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|Sharbel the Blessed|
proclaimed Blessed december-5-1965.|
| At the closing of the second
ecumenical council (Vatican II). In the presence
of thirty five hundred catholic bishops, from the
entire church around the world. After studying
these following four miracles by the church, and
after achieving a legitimate investigation with
over twelve witnesses for each miracle. The church
took in consideration two of them.
We took the initial to put in
details, the storys of these four miracles,
knowing of how intrested some people are, to know
details of the cause and the developping of
illness. And the details of the healing, and it`s
spiritual result. And also to make it known, how
precise and definite the church are to determine a
The healing of Akl Wakim
He fell down from the bycicle
Wakim was a student of Al Hickmeh school. And it
come to pass that one of his teacher`s father
died, in the town of Bekfaya, in April-11-1940.
So he went there with four of his comrades, for
condolessences. He was at the age of fourteen.
Coming back on bycicle, in a place called Jouret
Al Zaitoun, the way back from Bekfaya, where
rolling down the hill becoming very severe. He
fell down of the side of the road at a height of
8 meters. He broke his hip, and a stone pierced
His friends, with the help of a
municipal police from Intelyas, took him home,
in Al-Quarantina-Beirut, in a complete loss of
- A Simple matter!
When his parents
saw him in this state, they were very troubled,
and rushes him to doctor Boulos Toutenjey.
So he found his hip got loosend and his leg was
turned out backwards. He also got deep wounds on
his side, his chest and his face.
The doctor tryed in vain to
bring back the hip to its place, for half an
hour. Then gave up, and said, to take him to
some specialist. They aimed to doctor Rizk, and
did not fined him. Finally headed to the
American University Hospital. It was 11-PM. So
they treated the wounds with bands, and said to
wait for tomorrow till the physician comes.
The next day, doctor Samy
Haddad came and checked him. Then X-Rayed him,
after that, gave him a surgery. And told his
kin, his situation is a simple matter, he`s
done. His hip was mooved of, and I brought it
back into its place. He remained in the hospital
for six days.
Then came back home. And stayed
lying in bed on his back for three weeks. Then
when he tried to walk, he found his leg jamed,
both the hip and the knee
- His leg don’t heal !
parents took him to what is called,
Arabic-Physician, (Someone who practice ancient
medicine, used back in the old days, especially
for bone fractures. Sometimes are efficient)
name Elyas Arbeed in Al-Msaytbeh. He treated him
with a hot water bath, plus some variable steam
warming, he massaged the injured leg with some
creams. Now the boy start bending his knee, but
not his hip. Next Mansour Saab from
Al-Rmayleh also an Arabic-Physician
treated him the same way, and did
Two months later, went back to doctor Haddad
in the American University, and after an X-Ray,
he proclaimed, his leg won`t heal even with an
open surgery! And they asked him the cause? He
answered: there are some blood that dried out in
the the hole where the hip bone sit!. So they
said how did you say last time he was healed?!
In answering back said: I am responsible for my
patient as long as he is in the hospital, after
leaving I`m not.
- Shy to walk around with young
Akl went back to school to finish
his scholastic year, and he stayed six months
the way he is.
One day he jumped from a
locomotive. And not dare to tell his father,
that he hurted himself, fearing him been severe
in straighting his son.
His leg got worse. And as he is
growing one leg is growing, and not the other,
and his walk got more defected.
Now again they consult an
Arminian (Arabic-Physician), from Bourj Hammoud.
So he hung at the boy`s leg a bag of sand weight
15-kilograms. But also no benefit, with that
Now his hip look bumpy. And the
shortness of his leg forced him to wear a boot
of 7-centimeters higher then the other. Even so,
he was walking to much bended. And don’t want to
walk around, with young ladys, because he
- Carying a gun!
showing of his hip, which makes every one that
sees him think, he is carying a gun, or a meal
maybe on his side. And it happen that if he want
to sit or kneel down, he got to bend the natural
leg to the back and the crippled one to the
front, for the hip bone was jamed, and if he
ever walked for five minutes, he feel great pain
and needed to rest.
Then people was counseling his father,
to take him to that great Surgeon, Rovrito for a
surgery. But he refuses fearing that he may get
- He became a heavy burden on his parents
Finally they left him as
And he became like a dependent
parasite. No one is able to give him a job. His
application to join the departement of public
works for the state was rejected. Nor accepted
at the railroad company, where his brother got a
The only chance left, was to
open a grocery store, in order to make a
He had to ride the bike, only in
the way down, using his right leg only, and
could`ve not ride it back in the way up. And
also could not bend to the floor, nor bow down,
if needed, but by bendind his back, and his
right leg, and stretch the left one to the back.
He stayed like that ten years.
Doctor Hanna Al-Ryashi`s wife,
(Akl`s doctor), always told her sons, whenever
they vexed her asking for bikes, in answering:
look what had happened to akl from
- Toward Sharbel
Akl heard about saint Sharbel`s
miracles. So he decided to visit him one
But when his brother heard about
the healing of Mary Jamil Maalouf, and the fact
that she was born crippled. He aimed to her
house to verify that.
And when he saw that. He went
back flying to his brother`s store like crazy
and told him: <Shut the store, shut the store
now!, his language showed he was thrilled and
amazed! Akl asked him why you want me to shut
down now?! Repeated: Shut the store now, we want
to pay a visit to saint Sharbel, Mary Jamil was
healed! Akl felt great fever of faith, and now
he got motivated for the visit. And shuted down
Here some people laughed, and
said what possibly he`s going to do, or gain,
ten years already passed, and yet he is
- One Cabinet Minister is complaining
Emile Lahoud minister of
finance portfolio, rushed to the palace of the
president of the republic, Bsharah El-Khoury.
Mad! with loud voice said:
-The noise that flares out, about that
monk (Sharbel) is comic. And what is uglyer,
that the press got infected by.
It is our duty to put an end for
The first lady interfered
-We need to see plainly, what is going
on there, this is the only possible way for us
to know the truth.
The minister continued:
-It don`t smell good stuff. Must be
some wile there.
How shame, this is happening in
Lebanon! Lebanon the civilisation, the
advancement… And now we hear talking about some
denounced flagrant conjuration!.
The president answer with
-Emile you are the favored one to
clearify this case. Go up to Ennaya, and see
what`s going on. And when you come back we`ll
take the eligible action.
-People are crazy! furtherd the
minister, < Today one of my neighbors named
Akl Wakim, who have been ill for over ten years.
Now they took him to Ennaya. And the whole
neighborhood have nothing else to talk about but
him. Ar`nt these but just feeble minds>!?
With a hint the president cuted
of his minister saying:
-We are relying on you to go and bring
us the good news. Verify by yourself. Comeback
and tell us. We are waiting for you.
The minister car rolled thrue
the roadway curbs to Ennaya. By Toarzayya,
Ehmej, Mesmesh, Ennaya (villages in the
mountains the roadway to the monastery) he saw
the crowds fullfilling the highways, the
streets, the roads, even the very narrow roads,
are all jamed because of this heavy traffic,
flowing like rivers in the way to the sea. It
was almost impossible to drive thrue.
The minister resented from this slowness, and
the fact that many people knew him and were
The abbot received the minister
and was surprised too! from such a sudden visit
by a fame politician.
- Stood up and walked
Akl and his brother Tanios, his
mother and his two oncles, took a car straight
Akl took a vow that if he got
heald, he will fast for a week, eating
bread and drinking water only. And he was
praying all the way long, in his
heart, the (Our Father, and Hail
Mary), without looking around him, nor to
the left or to the right.
When they arrived, Akl entered
straight to the tomb, even with a big
difficulty, making it thrue the mobes. And throw
himself on the ground under a table used
for lighting candles. He was praying with the
audience, the petitions for our Lady Mother of
God. His mother was wiping the tomb with her
hand and rubing his side, then catching some
soil from the grave and putting it in his
They were almost half way yet
reciting the petitions for the Theothokos.
Then he felt suddenly, like an
electric circuit running thrue his hand, passing
from the palm to the elbow. Now at the elbow the
circuit got stronger, he got scared and shiverd!
He mooved shuddering! Then found his
crippled leg kneeling normaly next to the
natural one! He was astonished! He implore much
stronger repeating in his heart, I hope this
will be the miracle. And kept praying back with
the crowds. And yet he wasn`t sure of the
occurence of a complete healing.
When the petitions ends up. He
stood up and walked. He was feeling he
progressed. But he did not dare to declare that,
fearing a scandle!.
- An Orthodox witness
Doctor Antoine Al-Shamy, was the
physician for the monks hospital in Jbeil. And
sheikh Rajy Zakariyah, an orthodox man,
inspector of the directory of tobbaco in Jbeil.
And they Were discussing father Sharbel`s
phenomenon. The doctor proposed the visit of the
sepulcher. It was about 3-PM, arriving, right
before the tomb, they found Akl Lying down under
the candle table, and the candles melting down
and dripping on his clothes. So they asked him,
what`s with him? He answerd: I`m in pain I am
sick. So they shared a prayer together for a
moment, then they left and aimed to the hall to
rest, along with the minister Emile Lahoud.
Then sheikh Zakariyah said to doctor Shamy:
Apparently nothing is happening today! No
- The bells ringed
When Akl walked out of the
tomb`s hall with his mother, he said to her: It
seems now I`m meandering on the right leg
instead! Perhaps I`m heald! And he went walking
fine, bending, kneeling and standing. His oncle
start applauding from joy saying: nephew you`re
heald! Right there he took of the high
boot of his left foot, and start walking well.
Seeing that, the people was so amazed and
zealous. Shouting applauding in the outside, and
the bells ringed.
- I am a believer in God
When minister Emile
Lahoud heard the bells ringing, he thought the
people are welcoming him. Grouchy he became, and
said to the abbot: please! I`m not here in a
legitimete visit, so calm down these
manifestations outside, and stop the bells
ringing. The abbot answerd with a significant
smile he couldn`t hid it, saying: it is true you
surprised us with your visit. But this is not on
your account, your exellency, we was not
informed of your visit!. Perhaps these good
people have seen some miracle and start
The minister screemed terrified!
Miracles! And pulled himself out thrue the
crowds, along with doctor Antoine El-Shamy and
the orthodox witness sheikh Rajy Zakariyah which
was squeezing from every side. Now while passing
the courtyard, he saw a young man hastening
towards him, vigorous, delighted, rejoicing,
surrounded with part of his kin, and friends,
applauding and cheering.
He knew him: this is Akl Wakim
shouting to him: you! Are here! Your exellency?
So the minister answered him with a question:
you are Akl? or I am wrong? Akl answerd: yes
That is me, myself, as you see… I by the
intercession of saint Sharbel am heald!
The minister put a hand on his
forthead, puzzled, trembling, mumbling as if he
in a dream, and said: something bizarre like a
dream! Then looked back to the abbot who was
following him and said: father I don`t know what
is happening to me. I know this man he had
permanent disability for some ten
The power of God had heald him.
And heald me of disbilieving!
I believe in God. In saint
Sharbel. In the Catholic church. In heaven…
- He gained repentance
At night Akl came back home, and
he was walking with fortitude.
And now for straight fifteen
days people filled the house
congratulating him for this marvelous event.
No more meandering, no more
pain. But the growth of the muscles of the left
leg was happening gradualy.
Akl`s behavior was not
favorable, and a bit rebellious. He also
complained and murmured little bit to much from
having no job.
He wasn`t visiting the
church repeatedly. He had no warmth towards
After his healing, he changed
and became a peacefull person, and start
practicing religion. Repentance took place in
his life. He was not letting go any spiritual
act or obligation.
Also whenever he got the chance
and receive enough money for cab, he go visit
saint Sharbel, to pray and work for free, in
order to ratify and show gratitude, to the doing
of saint Sharbel with him. So he do carry on his
side which was the bad one, heavy bags of sand
and stones, vigorously.
- The healing of an atheist
Edmond El-Khoury from Sid
My brother Edward`s right hand
was paralyzed. And did not receive healing, even
after his visit to saint Sharbel.
But Akl Wakim`s event, had
touched me deep.
When I always thought that,
there is no power superior to men`s. But after
that marvel, I start believing in a godly power,
above men. And I happen to start longing and get
ready, for worship and for religious dutys.
My ideologys use to be, that: It
is enough for man to achieve social courtesy
towards one another. Without tyring myself
thinking about religious facts or engagement in
But now my inner part has
changed towards this concern. And if untill
today I`m still behind, I know this is because
of the way I was raised. Things that are rooted
in, takes time to be changed.
July-25-1950 I was shot
mistakebly in my stomach. A bullet ripted of my
intestins in seven spots. I was taken to the
hospital under a critical conditions, and
received a very delicate surgery.
The best part of my healing was
this: the minute I got shot I took for
refuge saint Sharbel, and I said to him, Oh
saint Sharbel save me! Like you saved others!
