This happened in 1965. I was then eight years old. From the age of two I suffered from asthma, and I had serious attacks rather frequently.
One evening our family were guests at a nameday party and I began having a bad attack. Because of it, my parents decided to leave early and take me home. The hostess, whose nameday it was, persuaded them to stay a bit longer, since Vladika John was expected. Within a matter of minutes Vladika arrived and served a short moleben in honor of the hostess's nameday. Directly after the moleben my parents took me to Vladika and told him about my condition. Vladika blessed us and stroked me on the head, "Never mind, never mind, Natashenka. All will be well." We went home immediately. My parents expected that I would break into a sweat and that I wouldn't sleep all night, as was often the case during such attacks. But this did not happen. The asthma attack subsided and I slept peacefully until morning.
Natalia, nee Metlenko, Patifica, CA
A miracle occurred after I received an issue of Orthodox Life containing a photograph of Archbishop John.
I had a friend, a Muslim from Russia, who suffered from cancer of the blood and was losing his sight. He was told by doctors that within three months he would be totally blind. I placed the photo of Vladika John before the vigil lamp in my icon corner and daily prayed for my friend. Within a very short time my friend recovered from the cancer and his normal vision was restored. The eye doctors were stunned. Three years have passed; my friend reads books and leads a normal life.
Truly, Vladika John is a saint.
Victor Boyton, Australia
One morning we visited Archbishop John's niece, Mrs. Vera Maximovitch, in Valencia, and she gave us a portrait of Blessed John, which we left in the car. That afternoon we were en route to visit my brother outside Valencia, when we had a terrible accident. The car was demolished, but, miraculously, not only did we all survive, but none of us were even injured. Since that day I always pray to Blessed John.
I have a brother, a drug addict and schizophrenic, who is in a special hospital for addicts in Valencia. Because he doesn't follow the treatment properly they want to evict him. I have been praying to Blessed John, and at home I keep a candle lit for him most of the time. My brother is still at the institution, and it seems he is getting better. I also consider this a miracle, because once the psychiatrists decide to evict a patient there is little chance he can remain.
Grace Lopez, Venezuela