At the Monastery of Dionysiou, they once brought a young man who was demon-possessed. A long story. Normally, monasteries do not accept such cases, but because his uncle, an army officer, insisted—“Please, keep him, maybe something good will happen”—they kept him.
He caused many disturbances. One day, when he saw a pilgrim, he began shouting:
“What are you doing here? The others who come are Christians. With the things you’ve done, what business do you have here?”
The monks rushed and removed him. Then they asked the pilgrim:
“Have you confessed? When was the last time you confessed?”
He replied, “I haven’t confessed.”
They told him to go confess, since there was a spiritual father there. But he refused, thinking:
“He’s crazy—why should I confess?”
The next day, when the possessed young man saw him again, he started shouting:
“Didn’t you do this with that woman? And that? And that?”
He was revealing specific sins.
Again,
The monks intervened and removed him. They told the pilgrim:
“Don’t you see he knows specific things about you?”
He replied, “Someone might have seen me… maybe someone told him.”
Still, he refused to confess.
Eventually, after much pressure, they convinced him. Since he didn’t want to confess inside the monastery, they told him:
“Go outside, near the Monastery of Dionysiou; there is a hermitage. Confess there.”
It was afternoon. The service bell had rung, and the courtyard was full of people. Many had gathered to watch the monk striking the wooden semantron.
The man returned, having confessed for the first time in his life. As soon as he entered the monastery courtyard, the possessed man saw him from a window and shouted:
“Aha! I caught you! You thought you escaped? Now I’ll reveal everything you’ve done!”
He pretended to open a book and flip through pages:
“Where is it? Where did it go? Who erased it?”
He could no longer see his sins.
The man hadn’t even said that he had confessed. He had just walked in.
So the monks said:
“This is how we also learn—from you people. The one who confessed told us these things. We don’t learn them ourselves.”
📖 Second Story
I met in Volos a kind Athenian man, married, with four daughters. He had never been to Mount Athos. We were talking, and I mentioned demons.
The man hosting him warned me:
“Be careful what you say—he is under heavy attack from the devil.”
Later, the Athenian offered to drive me to Athens. During the trip, he told me an unbelievable story.
He began experiencing something strange:
“I suddenly feel something evil approaching me. Before I can react, I freeze completely.”
Imagine him driving and suddenly freezing—unable to move.
One day, while teaching at school, he suddenly froze like a stone. At first, the students laughed, thinking it was a joke, but then they realized something was wrong and panicked.
Doctors couldn’t explain it.
He had confessed and lived a moral life. He loved his wife deeply, and they had children. Yet something was wrong.
He told me:
“When we moved into a new house, I felt something evil there.”
He searched everywhere—even under stairs and in flowerpots—thinking maybe someone had done witchcraft. He found nothing.
One day, while driving, he suddenly saw a monk appear in the passenger seat. The monk tapped him and signaled:
“Go straight—don’t turn.”
He obeyed. The car crashed into rocks—but the rocks disappeared, and the road continued. When he stopped and looked back, the place where he was supposed to turn was a cliff leading to the sea.
The monk had saved his life.
Later, when he returned home, the evil presence attacked again—this time, his wife and children were affected. His wife saw the devil attacking her.
He fought it, praying the only prayer he knew: “Our Father…”
📖 Encounter with Saint Paisios
Later, he went to Mount Athos. There, he saw a monk—and froze.
It was the same monk who had appeared in his car.
It was Saint Paisios of Mount Athos.
Saint Paisios told him privately what to do.
What was the issue?
He had been living with his partner for years and had children with her, but they were not married, and the children were not baptized.
He didn’t think it was a sin.
Saint Paisios told him:
“Get married and baptize your children.”
He obeyed.
After that:
- The attacks stopped
- The freezing stopped
- Everything returned to normal
📖 Third Story (Baptism)
In Piraeus, a sailor met a Brazilian woman and brought her to Greece to marry her.
His family strongly opposed her and even went to a sorcerer to break them apart.
The sorcerer tried—but failed.
Finally, he told them:
“I cannot harm her. She is protected. She wears a white garment with a red cross.”
This refers to the baptismal garment.
He returned their money.
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