And in deed I was saved. And thanking God,
I got out of the hospital within fifteen
- A Dancing Walk
Minister Emile Lahoud testified;
I saw a man old in his days, entering the
monastery, he could`ve barely walk, with big
difficulty! Then after a little while, I saw him
climbing the stairs that take you to the church,
down in the buttom floor. He was making it
without anyone`s help, without a cain to lean
on. Then the hall of the monastery, he took it
in a dancing walk!.
Mymy karam from Baskinta, worke in tailoring.
She had the muscle of her leg paralyzed. She
walk hunchbacked, and catch her knee with two
hands to lift it up during walking.
But after her visit to saint
Sharbel, she start walking just naturally.
The minister added:
After these Supernatural events:
My faith got rooted, and my cult became
The unsure and hesitaters, came
back to the faith.
The faithfull increased in
faith, and their reasons facing athiests got
The athiests who stick to their
athiesim, got just shocked.
Boulos A Akiki
uncured blood pressure
1943 he start having blood pressure. And after
his brother Farres died, his sickness got worst.
And caused him a (تكلس
في شرايين) of the heart. Bsharah
Dehhan physician, treated him. And gave him the
prescription of the designated medicines used in
such incidents, which is consisted of Iodized
materials. And a special diet program
prohibiting: meat, pasta, fishs, eggs, gravy,
alcohol, caffeine, and definitely no smoking.
And he allowed him eating, vegetables,
especially if boiled, and little bit of meat
without any grease, once a week. And also told
him repeatedly: be watchfull on your diet, you
are still a young man.
Boulos followed the treatment.
And fasted ten days, with little bit of water.
And that was of no effect.
His blood pressure was going
between 22 to 24 the high, and 11 to 12 the low.
And he happen to have short breathing, inflation
of the liver, trembling in the nervous system,
migraine, weak vision. He was
continiously in pain. He get troubled eating!
Cannot walk more then five hundred yards,
without taking a rest. He also had chest pain,
and the pain go unto the left hand all the way
to the fingers. On the top of all; During the
crisis his heart beat cease. Physicians use to
treat that with special needles, that stay
hunged under the skin.
He was living terrifyed.
His doctor defended him living
in mountains. (Which, three quarters of lebanon
Now in the summer of 1946 he was
in Hrajel (an elevated mountain), to spend a
small vacation at his brother`s house. It was
night when a crisis hited him. This one
physician came and checked his blood pressure,
it was high 23! Then he lost conscience. His
family now picked him up and took him home, down
to the city. After the crisis he took four days
to recover, he was tired and got treated with
all these medicines.
Linda his sister in law,
Farres`s widow, use to give him service
with his old mother and the handmaid, Leila
The members of the house was
always attentive not to disturb him. But in the
contrary they did work so they don’t tire
He, once a while use to go check
on his trading market store in Beirut. And also
his gardens in Wata Nahr El-Kalb. He was the
one, taking care of all this work, before
illness had puted him to retirement.
Coming back home, he go straight
to his bed and stay.
He was always scared of death,
as if he was about to die, at any minute. And
because of despairing, he decided one day to
write all his heritage down for the benefit of
his nephews, whom he raised, the sons of his
deceased brother Farres.
Then one day he stoped taking
his medicines, and treatments, believing in it`s
vanity. It was one week before a visit to saint
- Light is shining from the tomb
aimed to Mar Maroon monastery, from all his
heart with christian faithfulness. Along with
his cousin, his oncle Semaan, Amin El-Faloughy`s
wife, Linda his sister in law, and her two
daughters, Antoinette, and Georgette. Each one
was aiming having his owne mind, and petitions.
Arrived to the monastery, and
visited Sharbel`s tomb.
Boulos, in piety the tears
dropped of his eyes. And everybody have seen
light shining of the tomb. And he was rubing
with his hand, the marble stone that is on the
tomb. He have seen two miracles happening while
there, this had touched him, and strenthened his
faith. He shared a procession with a group of
people praying, crying, and imploring.
Then he felt an ease and inner
joy. And also felt he was healed.
Then Boulos ate of what they got
with them, some sardine, and eggs…
When they return home. He ate
with his kin and slept comfortable.
And since then he start smoking
Linda broughted with her a
little branch of an Oak tree from the yard of
the monastery, as a blessed relic. She soaked it
in water, and it oozed out a burgandy color like
wine. He drinked some of it. His body shiverd
little bit. Then he felt getting reliefed from
The pain he had for all these years. The next
day, he got diarrhea. And as fat man,
he checked his weight, he found that he
lost two kilograms!. Diarreha stoped after the
forth day, when he kept drinking of that water
for eight days. Then kept loosing weight, one
kilogram a day. He felt comfortable, and start
climbing the stairs without fatigue.
After that he bounded for doctor
Dehhan, laughing and on his face the signs of
happiness and joy. He extended his hand, so
confident of himself that there is no more blood
pressure, and told him, take my pressure.
So the doctor did and it was natural: 14on 8 !
he repeated the checking twice, then looked
astonished at Boulos: what have you done
Boulos?! Who else treated you then me?! I know
your illness is uncured!
So he told him what had Sharbel
did to him.
He was amazed and told him
Boulos: What is for God, and father Sharbel, and
his saints, is not for doctors, he is
Even so he did not believe this
result is gonna last long!. For that he asked
Boulos to pass by once a week for a test to
verify, was this going to last or not. Also he
asked him not to keep any diet, but to eat
freely drink and smoke.
So Boulos did, and he was passing by
the doctor once a week, and the result have not
He also start going to the
mountain more often without any problem.
Many was touched with such a
story, and visited him
- The Oak water
Akiki`s widowed testified: I had a nine years
old daughter, whom was permanently ill. This was
caused by a high fever. She was checked by
many physicians, and got no result.
After the visit for saint
Sharbel, I started giving her water of that oak
This one night, the church was
all adorned. So my daughter asked her oncle to
go visit and see the ornament, he objected,
telling her how ill is she. And she said: no
oncle, the saint appeard to me and told me,<
you are going to sleep tonight, and tomorrow you
will wake up with a regular body temperature of
This what happened. And she got
healed, thanks to God.
- The healing of the spirit
healing of Boulos, had its influence on the
region. Big part of people came back to the
faith more then before.
Boulos had not enough
warmth, in persevering religious dutys. But
after the healing took place in his life, his
fever augmented thousand percent. And he started
persevering to approach holy sacrements, Masses,
confessions, and also attending church
conventions or assemblys. People who was away
from the church, came back with warmth. They
start coming frequently to the church. Among
them, someone named philip Asaad, who was also
away from the church. Now he is first among
active and zealous members. And he says,
was one who does not like church. But today, I
like attending daily masses, and I also like to
take costumers every day to saint Sharbel (he
was a cab driver) to take advantage from the
Anyone of Boulos neighborhood or
connections got sick, Boulos ask his sister in
law, to give him water of that oak tree branch
for healing. Some muslims people ask him relics
of saint Sharbel. (Boulos lived in an islamic
neighborhood). And he gave them.
Sister Mary Abel Kamary
- complete health
Sister Mary was since her youth, living the
common life of a christian villager girl. At
home and in school.
She later on joined the
monastery, and became a legal nun. She was
striving for sanctity. With a very good manner,
and a good example to others, she was very
pious, zealous, of a good spirit, nice behavior,
and a clear mind. Very diligent in doing some
work, she had sobriety, and wisdom in her
precisions, enlighted, sharp mind, just
judgment, strong will. And she is someone who
measure things with her mind, not with her
She became a teacher, in the
elementary school, which belong to the
She also had a very good health
conditions, and a strong body.
- chronic sickness
New year`s day 1936, sister Mary got
inflicted by vomiting, that stayed with her for
The mother-superior checked on
her, and brought her, doctor John Shamy. And
after checking her, and see how healthy she was,
with a strong body, he said: this is nothing but
a nervous situation of the system, coming from
her sharp mood. He informed to treat her with a
standard medication like some carbon.
But vomiting kept going, and
increases day after day. And her body was
lessening. Even though, she kept persuing her
duty in school, regurarly till the end of the
The day of the exams, she was
attacked by a dizziness, and she couldn`t
continue doing her job.
She was sent to rest. The next
day, she was trying to get up. Here she start
sweating, and passed out.
She was so skinny at that time,
and already lost thirty kilograms.
She went to doctor Yousef
Hetteh. And when he saw her that skinny, down to
the bones. He gave his guidance, to be well fed,
and rest, and change climat, and said: we cannot
give her any treatment nor pass any surgery,
with such conditions.(that she is very
She was sent to Ain Zheltah,
(village in the south), but it wasn`t fittable
for her. She got caught by diarrhea, and start
vomiting untill she got exhausted. From there
she was sent to Hemmana, (village in the
mountain), where an egyptian physician consulted
her Joseph Marajel, a specialist for
stomachache. He happen to be there for summer
vacation. He gave her a treatment for eight
days, with a special diet program. Vomiting had
diminished, considering the small amount of
food, and its light quality. Then the doctor,
ordered an X-Ray. And the result was an enormous
ulcer in the intestin. The doctor gave her as
treatment some injection. But no result.
After that she was sent to
doctor Baaqlyni. And when this one consulted
her, he start blaming and cursing the pysicians
who treated her untill now.
And she was deliverd to
the Sacred Heart, the french hospital, in
Beirut. So they execute for her a treatment
of series of injections, serum and a
stomach wash, by a hose.
Vomiting kept increasing, and blood is
showing in the stools.
She was X-Rayed again. Doctor
Baaqlyni then decided a surgery.
So the surgery was done, in the presence of
doctor, Ibrahim Abou Haidar, and a list of other
adjoining doctors. The surgery took two and half
an hour. They found the gallbladder the kidney
and the intestin are connected together.
She stayed in the hospital for
over thirty days. And the cut was left open for
excretion of pus, thrue a tube that was
connected to her belly. Later on when the the
cut was stiched out. She start vomiting again
more then before. And some yellow to greenish
liquid was seen when she throw up. They assumed
(doctors), this is a result of a nervous act.
They tried to keep away from her
the recipient where she do vomit in. And she
tryed to press on herself not to throw up. But
Then she received another
surgery, and that was for four and a half hour.
Doctors found this time, that the gallbladder,
kidney and intestin sticked again together, and
not only that, but the liver and all the
intetins are now sticking with together.
Doctor Baaqlyni couldn`t finish
the surgery, because her heart was running with
hundred and seventy beat per minute.
He lost hope of achieving all
the seperations of all the organs. So he gave
up, then left her alone, to God`s mercy.
Her condition became critical.
Therefore she received the sacrament of
Annointing for death. And she stayed under risk
for a while.
She ubstained from eating. And
she was nourishing from the serum only. Later on
she started eating again, and again she`s back
throwing up, this time lesser then before.
Doctor Baaqlyni foretold that this is only a
momentary recovering attributed to the inner
cleaning he achieved in the surgery.
She left the hospital in mid
october, aiming to Bekfaya,where she stayed
three months. And vomiting start increasing
About 1938 she was sent to
doctor Kalimat, in Hotel Dieu hospital. He
indicated to extract the gallbladder. She
refused after taking the permission of her
superior, seeing what she went thrue for no
Then she was sent to the
monastery of the beginners for rest. Right there
she spent many years, between life and
She wasn`t given big job to do,
but teaching catechism, and giving some personal
In the beginning she was walking
back and forth in the monastery, without no
one`s help. But because of to much vomiting, she
got very weak, and she could`ve not walk without
a crutch, and a nun to lean on.
In mid 1941, she had a stroke,
she turned dumb, her right hand was paralyzed,
and she had severe pain in her spine, up to the
back of her head, to where she couldn`t sit
She had more then one stroke,
which put her just near death. And father
Yousef, the youth preacher gave her again the
death annointing. After seven days, she got just
a bit better, but her hand stayed inoperative,
and the pain in her back stayed still.
Doctor Abi Haidar, and doctor
Michel Farhat, from Hammana, agreed, that the
cause of this Crisis, was weakening and dryness
in the bones and in the vains, coming from bad
Her hand stayed inoperative for
seven years. And one day got healed because of
annointing her with some soil. The
mother superior had brought it from Rome. That
healing took place the following day of the
Then she stayed like this,
untill 1950. Crisis flares much often, and
vomiting accompanied her. Then her teeth got
ruined. And worst she became.
Doctor Hikmat Jabbour was
consulting her, and kept saying her sickness is
uncurable. Her stomach is not able to hold even
light food, nor any liquid. Father Yousef the
Jesuit, the youth preacher said, he does not
understand how possible, sister Mary Abel still
alive, since she vomit any thing she eat. And
every time he sees one of her nun`s sister, he
asked if sister Mary was still alive?!
She remained in bed, ajoining
with the recipient for vomiting. Then she
could`ve no more get up from the bed. And every
body was expecting her death, at any moment.
In her sickness she showed
extraordinary virtues: her patience, her smiley
face, her longing for prayers, and her
complete surrounding to God`s will. Sometimes
they called her: nun saint.
- They brought her to die in here
She heard news about saint Sharbel`s
miracles. And his picture is on her bed, and she
is wearing his relics on her neck.
