THE TEARS OF A SAINT
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Now I want to tell you that we all complain about our sorrows, but Blessed John never complained, although he—the poor man—had so many troubles, and often not even his own! I myself was a witness when once I chanced to go to the church when there were no services and heard that someone was crying. Puzzled, I quietly went up the steps and entered the church. There I heard that the sound was coming from the altar. The side door was slightly open and I peeked in. To my amazement I saw the bare soles of Blessed John’s feet sticking out from behind the altar table. He was kneeling with his head buried in his hands and was weeping so bitterly. I quickly withdrew and went downstairs. It was impossible to look at.
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Fr. Seraphim Rose and Abbot Herman, Blessed John the Wonderworker: A Preliminary Account of the Life and Miracles of Archbishop John Maximovich (Platina: St. Herman of Alaska Brotherhood, 1987) from the chapter entitled, Blessed John in France: Reminiscences of His Spiritual Daughter, p. 128.