sent me to a true pastor.
I fear that someone could mistakenly think that the above event could
have something to do with me. Secondly - I am not sure that my chaotic
description of what happened could be persuasive to anyone. Forgive me.
I am sure that I had absolutely no influence on the sign appearing. I
was only its witness and experience now what I must experience - exclusive
realization of my own unworthiness and pettiness.
I also know that the Lord has given Father Oleg many other signs
besides the one I witnessed.
Blessed is the Lord Who always remembers us by His immense love and
incomprehensibility. For everything He does and everything what happens
to us - Glory to God unto all the ages!