She, before visited him was
imploring him, saying: if you have the will to
cure me let me see you in a dream.
Not to long after that, she saw
him in a dream. He appeard to her wearing a
white garment, standing next to her bed,
extending his hands above her, then dissapeard.
Another time he appeard to her
in a dream, and gave her the blessing.
The first time he appeard to
her, she told the nuns. And they asked her if he
look like the picture that present him, where he
is drawn kneeling on that reed platform, which
was the only known photo for saint Sharbel, back
then. She answered: no he does not look like
that! So they said back: then this is not him.
However this did not weakend her
faith in him. Also she never asked to visit him,
but she wished of. Knowing for sure he`s going
to heal her.
In July-11-1950, she visited
saint Sharbel, accompanied, with mother Isabelle
Ghrayeb, the mother superior of Jbeil monastery
whom she was insesting telling, sister Mary`s
mother superior of how dueable is taking her to
Ennaya`s monastery. Also with Matyld Zanbaka
Al-Bawshriyeh monastery mother superior, the
elementery teacher mother Bernadette Neffaa, and
sister Leotinyn Rahmeh.
In the way there, she was very
disturbed. She was vomiting all the way up. The
car was stopping every other moment, so the nuns
give her injections. They were scared she may
die, on the road. They even thought to have her
resting in Jbeil monastery, one night before
getting to Ennaya. But she refused.
And after five hours on the
roads. Finally they arrived, but she was
decayed. She was brought out of the car on a
seat. People around her, seeing how she look,
said: how narrow minded are these Jesuit nuns!
They brought her to die in here! Let her die on
her bed at home!
- Throw me with the poors
Michel El-Sroujey, victor Ghawi, and fouad
El-Sayegh, official employees, of the health
squad departement, for Ennaya`s monastery,
carried her to the tomb, on a chair.
Upon entering the tomb area, and
upon laying her hand on that peace of marble
that is on the tomb, she felt like a tremor in
her back, and a power entering her body. And
also she felt the presence of the saint in that
place; the feeling she didn`t have, nor before
the empty coffin, or in the church, but at the
active tomb where the saint`s body exist (there
are some empty coffin there, where the saint`s
body was layed, throughout the examining period,
by the order of the head church).
Then she was taken to a
room where she was layed down on a bed,
which was prepared for her. She was offered some
fruit. The minute she ate she throow up.
At night she told mother superior Isabelle
Ghrayeb: I don’t sleep on a spring bed. Throw me
with the poors, on the floor by the tomb`s
Ground! But she answered: there is no room
for you by the tomb!. So she submited and said
to saint sharbel: Look you are a monk, and so do
I, you know what obedience is. So I obey, and
the rest is on you.
Then she pass that night praying
with the nuns, in a room that was prepared for
The next day, early morning, the
nuns participated, in a procession for the holy
Host, then a Liturgy, then after Holy Communion.
She was put in the tomb`s room before the marble
of the sepulcher. Right there she participated,
with three Masses. Also she was sharing with
people, their cases and pray like them: they
cry, so she did! they mourn, also she did!.
An extraordinary state of prayer
was shadowing over, in the room, with a special
common loving feelings.
At that point she start feeling,
painfull anguish in her haunch, and more in her
right knee, but she foresaw goodness in that,
and said to herself: he is healing me no doubt!
Because she heard before: that if he is willing
to heal, he increases pain.
- A touch from God
At nine fifteen
AM, after finishing a walk that was held, from
the monastery to the cell, (where saint Sharbel
lived) mother Izabelle, came back and proposed
to Mary, to join her for breakfast, maybe she
can have little thing to eat or drink. She
refused and said: it is better for me to stay
here and pray! Leave me and go I`m not coming
out of here but walking on my feet! She left her
After a little while, the health
squad team came to do the cleaning, and spray
the hall with the (D-D-T), for insects. So they
mooved the sicks to the outside. When they
arrived to sister Mary, she ask them to put her
in the front of the tomb, from the outside. They
picked her up with the chair she was sitting on,
and they puted her where she wished . After
finishing spraying. They brought her back in. so
she thank them saying: I already botherd you
twice picking me up! But this one is the last!.
And she sat before the tomb starring on that
marble over the tomb, it was like something
attracking her! She couldn`t even moove her eyes
away from it! She was taken with the site.
Beside her there was this blind
man, whom he was touching with his eyes that
marble, while saying: have mercy on me Oh God,
have mercy on me… then he lift up his head and
try to open his eyes with his hands, and he
repeated that act many times.
Her pain was yet still
continuous. And while she was praying she
looked, where saint Sharbel`s name is incised,
on that peace of marble, and saw! it was weted
out with couple drops of what may look like
water, these drops was held in place!
She rejoiced and said to
herself: this is for me! and she willed to take
a napkin, and catch these drops, then rub her
stomach and her body, with it then stand and
And so she did, she took a
napkin, and tryed to stand up, there was this
one women trying to help her, she refused help,
but insisted to make it on her own! And when she
put the napkin on that marble, it turned wet,
she was so impressed, and start rubing her
stomach, her spine, and her haunchs. But no one
else had seen the drops of that water but her!
Now she turn to see around her,
if her sisters nuns was there so they witness
and rejoice her healing miracle, especially how
hard they work helping her all these years. So
she found some of them, and she asked the nurse,
to call for mother Bernadette. The nurse rushed
and brought her. Mary stood next to her and
handed her the cain she was leaning on, and
stood up straight! And shouted with loud voice:
moove (in plural)! Make room for me! Then she
walked! Her steps in the beginning was stable
and firm, she was lifting her feet, above the
standard measurement, then she didn’t take to
long to walk like everybody. The people around
her cheering and applauding.
Next to her there was this one
sheeite muslim man, who have seen her when she
first arrived to the monastery and how she was,
and seeing her now getting heald, he raised his
voice shouting: I want to become christian.
People start snatching her
clothes! The bells runged! the crowds acclaimed.
Sister Izabelle Ghrayeb hearing that, her body
shiverd, she was deeply touched and said to
herself, I hope of God, our nun have walked! She
rushed out between hope and fear! and met sister
Matild Zanbaka shouting and saying: sister Mary
Abel is walking!.
Father Ageya, walked slowly, he
was also deeply touched, arriving to the church,
he entered, And his knees was shaking, he
could`ve barely stand up, because of the
influence of the incident, the church was packed
with people. And one of the monks, was giving a
sermon, with a fiery zeal, talking about, the
authority of God and the intercession of saint
Sharbel, while sister Mary Abel was standing on
the stairs of the Altar like a candle stick,
just straight, starring at the priest and
listening to his words. When the sermon was
over, father Ageya felt he is mooved to speak,
so he recall for, repentance and faith. The
audience was crying of joy and participated with
After the procession of the holy
Host. They celebrated a cult of veneration, a
procession around the church, for over two
hours, sister Mary participated with, and did
not feel tired. She was even jumping over the
blocks of stones that was piled in the yards of
the monastery. Michel Al-Sroujey came and picked
her up again, as he did when she was all
crippled. He was shouting to the crowds saying:
look people, nothing is difficult for God! look
who is picking up who! Wow to whom he have
- Who is Michel Al-Sroujey
I was a sick man, since 1947,
untill May-9-1949. I had a joints illness. And
the sickness reached to the internal and
exterior membrane of the heart, and caused me an
infection, that put me off work. Which then
results of puting me to retirement, from my job
at the police. November first 1949 I left the
The next month,
December-27-1950, at 5:00PM. I was riding a bus,
when a quarrel happened between me and this one
man, named Victor El-Khoury from Al-Hadath
Beirut. The bus stopped and he ends up giving me
a kik by his foot when I was at the door. I fell
on the ground, and my back hited the edge of the
sidewalk, I passed out.
This has resulted of breaking
me, two vertebras of my spine, the twelve`th and
the thirteen`th. Which paralyzed my legs and my
urinal. This was confirmed after X-Rayes, by
physicians which I do carry their certifications
I stayed like this untill
May-9-1950, when I heard about saint Sharbel`s
I asked my wife to take me to
visit the tomb of father Sharbel. She prepared a
car, and she asked her cousin, father Boutros
Al-Tannoury the general deputy of the Maronite
monastics in Aleppo Syria back then, to join us
for the monastery.
I was carried to the car. And
aimed to the monastery.
I was so disturbed in the way
there, and my heart was in a very bad
When I arrived to the monastery.
I was checked by physicians appointed by the
monasticism, whom they are, doctor Ibrahim
Bakhos, doctor Sakher El-Khazen, and doctor
Antoine El-Beaayni. They reported that I was in
a critical condition. Their report is registered
in the memorandum of the monastery.
I was carried down to the sepulcher of
the saint, but I couldn`t enter because of the
crowds. So the people brought me back up to the
I approched confession, and
confessed standing up, the priest was holding
me, and another priest, father Gebrayel was
holding me also by my side, I was tired from
that position. Then I was picked up to the holy
Altar table and partaked of the holy Communion.
After that I was carried again down to the
sepulcher, and stayed before the tomb layed down
on the grownd, surrender myself to crying and
imploring, of a wounded inside.
After three quarter of an hour,
I felt all my joints shuddering, and somehow I
felt suffocating. I stood up quickly, my body
was shaking, I blew up mourning and I screemed
all at once like someone was just
Right there, was this one man
named Espiro, who was putting marbles for the
floor of the sepulcher. He was just started, and
placed only three marbles.
He went out and spoke
openly that a miracle had happened to me!
I aimed toward the door
shivering, walking like a baby in his first
step! Then I heard the bells ringing and the
women trilling, and people shouting: miracle!
I took a napkin to dry out my
face that it was sweating, the napkin was wetted
out with a yellow liquid, I proceeded and found
a frock hanged on the wall, by the church door,
I wiped my face with it, then people burst
forth, toward that frock, and teared it apart
among themselves as blessings. Then I walked to
the church alone without leaning on anybody, so
I visited the holy Host.
After that I was brought to a
room, where Master Boulos Salami was layed sick,
on a carriage bed, I was yet heald for only
fifteen minutes, I approched him and told him:
Master of poets, may God give you healing, like
he did to me. Then people was crowding in that
room to look at me.
Then doctor Sakhr El-Khzaen
came, and checked me. He had me taking of all my
clothes, and start checking my heart, and
knocking on it with his hand, he checked all my
body and found me just in a good condition.
After that I dismissed the case
I had opened, in the criminal court against
Victor Khoury, for the gratitude saint Sharbel,
had offered me.
- The presence of God
sister Mary Abel along with some nuns climed to
the cell (saint Sharbel`s) walking, from the
point of the car drop, (about half a mile) and
spent the night sitting on a chair, before the
In the morning she went back to
Bekfaya, and the congregation of the monastery
there, was rejoicing. She had breakfast with
them, this time without vomiting.
She start again doing hard work
both, mental and physical, like the best nuns
whom they are in a complete health conditions.
But she kept taking some vitamins, because as it
was mentioned, she already lost her teeth, which
unable her of receiving enough nourishment.
The chance for her zeal, came
back even wider then before.
One time she was giving a
speach, telling the story of her healing, before
a large community in Hemmana, among the crowds,
there was this one durzy man, (a similar
religion of islam) he cried when he heard the
story of her
- the wounding of the eye, and a first
Iskandar Obeid was hit in his
right eye with a fiery splinter, while working
as a blacksmith. The wound was infected, and
caused him, a loss of sight.
with doctor Toufiq Salhab, he headed to this one
frensh specialist for eye sight, doctor Dober
Long. The doctor checked him and found the wound
is on the whitening of the eye. Then gave him as
treatment, injections in the hand for seventeen
days, which enable him to gain part of his
sight. He became able to see big things, but not
things small in details, nor can
His mother already took a vow for
him, to saint Nohrah Asmar-Jbeil. Later on when
he recoverd, he payed the visit to saint Nohrah,
to pay the vow. And spent the night in the
church. He slept and saw himself in a dream
standing with, priest Gerges Labakey, the
servant of his congregation back then; he saw
him chanting at the reader stand, then he handed
him the Senexarian to read. Iskandar answerd: my
eye hurting father, I can not read! Then he
stinged him with his staff strongly and said: I
told you take and read! Then he wokes up from
his dream, dread and terrified, not even knowing
where is he at. Then he took a lamp that was on
the bench, litted up, then realise he was still
in the church. Right away he start pondering,
what possibly that could be, then he closed his
left eye and read with ease. He knew he was
healed. He gaved thanks to God and saint Nohrah.
And he stoped going after
- A long term pain
1937, Iskandar was with his brother in law in
Bhersaf (village in Lebanon), for the
election day. While walking on the road along
with his brother in law Asaad Sharbel, he was
pushing away from his face, a cypress tree
branch, then left it all at once, it happen that
the branch, was slamed back and hit his right
eye. A hit made him going out of his mind,
because of its heavy impact. Instantley he lost
his sight. He screemed out of pain to his
brother in law: Asaad I lost my eye.
They took a car and went
straight to Baabdat (village in Lebanon).
