“Everyone who turns to me for help I will meet at their death, every one of them.”

“Who was Matrona, exactly? Matushka was an Angel incarnate – a warrior, doing battle with evil powers as if she held a flaming sword in her hands. She healed by her Prayers, with Holy Water… She was small, like a child, and often lay on her side, on her clenched fist. She also slept this way, never really lying down completely. When she received people, she sat cross-legged, her legs beneath her. She would put her hands on the head of the person kneeling in front of her, make the sign of the Cross over them, pray, and then say whatever was needful for their Soul. It seems that Matushka knew everything that was going to happen ahead of time. Every day of her life was a stream of grief and sorrow from those who came to her. She would hold the head of a weeping person in both hands, suffering with them, warming them with her holiness. The person would leave as if on wings, and many healings occurred as a result of her prayers. Matrona herself was often exhausted; she sighed heavily and prayed all night long. She had a small depression on her forehead from her fingers because she had crossed herself so very often. She crossed herself slowly, carefully, her fingers searching for this place on her forehead.” – By Zenaida Zhdanova

Four kilometers from Sebino there lived a man who couldn’t walk. Saint Matrona said: “Let him begin to crawl to me in the morning. He will reach us at about three o’clock.” He crawled the four kilometers, and left her on his own legs, healed.

“Come close, all of you, and tell me of your troubles as though I were alive, and I will see you, I will hear you, and I will come to your aid.”