The chosen vessel. Fighting of the spirits. Miki Lazović

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      The twenty – first day has come. That morning, great – grandmother Kosana stood up and kneaded the bread dough, and great – grandfather Mitar, after a sleepless night, was still sitting on a chair near the bed of boards he had made for the child and filled with untreated wool, with his hands laid on the put stick and his head leaning against hands and dozing. He waits for his grandmother to bake bread. He will have breakfast and he will go about his business. He was put to sleep by the weak squeaking of the old wooden table, where she kneaded the bread. While he was dozing and great – grandmother kneaded bread my grandfather’s eyes opened and he looked around the room. Afterwards, God knows how long it was, he saw his father, how he sleeps and the mother kneaded the dough. He looks at her and has a strange feeling, as if he hears her thoughts:

      “My God, for what our poor child is so tormented. Have mercy on God, take him to yourself and stop his suffering so that other family members can rest.”

      “Mom, I will not die…” – my grandfather said in a weak voice. The great – grandmother trembled with astonishment and her great – grandfather jumped out of sleep.

      “God, this is our child gone mad!” – There was his first thought after the interrupted sleep.

      And this thought heard my grandfather.

      “Daddy, I have not gone mad…” – again my grandfather said.

      They both have lost the gift of speech from surprise. They could not believe either their ears or eyes. Then the great – grandfather stood up, went to the child, took a weak body in his arms and cried for joy. To this joy joined great – grandmother and the rest numbers of the family of my grandfather, who came up from the next room. At that moment everyone was happy. As well as the last time, when all this happened, a message spread through the village that the boy had woken up from a coma. Again, neighbors, relatives and friends visited him. Many visits my grandfather slept because of exhaustion, but many times, when he did not sleep, he called his father and silently whispered to him what the guests thought. Great – grandfather asked him to remain silent not letting him say anything to the guests, so that they did not recognize the secret of my grandfather.

      “Sonny, only be cured and fully strengthened. The father will take you to the priest, so that he read the prayers and all the evil left you!” – Whispered his grandfather, stroking his hair.

      So, day after day, week after week and a month and a half later my grandfather completely recovered. His grandfather Demetrius again began to deal with him. Now the child showed even greater success.

      One day father took and brought him to church. He told the priest Gavril everything that happened. At the end he confessed:

      “We dare not think anything wrong with him. He reads our thoughts as literate, as if it was a book.”

      “Mitar, can you stay with us for two or three nights, because we hope that the day after tomorrow, or on the third day, Grace will come to our church and make a decision on what to do with the child.”

      Great – grandfather agreed, they slept two nights and on the third day Grace Theodosius arrived. Pop Gabriel told him everything and Grace ordered to take the child to church, teach literacy and drive evil spirits out of him. This was reported to my great – grandfather and he, having no other choice, left his child and returned home alone. Father Demetrius was waiting for him at the door of the house.

      “Son, what did you do with the child?”

      “Dad, you know that our child is possessed by an unclean spirit and I left him in the church at the behest of Bishop Theodosius, so that he could read prayers all year long and his body was cleansed of sin. He will learn to read and write too.”

      “Oh, sonny, I do not know whether you made a mistake or not…”

      That night, my grandfather’s grandfather again entered into spiritual contact with the previous Chosen One and asked him to explain what had happened. He received the answer not to interfere, the child had to spend the next year in the church, in order to learn to read and write, and then it could be possible to continue studying with him until his perfection. Then Demetrius calmed down.

      After admission to the church the grandfather began to live a completely different life than the one he lived before. In the church he must do all the deeds demanded of him. He had to read, write numbers, letters and constantly pray that evil spirits emerge from his body. So, the days passed. He prayed to God more and more connecting with the spiritual realm, he studied and constantly kept the mystery of the Chosen One, which he would improve with his grandfather after leaving the church. So, this long year passed.

      Exactly one year later, at the end of the day, Grace came to the church again. All gathered to meet him. They greet him, kissing his hand, and when my grandfather’s turn came, the Grace said:

      “My son, tell me how you live?”

      “Thank you, thank God!” – Replied the grandfather.

      “Today is exactly a year since we received you here. Tomorrow your father will come and take you and I came to see what they could do to you and, with the hope of God, we will return you back to your parents.”

      Indescribable joy flooded my grandfather’s soul. Again, he will be at home with his parents, with his brothers and sisters. Tears of joy flowed down his face.

      “Do not cry, son. This is the will of God and God’s providence. They told me that the Spirit of God helped you to learn, read, write, add and subtract incredibly quickly”, – “the old Grace told him. But, son, let’s see if it was possible to expel the evil spirits from your body.”

      And my grandfather is a child as a child. In fact, he did not even know why they left him in the church. He prayed with all his heart that evil spirits should leave his body, but He did not even fully know what it was. And now, happy to go home, he told the Bishop that he prayed every day and there are no more evil spirits in his body. Some inner feeling told him that these unknown evil spirits could spoil his departure home.

      And then the lord asked:

      “Can you tell us, do you see what is going to happen here with us and do you hear any of those present?”

      Grandfather was delighted and at that moment thought: “Finally, I can tell him everything that I see and feel, but others have not allowed me to do this.”

      And my grandfather began:

      “I see, my Reverend Bishop, that soon these Turkish bandits will lose all power in our region. We will lose Shkoder (Shkodir, or Shkodra, Serb Skadar) is a city in Albania, located on the shore of Skadar Lake) and a lot of our land, and then the days will come when we will fight a lot. Death will be at every step and many innocent people will suffer”, – my grandfather said and for a moment he looked at the Grace, Reverend Mother, priests and sisters and on all faces he noticed an expression of surprise.

      “He is possessed by demonic forces!” – Shouted the Bishop and began to be baptized.

      After him the others began to be baptized.

      “Do not be baptized, demonic force, you cannot deceive us!” – Again shouted the Grace to my grandfather, who, seeing that everyone was baptized, also began to be baptized.

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