Seeing doctor Salhab, again he
recommended, to go straight to Beirut. they did
and went to doctor Nephrey Khalaf, together with
doctor Dober Long the french. After examination
they recommended to rest for one week lying in
bed on his back, and to keep his vision fixed on
one point. He did that for seven days, with the
eye fixed on one point in the ceiling. At the
second day, he gained back his vision, but not
completely. He start seeing and distinguishing
things, and faces, from About seven yards away.
He stood up to go to the doctor as recommended.
Now he felt like something fell on his eye and
covered it, he couldn`t see no more.
That was to hard for him. The doctor told him
again to lay back on his back this time for
fifteen days, presuming that the eye retina was
ripted of, and it may mend again this way. He
went back to his bed and did what the
doctor had recommended. He gained back his
vision, but after fifteen days, when he was
trying to stand up same thing happened again,
and he lost his vision one more time. He went
back to doctor Nephrey, now he kept him in the
hospital for ten days. But he gained nothing.
When doctor Nephrey saw this. He orderd an
immediate surgery to plug his eye out. He
refused and left the hospital.
He checked many other eye
specialists, among them Habib Abella,
Shahin El-Saliby, Philip Touma, and doctor
Oliger, but in vain. And that last one had
reveald to him saying: Your eye is out of order
permanentley, and had adviced me not to go check
any other physician any more! But consider
yourself born with one eye!.
Afterward he submitted his case
to God`s will. He forgot about his eye and went
back to his job, as a blacksmith. He wasn`t
feeling well especially when he had a very
delicate job, which require to be very fine and
accurate. He then used to ask someone else help,
to check for him, whether the job was well done
or not, that his eye went completely blind.
Things went so difficult for
him. Pain was coming back every once a while,
from fatigue and heat. Doctor Touma alerted
doctor Toufiq Salhab: that it is better for him
to plug that eye out, so it don’t deactivate the
other. But he refused.
- I am calling you today for visiting
People was prompting to go visit saint
Sharbel, after his healing miracles became very
famous. They called for Iskandar to join them
more then once, but he refused, and left his
wife go alone. she came back with some
blessings: cotton with oil and, a small peace of
saint Sharbel`s clothe. She rubed his eye with
Iskandar decided to pray the
niner Rosary for a demand of healing. And asked
saint Sharbel to inspire him, to visit him,
whenever he decided to heal him. The first niner
Rosary passed, and yet no answer. He repeated
the petition, second time, third and forth. And
nothing he received. Then he kept on
One night while sleeping, a monk
came to him and told him: I am calling you today
to visit me.
The next day when he wakes up.
He told his family: I`m going to saint Sharbel,
today. His wife objected saying wait at least,
so I prepare for you, a meal for the journey.
His son asked him to wait untill Saturday, so he
will have the chance to join him without missing
school. He refused, and insisted to go.
He rolled down to Beirut, it was
a Tuesday, October-17-1950. He took a cab, along
with one polish, and two russian ladys.
Upon their arrival to saint
Maroun`s monastery they visited the church, then
shooted down to the sepulcher, where they stayed
praying untill eleven at night. Then everybody
went to sleep, except some people, and Iskandar
stayed with them praying untill after
The next day, he aimed to
kfarkeddeh village in Jbeil region, to visit a
friend (a close village to the monastery).
In the way there, pain started
in his eye, with tears. He spent a blank night
in kfarkeddeh, he couldn`t sleep. He wasn`t
Thursday morning he went back to
his village Baabdat. Yet he did not loose hope.
But he was saying to himself: my time did not
come yet. And the pain was increasing little by
- I`m going to get you some powder for your
Friday october-20, while working in
his shop; pain increased much on him, but he
beard it all day.
Coming back home at night, he
met with Mary El-Jemayel`s father, riding on his
chariot. He asked him to fix a screw that was
broken in the chariot. Iskandar apologysed
saying: I`m tired and my eye is hurting me too
much! The man answered quickly: your eye is
going to heal! These words gave him big hope, so
he turned back and opened the shop for him and
fixed him his chariot. Then went back home.
Now at home he was washing his
face and tears was droping heavily from his eye,
like a faucet, and the pain increased unbearbly.
The pain kept increasing up to where he start
crying. His family was so worried, and his wife
was insisting to call for a doctor, or at least
using some eye drops for pain relief. He refused
at all, and kept on suffering. He
was then saying: Oh Lord, either take my eye off
and and release me or, give me healing!. He
stayed like this untill, 4-AM, then fainted out
from fatigue and sleepiness. He slept on a
cushion he was lying on.
Now he saw in a dream, that he
came to saint Moses`s monastery on a truck,
carying iron, along with a driver, whom he is a
partner of the monastery. Then when they were
unloading the truck, the driver took a staff of
iron and hit him on the eye, so he screemed: I
lost my eye!. People at home woke up on his
voice screeming, they saw him all sweat and his
body was shivering from cold. Another ten
minutes, he covered himself and slept again.
He start dreaming again. This
time he saw a monk with gray hair emerging, and
asked him what is the matter with you? He
answered: I lost my eye! The monk answered back:
why don’t you speak it out? Tomorrow I`ll get
you powder (medicine) for your eye. He entered
the church, and came back with that powder, and
spinkled it in the sick eye. Then he told him:
close your eye. He closed his eye, and opened it
again, then he did not see the monk! He saw the
asfalt of the road near him cracked of with
-----karshouny------ language, was written:
Sharbel, God`s servant.
- I can see
He woke up frightened,
he call his wife, and told her: take a look of
my eye, see if it`s swelling? For the monk who
appears to me in dream, and puted the
powder in my eye, told me: it is going to swell,
but fear not. His wife looked and saw it was
puffed out from the eyebrow down to the cheek!
Now he knew, that the saint has visited him!
He asked for saint Sharbel`s
photo, his wife brought him one, so he covered
with one hand his whole eye, and caught the
photo with the other hand, and looked at it, he
nevertheless seeing it clearly! He shouted I can
see! He kissed the photo crying, and knelt down
He closed his left eye, and
looked, he saw at about some seven yards away
master Elyas, in his bed, this man was an agent
for the DMV, and he was a tenant in his
property, and he shouted at him: master Elyas I
can see, I am seeing you! Elyas start forming
signs to verify that, and Iskandar was seeing
every thing; master Elyas jumped from his bed,
knelt down and start kissing the floor (it is a
way of humbling oneself before God) and
thanking! And the whole house stood up cheering
and thanking. The neighbors woke up at the noise
and saw Iskandar`s house all litted up, so they
came to check the matter. And when they knew
they rejoiced with him, among them was doctor
Toufiq Salhab. At night his son doctor Emile
Salhab came and verified his
- The healing of the spirit
was religious and a good man, practicing his
religion dutys in deed and in faith. He was a
religious Ideal in his village Baabdat. So if
per example he was absent, means he was at saint
Moses`s monastery, or saint Iseiah. His noblety
and faithfulness increased after the marvel,
that happened to him.
And that marvel created, in
Baabdat and all regions, an up side down
turning, in spirituality and morals, among
people; we start seeing people who was away, and
do not practice religion, now they do, and
others whom used to come to church as a habit,
now they do in faith and fever.
He hunged his scrutches
at the sepulcher
Najib Tabet testified: I
went to visit Sharbel. There was a disable man
at his sepulcher whom I knew from my home town,
Furn El-Shebback. He use to lean on two
scrutches, and beg to live.
touched the marble`s sepulcher with his hand and
rubed his legs. Then slept a night next to the
morning, he stood up and start jumping like a
deer. Then he hunged his scrutches at the
untill it deformed his
year of 1955, Father Mbarak Tabet testified: My
nephew Abdo a fourteen years old boy, was born
with a tumor on the upper side of his cheeks.
And it was growing untill it deformed his
was saying, it can not be cured without
father took a walk from Furn El-Shebback, Beirut
to Sharbel`s sepulcher, Ennaya, and back
barefooted (about twenty hours walk each way) .
He came back
another time with his son and visited the
saint`s sepulcher and went back home . The
following day, the tumor started diminishing
and after a while it disappeared
She thanked Sharbel
whom he directed her to the
Another testimony for
Father Mbarak Tabet in the same of year
of 1955: Najibeh my niece wife of Georges
Conforty living in Beirut.
On her Cheek
appeard a little pimple, when she was at the
Nazarette`s monastery in Beirut. She was getting
treated for it but it kept growing and
developping untill it cover all her cheek up to
half of her mouth. All physicians of
Beirut and groups of physicians, even those
coming from Europe not one left, but all have
examined her, and none of them could`ve get to
She went to
Saint Maroon`s monastery Ennaya, and stayed next
to Sharbel`s sepulcher, praying and crying, and
asking him for curing. She stayed there three
days, and when she found she didn`t get cured,
she told the saint: I would`ve like to stay here
untill I get cured, but my time is over. If you
are willing to cure me show me a way that do
back home. Her place is a dulplex, she occupie
the down areas, upstairs living her roommates.
And as she entered home she went upstairs to see
her friend, she saw her little child carrying a
small book, she took it from his hand, she
opened it, and she found written about a
medicine for the same pimple she have. She took
the book to doctor Hakim, and showed him the
medicine. He saw that was brilliant, then said:
we just didn`t think about it, take it and use
She did use
that medicine, and within few days she recoverd
and the sick side of her cheek was looking
almost like the other.
that she payed a visit to El-Bramiyeh`s
monastery to show her people, her cheek so they
rejoice with her, and thank with her, Sharbel
who leadd her to that medicine.
She Shouted and trilled
Aoun from Jdeidat El-Matn testified: Tanios my
son caught a lung desease in one of his lungs,
when he was six months old. Doctor Shekrey
Al-Hasrey treated him. He became well only for
one day.Then the next lung caught the same
desease, and the boy was in a risky condition.
Then after two months of treating, the risk had
gone. But he became so weak, which made him
vulnerable to any sickness.
physicians had treated him among them, doctor
Phylip Shedid, who kept have him X-Rayed over
and over, seeking out the real cause of the
sickness, that made his hands stiffed and bended
his legs. The X-Rayed photos revealed, he had
weakness in the bones.
And in vain
physicians treated him with needles and pills,
it was just of no benefit. But in the contrary,
he became worse. And he couldn`t walk but with a
big effort. He was swaying on both sides. His
belly got inflated, and his right hand got
stiffed, he couldn`t lift it up to his mouth to
eat, but he was using his left hand.
like this untill we heard about Sharbel`s
miracles, and we was affirmed of its
authenticity, through the miraculous healing
that occured with Akl Wakim, whom we both live
in the same building.
fifth-1950, we headed to Ennaya, with hearts
full of faith and certainty in God that he is
going to fulfill our demand through his servant
We was eight people,
among us a Checkoslovakian Jewish man Mr
arrived to the monastery we saw the crowds
packing the place, so we couldn`t get to the
sepulcher but by cutting through the people, and
that was a hard task to achieve.
reached the sepulcher I bowed down before it and
I indicated to my son to prostrate next to the
wall where behind it sits the tomb. I started
touching the wall by my hand and rubing my son`s
body and massaging his stiffed parts. I was
praying with fever and piety saying: My Lord! If
I was a sinner and not fitting to receive the
fulfillment of my demand, just look after this
child who did not yet accumulated seven years of
his age, and he have no guilt that deserve such
a punishment, have mercy on him and give him the
healing through the intercession of father
Sharbel. I also taught my son to ask the healing
of God through his faithfull worshiper father
was packing the place looking to get closer, I
had to give them the chance, so I withdrawed
back with my son Tanios. And as he was walking
before me, I saw his shoulders straight, and his
walk are natural, I thought I am seeing this
because I am under the influence of an illusion,
or I am overwhelmed by the need of healing, but
when my wife saw our son walking straitght she
shouted and trilled of joy.
I will pray
Montaha Daher from
Bkasyn testified: I caught a high fever when I
was one year old, it created me a hunch in the
left side of my back, and it was growing over
visited Sharbel`s sepulcher in May-11-1950, I
stood up afar from the tomb, because of the
crowds and said to him: I am not disturbant like
the others, I am only reciting to you one time
the Our Father and Hail Mary, asking you to
grant prosperity to both of my orphans nieces.
And I for myself will ask you for nothing
because I am fifty already, and not much, what
is left for me to live. Just keep my eye safe,
so I can keep doing my job, (which is
I retuned to
Beirut without feeling anything. The night of
May-15, I have seen in my dream, that I am in a
church surrounded by my relatives, so I told
them: share with me in the prayer, they answered
back: we are doing a job, we can not share with
you. Then I told: better leaving, I will pray
alone. Then I woke up, it was four thirty in the
morning, I stood up at the mirror and start
wearing my clothes, and how strongly astonished
was I, when I saw my hunch
You are annoying
us with your prayer, (if it was gonna rain,
there must be some clouds first!)
May-14-1950, -----Hesen----- Al-Mhayar
testified: My right leg was shorter then the
left, I was born with it. I used to walk bended,
and I always felt, the bone of my wrist is
bulged out. That deformity was very painfull.
And it always hurted me seeing my friends
walking naturaly, and I bended.
Sharbel`s miracles appeared, my cousin told me
about it; I thought he is moking me. But he
affirmed to me that truth.
time I started praying and asking God to heal me
of my disability, at his servant`s hand
One of these
nights, while sleeping I screemed: Sharbel is in
our house. Without seeing him.
went with my sister and my cousins to Ennaya`s
monastery. About a kilometer before reaching the
monastery, I stoped the car, and took a walk
straight to the sepulcher. Right there, I knelt
down on my knees , and my heart was filled with
faith and certitude, that God is going to
respond to my demand.
there about half an hour, then I went up to the
church, and settled down for the night, because
when we reached the monastery, it was already
seven o`clock at night. We stayed there,
praying for hours.
morning, people was mooving forward to partake
of the holy Communion, I approached and partaked
Communion, and while still in the church
praying, I felt too much pain in my hip. I
returned and visited the sepulcher and took as
relics, some soil some blessed water and some
blessed oil from it. And because I had a strong
faith I ate of that soil, and I took some and
hanged it on my bad hip, and I wiped the marble
of the tomb with my napkin and rubed my hip also
with it. Also again when I wanted to leave the
monastery, I went to the sepulcher, and kissed
its wall, and I said to Sharbel: I am leaving
don`t forget me.
back home, and I was praying and supplicating
God the most high, like I used to do before.
Yet the pain
in my hip stayed like it was in the church.
The next day
May-tenth, I dreamed while sleeping, that it is
due to warm up the blessed oil I got, and rub my
leg with. I did not respond in the beginning.
Beside that I used to rub my hip with the
blessed water, I used to hear it cracking.
I went with
my mother to visit some relatives, and the pain
was accompanying me always. About four thirty in
the after noon, we headed back toward the house,
and I was praying in the way home, my mother
blamed me saying: you are annoying us with your
prayer, if it was gonna rain, there must
be some clouds first,( a lebanese way of
indicating , no hope). I answered my mother: you
are commiting a fault by doubting, and my faith
still like it was, and I `ll be heald in God`s
willing. When for my sister Aafaf she was
sharing the prayer with me.
When I reached home,
I warmed up the blessed oil and rubed my leg
with it, and I brought the photo of the Lady of
the Rosery and two candles I also got them from
father Sharbel`s sepulcher, I litted them and
put them before the icon, which it start having
some drops like someone sweat, I start touching
it and rubing my leg with it. And I start
hearing the cracking again. Finally I took the
measurement of my legs and found them equal.
Then I start walking like the rest of the
people. And I have all confidence that God
responded to my petition, by the intercession of
She was praying one
time and chanting another
May-24-1950, Badawi Nasr from Tarablous
testified: When my daughter Juliette was born
she was in a complete health. Then when she
started walking, her mother and I noticed, she`s
tottering. We was thinking this is because of
her been a baby.
became two, her swaying grew up. We verified and
found her legs are not equal in height.
We took her
to our very friend, doctor Abd El-Latif Bysar.
He examined her diligently and urged a surgery
He passed her
the surgery with lots of care and finesse. Then
we`re backed home with our daughter. And she
stayed in bed for six months, suffering
In the end,
doctor Rabbat took off the -----gypsum-----. He
found the surgery has not succeded. So he passed
her another surgery. Again Juliette haded to
stay another six months in bed. Now it is time
to take the -----gypsum-----off, doctor Rabbat
did; and he was grieved finding out this surgery
also failed. He said: I am flying to Germany and
at my return, I will pass her a third surgery
hopefully will be successful. Her mother did not
Two years ago
we took Juliette to doctor Frisho in Beirut and
after very delicate examination, he said that he
will pass her a surgery but he do not guarantee
the healing, and that he will keep the tottering
as is but he will prevent its growth, but she
had to stay three months in bed. Juliette this
time refuses and said: God will help me and will
remove my tottering gradualy.
stayed in her condition till the end of
April-1950. Then in May-5, she went with her
mother and brother, to visit Sharbel`s
sepulcher. They stayed there two Hours, then
returned to Tarablous. In may-19, Juliette
headed to Beirut with her sister, and right
there she met with a group of ladys seeking to
visit Sharbel. The next day they all together
went and stayed all day in the monastery. Then
when they willed to go back to Beirut, Juliette
refused to go Back with her sister. But she
stayed in the monastery desiring to make a blank
night in praying. She did and made that night
live, praying to God in faith, fever and piety,
imploring him to comply to her petition and
lavish to her the healing through the
intercession of his servant Sharbel. She was
praying one time and chanting another.
At three in
the morning, there was a procession for the
Virgin Lady, Juliette knelt down on her knees,
when she couldn`t do before but on one knee. At
that point she felt a strong shuddering
throughout all her body, she was scared it may
be a strike of a high fever, she started crying.
Then she went to Sharbel`s sepulcher, asking him
having pity on her, she said in fever: Oh our
father Sharbel I am satisfied with what I was
before, bring me back to my parents the way I
was, and you can heal these people laying down
before your sepulcher. That shudder stayed about
morning rises, Juliette returned to Tarablous
with some friends.
Here she felt
complete changing in her body, her legs came
back equal, as a natural state, she became whole
and healthy, walking easely without disturbance.
Through the intercession of saint Sharbel, we
thanked god for our daughter whom she owe him
He asked for a piece of
cotton wetted with the blessed oil
June-6-1950, doctor Iskandar El-Ghrayeb
testified: My grandson Samy, of my son Elyas,
was attacked with-----شلل الاطفال-----in his
right leg, when he was two years old. Then after
recovering of the high fever, he started walking
on his toes to keep balance and to prevent
tottering. Then that caused to him having a
swell in the higher part of his foot, that looks
like an arch. He started wearing a four
centimeters higher boot to bring it equal to the
Now he is
twelve years old, he informed his father, that
Miss Juliette Nasr, was heald of tottering she
was strickend by, in her childhood, after she
visited Sharbel`s sepulcher.
He asked her
for a piece of cotton, wetted with the blessed
oil, she brought it with her.
his crippled leg, and it just became natural,
and he was able to walk on the palm of his foot.
The swell in his foot disappeared. He took away
his higher boot.
walks, and boths legs are equal. We thanked God
for such an extraordinary reslut.
like a crazy
June-9-1950 Mariam Akoury, from Aajaltoun
testified: I head migraine, for eighteen years.
And the pain caused me nervous crisis, making me
like a crazy. In the beginning it use to strike
me once a month, then it start increasing, and
lately it start to happen several times every
hospital`s phisician doctor John Kirkyan treated
me about ten years ago. He passed a surgery for
me, in my head, and extract, the sum of about
500 grames of-----عمل-----. I rested for some
crisis attacked me again. And I went back to
doctor Kirkyan for several times, he prescribed
for me some injections and many different
medicines. But it helpd me not.
years ago, I went to doctor Phylip Touma, and
after he consulted me twice, he stated that my
healing is not prospective.
I went back
to doctor Kirkyan, then doctor Mounir Kenaan,
whom he prescribed for me some analgesic
injections. But in the contrary pain start
increasing instead of decreasing.
became so intense, I started having pain in that
bone close to my left ear, were I couldn`t eat
or sleep unless I hold that sick bone in my
hand. Again doctor Mounir Kenaan gave me more of
injections, without any benefit.
And for this
matter my niece came to me with some blessed
water and a piece of cotton wetted with blessed
oil, from Sharbel`s sepulcher. As soon as I
annointed my head with that cotton and drinked
of that water, I immediately felt the routed of
- I stayed ten minutes at
June-10-1950, Sheikh, (muslim clergy)
Mahmoud Taqey El-Dyn testified: four years ago I
started feeling degradation in the hearing of my
right ear, and it was lessening over the years,
untill it was about to get muted.
years ago, doctor Oliver checked my ear, then
doctor Dyab, whom both agreed that the
------طبلة-----is pierced and there is no hope
for its healing.
I was mooved
by a higher call, I couldn`t resist it, to go to
Ennaya. Where I headed an visited Sharbel`s
sepulcher, asking his intercession.
there around ten minutes. Then returned to
Beirut, without any strange feeling. But after
several days I noticed I started hearing with my
- because of too much pain he
looses his rationalization
Georgette wife of Gergei El-Zeghby testified:
Six years ago my husband was sricken, by
weakness in his head`s tendons, which caused him
a sleepless situation, he also caught crisis,
pain in the head twice a day, and a shivering in
his body, and because of too much pain he looses
his rationalization, and does not know anymore
what is he doing nor what is he saying. He
became very thin because of lack of
He got treated by
physicians, doctor Maurice Nassar, Hanna
El-Shemaly, and Maroun Shebr, for six years, and
he profited nothing.
El-Shemaly declared to us, that my husband
sickness is uncurable.
Sharbel`s miracle appeared, I went with my
husband accompanied with a group of people, to
Ennaya`s monastery, to visit his tomb. we stayed
about half an hour, then we roled back.
Since then, my
husband was cured, he started sleeping well all
night long, the crisis had gone away, pain,
shivering, Dizziness, and mind trouble. And now
he is enjoying full health.
- The signs follow the faithfulls
I have seen father
Ghawy from Wady Shahrour testified: I had the
chance to be the appointed physician for
Ennaya`s monastery, by the health portfolio
minister, doctor Elyas El-Khoury in 1950.
was packing every spot inside the monastery and
outside. And the sicks fulfilling the hall,
where inside its wall exist father Sharbel`s
time, a thirteen years old arminian boy came to
the monastery after staying a long term in the
American University Hospital, getting treated of
the bones -----سل-----disease, but got no
carried in, by his father. He had with him his
files and the hospital statements indicating his
Khashan helped his father carrying him down to
the sepulcher. The second day I was informed,
that he`s having a chest pain, and it is about
to finish him. I rushed to him; and in vain I
was trting to convince his father to bring him
into the clinic, for better accomplishing the
treatment. But he was answering strictly: it is
better for my son to loose his life, and not
loosing his place next to the sepulcher…
night, about midnight, arrived to the monastery
four buses, from Deir El-Qamar and its
surrounding. The visitors came down and entered
the church chanting. And upon starting the
procession of the icon, one of the visitors
tried to pass the prayer book to an old monk he
had accompany them entering in the temple,
thinking he was one of the monastery`s habitant,
so he can recite the ruled prayer of the priest.
Then all at once, a mighty astonishment took
over the audience, and fear locked down their
happened? When the visitor got close to the
monk, he suddenly dissapeard!
I was then
close to the church, when I realised that sudden
quietness. I rushed to the window, to see what
happened, thinking must be somebody passed out,
as it come to happen sometimes. Before I reached
the window, I have seen a monk walking out of
the church, and passed by me to close to where
our shoulders touched. Then people told me what
happened, so I hurried to the outside, to find
out about that miraculous monk, I looked toward
the cell and I saw him ahead of me walking
toward the east. I rushed after him, and pointed
my flash light on him, the moment I reached him
and my hand touched his clothes, I was freezed,
perplexed and I was frightened, a fear that was
going to make loose my concious, the monk
dissapeard from before my eyes all at once.
puzzled, confused looking here and there, then I
have seen above the cell, a strange brightning,
Then when I
was in that state of trouble, I heard coming
from the sepulcher, high voices shouting and
applauding, I ran to see what happened, I found
the young arminian boy completely heald.
- I was threatened by cutting off
July-1-1950, Wahibah Khalil a sheeite
(muslim) from Bafely, Tyr testified: When I was
a prisoner in Jdaydet El-Matn jail. I
----stole---- a purse from the jail director`s
room. And when I was asked about it, I lyed and
I sweared in the name of father Sharbel, falsily
that I didn`t see it. The director asked of
father Sharbel to show his miracles by revealing
the thief who did it.
In the after
noon I went to take a nap, and within half an
hour, I woke up, I saw in the room a monk
wearing a black frock, with a rod in his hand,
he came near me and told me: put your tongue
out. I did, then he hited my tongue with his
hand, then it stayed out.
I was trying
to pull back my tongue inside my mouth but in
vain. It was twisted out, sticking by my lips to
the left side, about five centimeters out of my
dumb, I couldn`t speak. So I went to the
director, and she took me to the warden. And
when he saw me, he thought this is just a wile
that I`m fabricating, and turned me back behind
And when the
story spreaded out, doctor Hanna El-Ryashi came
and was trying all methods to bring back my
tongue inside of my mouth, but in vain. Finally
they threatened me to cut off my tongue, if I
don’t pull it in, but I definitely couldn`t.
Then their threat had gone with the wind. Also
doctor Antoine Rizk-Allah, couldn`t do,
I stayed like
this three days. Then I was turned to El-Raml
jail. And upon my arrival there, with a tongue
extended out, and cannot speak. The director
gave me some blessed relics from Sharbel, to
wear on my chest. I did, then right away my
tongue was loosend and returned back inside my
mouth, and I started speaking.
- I used to mock Sharbel`s miracles
as if it was superstitions
Mhammad Ali Mrouweh from El-Zrariyeh
southern lebanon testified: November-9-1948, I
entered the jail, and I had a whole body, exept
I used to feel some nervous sickness.
In the jail,
problem increased and I was troubled because I
had a family.
One day I
felt some pain in my body and weakness in my
left eye for about five months, the fingers of
my right hand was stiffed.
I was treated
by doctors El-Hetteh, Joseph Farhat and Albert
Zbouney the head of physical checking in Hotel
long treatment the vision of my left eye, shuted
down. And I couldn`t see at all with it.
Then about a
month ago I had joints inflation. Again I heard
about Sharbel`s miracles, which I use to mock as
if it was superstitions, I always also thought
it was a propaganda to make money out of it.
In the end
when I revised the news and read more about the
numerous miracles of healing and seeing the
photos of the cured sicks, who received the
healing thrue Sharbel`s intercession. I believed
in his holyness, and vowed to pledge fifty pound
the nurse Avdokiya Saliba to visit his sepulcher
and help me fulfilling my vow. And here is the
text of the petition I had: I am a man
whom was imprisonned unjustly, and lost my
vision, and my health in the prison, therefore I
shelter to God and Saint Sharbel. And if he heal
me of my sicknesses, and got out of the jail,
then I owe him five hundred pounds. And if I am
guilty, I don`t like to come out of the jail,
but blind and crippled, and here is a fifty
pound money down with Avdokiya…
The nurse had
gone to Ennaya along with the nun president of
the hospital, and the corporal Shafiq Baydoun
the police chief officer for the hospital. I was
optimist for the fact they had gone.
returning at night they gave me incense and
blessed water, some soil of the sepulcher and a
piece of cotton which was wiped on Sharbel`s
tomb. I started rubbing my eye, the inflated and
painfull spots, and all my body after I weted it
by this blessed water they got me.
two hours later, after I wiped my eye, tears
flowed from it, after four months of dryness. I
also was optimist because of that too.
morning I woke up early, I felt and verified my
body, it was completely heald, and there are not
even any trace for the inflation nor any pain, I
became able to moove my stiffed finger naturaly.
My eye started recovering day after day. And
here I am now reading large letters, and it is
about to catch full recovering.
- an apparent tottering
Janette Hanna Antoune Roukez from El-Batroun,
were stricken with an apparent tottering, since
they were born.
Sarah from El-Batroun, and other physicians have
treated them, but never got heald.
their visit to Sharbel`s sepulcher in 1950, they
came back whole.
- the healing of Elyas Lishaa from
Emile El Khazen recite: the
night of July-24-1950, I came to visit Ennaya`s
monastery and to have the blessings from father
It was about ten in
the night, I climbed to the cell (where saint
Sharbel recluses), with my family. I approched
confession, and repented of my sins.
I came back
to the monastery about midnight, and shared with
Prayers till morning
without resting. Then I attended mass and prayed
in fever, I repeated my confession, then
partaked of the holy communion, then attended
before leaving I intended to visit the
sepulcher. While there it cross my mind to
implore pardon with fever, so I prayed and asked
father Sharbel to give me the grace of watering
my napkin with the plasma that dripp of his
body. Within a moment I saw some drops of water
on the wall, when the weather was so dry, so I
sticked my napkin right by the drops, it absorbe
these drops, its color was like dryed blood. I
cryed, I kissed the tomb`s marble, and gave
thanks. I considered that act, like
encouragement for my repentance, and the
perseverance on it, the complete believing in
God, and his precepts, his representatives, and
the holy church.
o`clock in the morning, I was with my fourteen
years old son in the inner courtyard of the
monastery, I have seen a man helping thi six
years old crippled boy walking on crutches.
Stimulated by faith, I did not know how I dared
to do that: I shouted to my son Hady saying: son
do you want to see this crippled boy walking! He
smiled and said: yes! I grabed the boy and set
him between my arms, then entered the tomb`s
hall, I asked the boy to implore father
Sharbel`s affection, and I started my role in
praying, I asked father Sharbel the healing of
this boy as a proof of absolving me and of
accepting my repentance. I stayed like this
about some ten minutes, supplicating in faith
and fever, then I puted the boy down from my
arms and I felt like a voice inside of me
saying: he was heald. I threw his crutches to
the side, and shouted to him: walk alone with
father Sharbel`s protection, and don’t be
afraid. The boy walked somehow slowly in the
beginning, then his walk started progressing
quickly, he walked out to the courtyard. After
that he climbed the stairs alone toward the
His parents came and
thanked me and told me the story of the boy and
how he got crippled by falling from a camel`s
back, and broke his legs.
- he can`t see at all with his
Tanios El-Awsat`s wife, from Wady Shahrour in
may-27-1952 testified: my son Abdo who is seven
years old, got hit on his eyes with a stone four
and a half years ago while playing with his
cousin, and gathering almonds, in its
He got a
black eye, then over the time, the blackness was
washed away. But he lost his vision, he couldn`t
see at all with eye. I was so sad and I
dedicated him with a vow to the holy
father Sharbel, and I willed to visited him at
the first chance.
This one day
I had the chance to go. A group of people of my
home town prepared a visit to the venerated
sepulcher. So I brought my son Abdo and went
with them to the monastery.
my son before that piece of marble of the tomb.
and I taught him to ask father Sharbel the
healing of his eye.
He did in his
childish language and he cryed. Then
spontaneously, he start looking and seeing
motion before him.
I tested him
by closing him the left eye, which he can see
with, and brought before him different things,
he was distinguishing it and naming it,
correctly. The goups of the visitors gathered
around him and each of them was testing him by
tern and he passed that exam.
I do thank
God for his grace, and Sharbel for his
- Nothing is separating me from
death but a step
sister -----Saint Georges-----, from the sacred
hearts monastics testified: I am thirty five
years old, and eighteen years ago, I had pain in
my stomach. Physicians could`ve not guess what
the sickness, is.
growing and their treatments made it harder. I
had an appendix surgery. But the pain stayed
still. Then in 1948 I had a doubled surgery, an
ulcer and-----مرارة -----but I
felt no ease at all. I was always disturbed,
could`ve never sleep for fifteen years, because
of this very severe pain, that is
November-10-1951, pain started days and nights,
with heavily vomiting that stays straight for
over fifteen minutes. After vomiting I used to
feel a gradual weakness, accompanied with severe
pain. And afterward disability of eating,
sometimes for straight three days.
though, I kept persevering doing my dutys in
teaching, because life to me was whether
shortened or extended, only its dutys just
fifth, 1952, doctor Faraj Saadeh decided that I
needed to see doctor Baaqlyni, because he saw
the pain coming from a new ulcer.
I have seen
doctor Baaqlyni, accompanied with sister
Consdtat, he checked me and was worried, and
ordered an X-Ray. And he told Consdtat: poor is
later, I felt motivated to pay a visit to father
Sharbel and ask him, to stop this vomiting for
me, but leave the pain.
I proposed my
idea to my mother superior Isabelle Ghrayeb, She
next day. Even thrue snow condition, I headed to
Ennaya, along with my sisters nuns, and some of
the students. Then in the after noon we went to
the cell. (Sharbel`s cell)
I was praying
and asking for my healing with all my heart.
visit I never vomited again.
March-12-1952 after I was treated in Jbeil by
doctors Tawileh, Shamy, Shahid and Saadeh.
I went to the
frensh hospital. I had high fever and a hard
cough even with the treatments and the needles.
I stayed in the hospital nineteen days. Without
a benefit, but in the contrary, stomach and
chest pain increased, plus vomiting and
continious-----حمض-----. I have had to many
X-Rays, for the chest, the stomach and the right
doctor Baaqliny confessed before the physicians
the nurses and some nuns among them sister
Germaine, saying: it will be easier for God to
create a new creation then to heal this nun.
Because her kidney and her left lung are
bad and she have four ulcers in her
I left the
hospital with an extreme depression, when I knew
doctor Baaqliny told my sisters nuns, that he
couldn`t do anything to me.
In may-16, I caught a
crisis from five AM till eleven thirty AM, I
felt nothing is separating me from death but a
May-17, I headed along with sister Josephine
Mary, to Ennaya to my tender hearted father, the
virtuous father Sharbel, where I asked him for
healing, and that was under obedience of my
superiors, it was there will, that I get
I had a
desire to sleep at the sepulcher, but my sister
nun prevented me, considering how cold it was
and how weak am I.
The next day
in the morning I felt, great pain from four AM
to quarter to twelve noon.
I felt like
an electric circuit passing thrue my back. And
with all the pain, I stayed in the church, and
attended seven masses. And I was praying with
all confidence and fever saying: Oh saint
sharbel tender hearted give healing to all the
sicks! Oh saint Sharbel the obedient, you got to
heal me in fulfilling obedience…
noon, even with all my pain, I felt real hungry.
So I ate a loaf of pita bread with labneh (kind
of milky cream), when lately I needed five days
to finish one loaf of bread.
o`clock I attended last mass. Then I walked with
my sister nun to the cell without pain.
Then in the after
noon I understood, that my sister nun like to go
back to Jbeil, but she is afraid to leave me
alone, thinking that I may go and sleep atthe
sepulcher, which is gonna hurt me.
So I planed
to go with her, and we walked out to the
courtyard to catch a ride. Then we met with the
monastery superior telling me don’t leave untill
you get a complete healing. Tonight I`m going to
get you a matress, that will enable you to sleep
at the sepulcher. I heard these words and my
heart rejoiced exultant, now knowing assuredly
of my complete healing.
the sepulcher`s hall at nine thirty at night. My
sister nun slept and I stayed awake, writing my
promissorys, to father Sharbel: #-1 obedience
like his image, because he heald me in
responding to obedience. #-2 sacrifice oneself.
#-3 the ruled and regulated life. Then I puted
these promissorys, on the tomb`s marble, with a
white napkin I wiped with it that marble several
times. Then I layed down on the matress, and I
was asking father Sharbel saying: oh my tender
hearted father Sharbel, you have healded me by
the merits of the blood of Jesus. And because
you already did I ask you fervently, to give me
a tangible mark for this healing. At midnight I
felt great ease in my body, and I started
sweating. Then when I was in this state between
awake and asleep, I heard people screeming and
shouting saying: oh saint Sharbel please give
her healing! The door was pushed in, and a group
of people entered, both laymen and monks, having
with them a sick women that is hopeless. It was
one o`clock in the morning. I stood up and
grabed the napkin that was on the tomb and wiped
the sick women `s face. Then I starred on that
napkin, I saw a reddish spot similar to the
liquid dripped of father Sharbel`s body… At that
point I Knew saint Sharbel responded to my
desire and gave me the tangible mark I asked
I thanked him
of all my heart with tears dropping of my
returned with my sister nun, with an unmeasured
- the healing of a-----بلغمة-----in
daughter of Nicola El-Aajeil from Behdidat,
eleven years old. She, all of a sudden felt her
knees are untagled and weakness in her
She stayed eight
days in Al-Khandaq El-Ghamiq hospital.
Physicians right there, agreed of an existence
of a-----كيس ضغط -----in the brain. It was
prooved by a portrait made by doctor Fouad
Sabra, the specialist of scaning the brain, in
the American hospital of Beirut.
decided in conclusion, that there are no
solution for the healing of this girl but by
cutting in the skull bones. And such an
operation, no one can do, but Parisian
And since the
father financial situation unable him of doing
so. His daughter`s pain kept increasing, day
later she was attacked by a crisis, for straight
five hours, when everybody thought she died. And
they start crying.
Her father at
that point recognised father Sharbel and rushed
to where his photo are, and start asking him for
a miracle, in all faith and certitude. And he
promessed to visit him and donate all what he
can do, if his daughter get well.
The next day
the girl woke up. And got completely
- The healing of a broken skull in
from Aintouret El-Maten testified: my son use to
work with me somewhere above Aintoura. And when
we was coming back at night to the village. We
saw passing by, a loading truck full of people
of our relatives. Some of them called my son
Youhanna, to jump in, while the truck kept
rolling. He jumped, when one of the riders gave
him hand, but couldn`t pull him in, his hand
slip off, of the other man`s grip, and his head
was slamed on the truck body. His skull was deep
wounded, and lost conscious.
Quickly we rushed to
a certain doctor from Dhour El-Shoueir. He
checked him, and found his skull broken, and
there is no hope for him to live. But said: let
us take the risk and send him to the American
he was checked by this one Armenian physician
Jodiak, whom he also presume that there is no
hope for the boy to live. But if his parents
agreed, he will pass him a surgery, but it is
going to be a risky one.
took three hours. The doctor cleaned the skull
of the boy. Then inform his parents, of a hope
that he may speak again.
stayed in the hospital for sixteen days, with no
benefit. At this point physicians agreed that
there is no hope of him, and they indicated to
his parents to take him home.
mother heard so, she knelt down and called to
saint Sharbel for succor, his father also
adjoining the supplication he promess father
Sharbel to visit him barefooted.
later, after the physicians gave up on him, and
that his mother puted him under father Sharbel
succor. Life came back to him and he started
mooving. After three days he started talking.
Not to long after that, he left the hospital
- The wonders of God
Linda El –Yamani testified:
my son who have three years old and a half, got
a belly-----فتق----- to the right hand side, and
the intestin fell over the-----كيس البيض-----,
that caused him a swell and a fast growing puff,
which made the risk rising day after
I took him to the army doctor,
Berjawi, he recommended to be girded. I
fulfilled his order for three days. The -----
-----فتق and the risk kept increasing. I headed
to this one surgeon Anis Makhlouf, after the
examination, he indicated that the intestin is
knoted in, and he have no more then three
days, to receive a surgery! Or otherwise the
child will risk death! He asked for two hundred
Pounds for his expense.
we are average people, living of my husband`s
salary, and we cannot afford to pay this amount.
We then bounded for doctor Shehab El-Dyn for
help, and he promessed to give help in Hotel
Dieux`s hospital, and also indicated of the need
of passing surgery.
Before starting anything,
I picked up the child along with my husband and
the whole Family, and headed to Ennaya`s
monastery in september-11-1950, and we layed the
child on Sharbel`s tomb, and asked him, thrue
his love to the poors and the sicks, to have
pity on the child, and heal him without going
after physicians. And we annointed him with
blessed oil and water, and censed him with
father Sharbel `s blessings, and girded him with
a waistband from the saint. We stayed in the
monastery for a night and a day. We had vowed to
stay there for three days and three nights. But
my husband`s job doesn`t allow him so. When
coming back home. An elder monk appeard to me in
a dream, wearing white, he reproched me saying:
why you did not let stay the boy for three
nights before the tomb? Get up and take him. And
do what I ordered you to do. And you will see
that the boy will be heald. And don’t be
morning she found her son in a natural
Assaf El-Sheweifat testified: five months ago I
had a severe migraine.
I went to
doctors, Zbouny, Elyas Baaqlyni, and Kiwane.
They have me X-Rayed, then told my son Shaker:
we diagnosed your father`s head and suspecting a
cancer. However there are no curing for
him at all!
surviving my pain with analgesic injections and
pills, for sleeping little bit, because I use to
feel like knives piercing my brain.
They had me
having twelve X-Rays. And all indicated that I
had brain cancer. And it appears catching the
brain like a crab.
About a month
ago I was having a meal with my family, when a
severe crisis hit me, I puted my hand on my
forehead, food fell from my hand, I
screemed get me a doctor then I passed out.
Doctors Karakian, Ajarian, Zbouny, Kiwane, and
Rizk all came and checked me, and all agreed,
that there is no solution for me! My stools and
urin was coming out without feeling.
I had a
neighbor, who was George Beyk Hemeiry (Beyk is
like sort of a count) he offered to take me to
the American University Hospital immediately,
and so he did.
I was in a coma, doctor Rajnian, declared to my
son: it is absurd to have your father in here!
Because he have fifteen minutes left to live.
And the doctors of the faculty refused to pass a
surgery for him! At that point my son went back
and told George Beyk Hemeiry the story. George
contacted the hospital chief doctors and told
him to pass the surgery when in both ways he is
dying. This way he may have the chance to
survive. And this what happened.
place in late october 1950. they took me to the
operations room out of conciense.
My kin in the
outside was waiting, carying saint Sharbel`s
photos, kneeling on the floor, shouting,
wailing, saying: Oh Mar Sharbel, change the
cancer to blood (thinking that a blood clot will
be easier). And they puted saint Sharbel`s photo
on the glass at the operations`s room,
repeating: change the cancer to blood.
started, they opened a cut me on the right side,
on the top of my head and found nothing, then
they stiched it with three stiches. Then they
opened another cut on the left side, at a
measure of thirty eight stiches. They took of
the bone. And found something dark black appeard
covering the brain. So they sucked it out with a
needle. It was hundred and twenty grams of
point, doctor Jarakian the faculty president,
left the operation room, and stepd out and told
the people with a very loud voice: saint Sharbel
has changed for you the cancer into blood! The
took two hours. Then three hours later I stood
up and walked, like I was never ill. I even
asked to go home.
Poor, and my family consist of
Shaker makhlouf testified:
I, as a daily handy worker, was carying a heavy
load at Edward factory in Naher El-Kalb, I felt
some pain in my back, I thought it is just
little passing fatigue. But it lasted long, it
stayed for about two months.
period of time, I was checking physicians, among
them Emile Geagea and Abou-Rjaileh, and some
others. They told me that I need a surgery. Then
I had X-Rayes in Hotel Dieux Hospital, right
there I also have been told, that I need a
surgery, because the vertebras are mooved from
its places. I consulted two other Arabic
physicians, one said the same thing, the need of
a surgery, the other said, It takes a long time
Then I was
thinking that I am a poor man, and that I am
responsible of nine persons, so I rememberd
saint Sharbel healing many, and that I am of his
kin and of his village, and that I must take him
At that time
I couldn`t walk without leaning on a staff. And
at the second I willed to visit his tomb, my
backpain dissapeard instantly, and I threw the
staff away, and walked like I never had
visited saint Sharbel`s tomb. To pay thanks to
the grace of God, given on the hand of his
- Go and teach the whole world
(Mat 28/19). The healing
of a Child son of Hasan Rmaihy the summer of
Rmaihy (a muslim) from the village
of Karkiya close to Kartaba, his son who is six
years old fell from a high roof. His brain
Farres saaid consulted him, and found no way of
father took him to doctor Habib Al-Khoury`s
hospital. The physicians there, sent him back,
to die at home.
In the way
home his parents saw him giving up his last
breaths. They asked of Yousef Fransis from
Janneh, who was accompanying them, to pass by
Mahmoud Nasr El-Dyn (a muslim), who is staying
next to Aalmat, right at the Al-Meshnakah`s
curb, to call him to attend the funeral
(muslims, start funeral right after death). When
they reached Artaba, Ghattas Karam`s wife heard
his parents weeping for the boy, she rushed and
grabed him from their hands after she urged them
to believe in father Sharbel, the boy was out of
any indication of life. She took him home and
annointed him with water, from saint Sharbel`s
sepulcher. Right away the boy, regain concious
and shouted: mama!.
rolled back and headed to Ennaya`s monastery to
baptize the boy and to give thanks to father
In the way
there, they arrived to Al-Meshnakah`s curb, they
stoped to informe Mahmoud Nasr El-Dyn, not to go
to the funeral. By coincidence, they met right
there with Yousef El-Khoury Boutros, they
recited to him the event, and asked of him
hoping to accompany them to the monastery, to be
the god-father for the boy.
- Sharbel in Iraq
Karkaji testified: My son Nawal who have four
years old now. He caught a high fever when he
was twenty five days old. Which hit down the
tendon of his legs and cramped his toes. That
made him hunchback like an arch. And
dryness hit the brain nerves, then it spreaded
to all his body.
Then he turn
to be, a hopeless conditions. when I try to set
him on the floor he fall on all the four sides.
He was suffering the pain of his conditions all
the term of his sickness.
showed him to all the physicians in Basrah and,
elsewhere. He even showed him to the english
doctor Terd and doctor Davis, the physician of
the oil company in Karkouk.
become looking like a pharmacy, because of the
uncountable number of medicines we brought
And with all
these efforts, the boy attained no result at
brought him to Beirut, and took him to many
doctors, among them, the children specialist
doctor, Philip shedid.
taking place in 1949.
much of treatment the boy stayed the same, if
not to mention he was becoming worst after
decided to take him to london. But when Sharbel
news and great miracles became widespreaded in
year of 1950. we picked up our son and bounded
to his holy tomb, many times.
started gaining healing time after time untill
his back got fully straighted, and his legs`s
tighs was completely released, and backed to its
natural state. His continuous migraine had left
him, and gained back full health.
gained appetite, after he was someone who
does`nt know what food is about. When feeding
him I use to put an amount of a bite in his
mouth and it stays there twenty four hours,
without swallowing it. Today he become eating
good, sleeping good and calme.
In June-27-1950, saint Sharbel appeard to my son
conciously before lots of group of people at his
cell. After I had asked saint Sharbel to take of
the blessed gird from my son`s legs. So he
started talking to the boy with a high voice
everybody there heard it, then we saw the palm
and the wrist of a hand on Nawal`s leg, who
started crying. After that we found the gird
loosed out of the boy`s leg, and also he took of
- Sharbel in Brezil
- Ulcer and weakness of the
The News, Brezilien news
paper wrote: Victor kimawy, a man residing in
the city of Byron Pears in Saw Pawlo state. He
is the director of health and rescue, for that
city. He had a very complexed stomach ulcer, and
got heald from it. He said: I caught an ulcer in
my intestin, the twelfth, (deodenum.) For more
then fifteen years.
specialists physicians undertook the assurance
of my curing. And I also took enough precaution,
in eating and drinking. All these efforts was
just in vain, with no benefit.
period, I also had sickness of my heart.
of my sickness pushed me to where I entered one
of saint Andrew hospitals, thrue its director,
whom he is a famous surgeon, and a specialist
for stomach sickness.
X-Ray, he decided to pass me a surgery, after
four days, so they will have the chance to take
all precautions needed for the surgery. Next a
group of physicians, have checked me, and found
my heart cannot resist a surgery. So they
cancelled the decision of passing it. And they
left me in a state of despairing, which because
of it I may not go out the hospital alive.
That night, a
Lebanese friend visited me. And the fact seeing
me in that state, he start calming me down,
proposing saying: there are a physician who will
give you healing, like he did to many, and he is
present and absent! Alive and dead!
And he recite
to me the biography of saint Sharbel. Then I
vowed to him, to confess and partake of the holy
mysteries, every Friday for nine months. Then I
started a niner-Rosery for the sacred heart of
Jesus, thrue his beloved Sharbel, so he may
assume for me the Grace of healing.
That night I
slept calm. In the morning I woke up, feeling
hungry. I asked for food and I ate with
appetite, without feeling pain like I used to.
Therefore I quit taking medicine and stoped
abstaining from certain food. I started eating
whatever I desired. Three days passed and I
didn`t feel any pain in my stomach, nor in my
I went back
to my residence, and got back in the office,
continuing my job, in health directing.
A year passed
and I am in a complete health and vigor, even
though I am almost sixty five years of age.
physical health I received a spiritual one.
- A dentist in Rio
Ibrahim El-Khoury testified: I caught a heart
desease, followed by diabese, and short
breathing, for fourteen years.
got hard, and put me to bed, motionless,
couldn`t even speak, in answering, I used my
treated by many physicians, but with no benefit
at all. Then when physicians gave up on me, they
urge me to go see this one famous specialist
Jayro Ramos in the city of Saw Pawlo.
Then I have
been carried to his clinic. This one after
checking me, and seeing the X-Rayes, presume in
spot, there is no hope for my healing. But thrue
treatment and watching, I may live another year
I have been
brought back home, and I am in a total risk.
But my curing
was with a just Godly miracle, at the hand of
father Sharbel the wonderworker, thrue this one
lebanese person Mr Louis Khoury.
And this one
coming back after visiting Lebanon, and having
the honor of visiting Sharbel`s tomb, got a
blessed peace of clothe of the tunic Sharbel use
to dress with for Liturgy. Been kind and
generous to me he gave me a little peace of it,
and I putt it on my heart with a living faith.
And I started praying for God in honoring father
Sharbel, after I and my physicians had lost hope
of my curing.
Right away I
felt a sudden progress, and I was driven to a
I left the
physicians completely, and got of my bed. And I
felt no more in none of my three deseases.
- Sharbel in Egypt
the frensh issued magazine in Cairo, wrote in
August-15-1950: they notify us, about many
miraculous healing events in Egypt, that
happened with people, who drinked from the water
imported from Ennaya`s monastery, where the body
of Sharbel exist, or have touched a piece of his
clothe, was sent by faithfull people by the
intercession of the holy man.
We did not
give enough attention, in the beginning. But
here is a doctor and professor, in Al-Ayni
palace faculty, and a well known surgeon, in
Cairo, are getting ready to testify that they
have seen, an extraordinary healing incidents,
by the intermediary of the recluse Sharbel.
So, is it the
good effect which had touched that holy man, is
appearing even in Egypt?
We wanted to
be sure of that point. So we went to visit,
people whom the miracles happened with, from
- The healing of Mrs Adma Yousef
Shobra street in Cairo, a heavy populated
street, living an old lebanese woman, named Adma
Yousef Yssa. She have been living in Egypt for
twenty three years, among her children and grand
She have been
suffering for a while, from blood pressure,
which causes inflation in her legs, provoking
pain that prevent her from walking.
She told us
one day: I woke up at night under lots of pain,
and took the bottle of water, which a friend of
mine had sent me, from Ennaya`s monastery. I
drinked the whole thing and not like I was
informed to take drops at the time.
The next day,
I was completely heald, all the pain in my legs
had gone. and I start walking and climbing
stairs as you see.
- The healing of the
lebanese star Joseph Al-Jalekh
are, some other lebanese, living momentarily in
Egypt, the star Joseph Al-Jalekh, one of the
very believers, of Annaya`s hermit (saint
Sharbel). Last month was attacked by a very high
fever, which measure fourty cellcuse (equal to
hundred and four fhernheight).
an envelope from his mother, having a small part
of father Sharbel`s clothe.
He said: I rubed my
forehead with it, and after half an hour, I felt
a violent tremor in my body, then I slept.
morning, I woke up heald, a complete healing.
Plus I was suffering pain of a joint illness in
my knee and it has disappeard just
gratitude, I invented a painting portray,
representing the monk Sharbel, of my own
immagination. And what is worthy to mention, is
when the french press reporter, Charles Dede saw
the drawed portray, assured to me he look like
this one monk`s photo he have seen, at the
maronite patriache in Bkerke,
- The healing of an
Samir Aabdallah, the professor of the surgical
dentistry in the faculty of medicine in Al-Aayni
Palace, declared: I myself observed the goodness
and the benefits of father Sharbel, and I
declare that I got heald instantly from a very
high fever, thrue the intercession of Sharbel,
the second I touched a piece of his clothe, it
was sent from Lebanon.
- The testimony of doctor
I did put a piece of clothe of the monk Sharbel,
in my clinic, I noticed a quick and tangible
recovering with many healing events among my
- My daughter Amale is in
Al-Aziz Mhammad Ali testified: I am the business
representative of the lebanese count, Edward
Shedid in Egypt.
I was in
Lebanon when I heard about father Sharbel`s
wonders. So I willed of visiting, and I
accomplished it. I got as blessings, oil and
arrival home to Al Zaqaziq in Egypt, entering my
house I found my daughter Amale sick, of
typhoid, and already got treated by two
She was in a
critical condition. I annointed her forehead
with the oil I got, and she slept that night
The next morning was just
virtuous for all of us, that we found my
daughter`s health in a good condition. And God
took the risk away from her.
daughter is in good condition, by the grace of
God thrue the visit of father Sharbel`s
May god give
us the benefit of his blessings, asking him
mercy to me and my likeness.
- Sharbel in syria
- In Damascus
Yvone daughter of Georges Khoury from Damascus.
Upon accumulating first year of her age, she got
caught with high fever,which hit both of her
hips, and left her crippled, swaying in her
walk, in a way that attract the visions of
people and mooving their feelings of pity toward
her as a young lady.
Hasibah, thirty years ago, her knee also got
caught with a sickness that made her stiff, plus
she had a heart sickness.
June-3-1950, Yvone and her mother came to Beirut
along with her brother Dimitry whom he is a new
married young man with a lady from Ashrafiyeh
At five PM,
Dimitry mooved on with his mother and sister,
toward Sharbel. Yvone already prepared herself
for the visit by fasting three days without
water, so she can assume the grace of healing
together with her mother thrue the intercession
They took a
ride going there. Now two miles before reaching
saint Maroon`s monastery. They got out of the
car. Dimitry, huged his mother and sister each
on one side and walked toward the monastery. The
road was unpleasant to walk, it was full of
thorns, bushes, stones, and meanders, which they
were not customized for. They walked for an hour
and a half.
prepared for his mother, he took the medicines
for the heart, in case she needed it. In the way
there he proposed the medicine for her, she
refused clearifying: I am relying on God and
they arrived to the saint`s sepulcher and found
the groupes of visitors gathering around it. And
the sicks are praying and crying, demanding
healing. They were hundreds, some staying at the
tomb, others sleeping in the walkways in the
monastery or in the new temple, next to the
and her daughter was touched by the seen of the
sicks, which most of them are inflicted, with
much greater disability then them and cannot
work to make living. So they felt pity for them,
and said to one another: we are in a better
state then these miserables, we can at least
make living, but what these paralyzed people can
do to live?
forgot about her sickness and start praying for
the sicks that are lying down before the tomb,
likewise the daughter did. They spent the night
between the church and the tomb, in praying and
imploring without sleeping.
At six in the
morning, the three of them return back to
Beirut, each having in the heart the fever of
the faith, and gladness. But Yvone and her
mother received no healing.
arrived to Ashrafieh. The mother lyed down in
bed, to rest, the journey was so hard for her.
Not even half
an hour later, she start feeling her dry leg
numb. Then start feeling severe pain in her
stiff knee, then she heard like a crack in the
knee bone, then screemed! What`s with me? Right
away she stood up, and without noticing she bent
her knee and with an immediate act she knelt on
her knees praying, yet she did not know she`s
heald, Yvone shouted my mother is heald,
miracle! miracle! Members of the house with
Dimitry ahead of them rushes to see the matter.
He rejoiced seeing his mother kneeling and
praying, then turned to see Yvone, and now this
time he shouted you also sister are heald!
Because he saw her knee is mooving freely and
his sister is walking toward his mother a
just natural walk, like she was never crippled
or disordered. Yvone who also was`nt aware of
her healing, she was troubled and did not
believe herself, screemed: how possible can be?
Her brother was affraid something may happen to
her from the heavy impact of such incident, he
refer to her to go upstairs an watch herself on
the miror how she looked and walked straight.
She did, and when she saw herself straightened
standing and walking for the first time in her
life, she start crying and cheering of
happiness, and shouted of a high voice: Thank
your goodness oh saint Sharbel! Two wonders in
our house for me and my mother! She called home
Damascus, and proclaimed the good news to her
kin and neighbors. She recommand them to offer
sacrifice an animal and call the poor of the
neighborhood for a ceremony of Cheering and
thanksgiving to God.
the family was back home in Damascus, people was
crowding in the house family, friends and
connections, congratulating, sharing the
happiness, but above all of that, to see the two
spoke about these two miracles happening in one
walking all the hours of the day, even sometimes
late at night, before her visitors, so they see
her and give glory to God for such a
- in Aleppo
An unseen hand hited
Gebrayel Yasmin testified: I am
an orthodox christian, I have thirty five years
Two years and
a half ago, I caught a very severe stroke on the
right side of my body, and it became motionless,
like a wooden board. My sense of feeling went
dead, from the shoulder to the buttom of my
foot. Sometimes when I got injected with a
needle in my right side, I wouldn`t know it
happened unless I look. My head shake strongly
and fast, my crippled hand too. And I used to
drag my hip with disturbance when walking.
Then I heard
about Sharbel`s amazing events.
My mother and
I took a ride, and came straight to visit his
Then when I
was there for even less then two days, the
morning of June -12-1950 I felt like an
invisible hand, smacked me on the right side of
my jaw, a hit made me fell on the ground. My
body start convulsing especialy the right side.
The crisis lasted for about two hours. My mother
thought I am giving up my soul.
the moment the crisis ended, my right hand and
leg started mooving, and gained back its sense
of feeling, my head stoped shaking and rested in
its natural position. then I never felt any
That will develop
risk for the boy brain
1950 his parents declared: our son Tony
who have six years old was born with an
empty-----كيس البيض-----. He was little ,we
wasn`t paying attention for that.
But two years
ago he started complaining of a pain in
his-----محالب-----. I his father started
observing then I found the -----كيس البيض
-----empty. I was scared. I carried the boy to
doctor Antoine Seccal our relative. He consulted
the boy and found-----
كيس البيض----- empty, and assumed that the
البيض----- ----- are sitting on the top of the
----- محالب-----, and that will develop risk for
the boy brain in the future, which may make him
we took him to beirut, to doctor Norman, chief
doctors of the American faculty of medicine.
After a very
delicate consultation, he came out with the same
determination of our related doctor. And he gave
him prescription, a series of injections
as treatment to go for a while, and after that
urged the neccesity of a surgery.
passed, and the injections gave no result. So we
stoped the injections, and gave up on
People use to
tell us, he is fittibale for priesthood!
like this carrying this burden, untill the
proficient heavenly physician came, father
Sharbel, whom was sent as mercy to many by the
care of God.
So we carried
our son to him, us his parents accompanied by
his aunt Aalyeh.
We arrived to
the sanctified sepulcher. And bowed down before
it, sharing the prayers with the believers. Then
I his mother Mary heard, a voice in my depts, my
son Tony was heald and his البيض----- -----
slided down to its place.
And it was
so. البيض----- ----- was in its natural place,
fixed, in the size of a big olive.
checked by doctor Antoine Saba, the designated
doctor of the monastery health departement.
took place in August-29-1950.
- in Qamishly
September-2-1955 Mounirah stano testified:
In March-9-1954 I caught a desease of
-----السحايا------and I stayed ill for twenty
had brought me groups of physicians, among them,
Ahmed Nafez, Francois Shadaravian and Paul
Boulghary. Unanimously all agreed that the
chance of my healing is very low.
came and gave me the death annointment. Bishop
Yousef Janenjy came and was there attending my
sickness days, father Yousef Khashan the
Lebanese monk was giving a spiritual training
lessons, in our town Qamishly. He learned about
my case, and he gave me a blessed oil from
father Sharbel`s shrine. And also blessed me
with a napkin having Saint Sharbel`s photo.
I slept and
saw in my dream father Sharbel telling me: I
gave you healing.
I woke up
relaxed, and after three days, I got completely
Thank God for
his gifts. And thanks to Sharbel, for his
intercession for me.
- Sharbel in the United State of
Ghantous from Florida wrote: I had diabetes, and
my physician willed to put me in the hospital
for my diabetes was so high which puted me in
received a little piece of Sharbel clothes. I
did put it in a little wrapping coat of clothe,
and hanged it on my chest.
I vowed to
pledge $ seventy five, and to accumulate the
(niner) Rosary for saint Sharbel. And since
there are no (niner) Rosary for him. I vowed to
confess and partake of the holy sacrament fo
reputated physicians, but without a benefit.
They even saw that he was in a high risk of
death, And the hope of his curing is out.
And since he
had no children, thus he wrote to his brother
Aalwan in Ayto, to come to America to inherite
At that time
Mershed was in a hospital belonging to one of
the medical universitys. Right there, he saw in
a dream , a monk conversing on the phone, with a
physician of another hospital, askimg him,
<such a medicine for such a desease (and he
named for him the name of the desease and its
medicine),do you have that? Doctor answered: yes
I do. At that point, Mershed woke up, and found
no one around him.r nine successive Sundays. And
days the Lord granted me the healing thrue the
intercession of saint Sharbel.
- I became like crazy
widowed of Ibrahim Sharbel from Bkarzlah,
resident of Utica, New-York, USA. Wrote in
July-4-1961: I had kidney, liver, heart, and
-----طحال----- problems and-----حصر بول-----and
-----سويداء------. I kept seeing, numerous
skilled and proficient physicians for fifteen
years and my health was kept going from worst to
This one day
after fifteen years passed, one friend came and
visited me. The fact she saw me as I was
miserable, like a crazy! She had pity on me, and
told me to take saint Sharbel as a shelter. And
he is worthy to give you healing thrue the the
help of God. His wonders are widespread around
This what had
happened. Thrue the intercession of saint
Sharbel and after I asked him. I was heald and
became well, and my health like before I was
I do thank
saint Sharbel from all my heart.
- A monk speaking on the
phone with the doctor
1955, father Antonios Aalwan testified: I
remember an incident happened with some of my
relatives in the United States of America, named
Mershed Aalwan from Ayto Lebanon, resident of
caught a chronic desease. He was treated by lots
of well reputated physicians. But with no
The hope in
his healing was out. Physicians informed him of
his condition and that he was in a high risk of
And since he
had no children. He wrote to his brother Aalwan,
in Ayto, to come to America to collect his
when Mershed was in this hospital belonging to
one of these medical university. Right there he
saw in a dream, a monk speaking on the phone ,
with another doctor then his, in a different
hospital, and telling him about such a desease
and such a medicine (and he named to him the
desease and the medicine) then asked him: would
you have that medicine? And that physician said
At this point
Mershed woke up and found no one around him.
that was saint Sharbel in the dream. Because he
always venerated saint sharbel with a special
exaltation. And have always sent to saint Maroon
monastery in Ennaya, where saint Sharbel`s
sepulcher are, presents, oblations and
understood that was a true vision from saint
Sharbel, and that the medicine named by the
saint, is what going to heal him.
the dream to the doctor, in the hospital he is
in. Then asked him to go to that other doctor in
that other hospital. He was delivered by air,
with his wife and a nurse.
there under a very critical condition. He met
with that designated physician, and told him
what he had saw in the dream. And asked him
about the foretold medicine.
He gave it to
him. He got heald.
- Sharbel in Australia
- physicians were perplexed
July-6-1955, Joseph Antoune from Sidney
testified: I was crippled, always lying in bed,
and couldn`t walk but on two crutchs. Because of
my left leg which was fully disabled.
It come to
pass, that I was suffering severe pain for two
Then I told
saint Sharbel: be with me oh Sharbel, to walk
without a crutch, and to relief me from pain.
The next day, I stood up and threw the two
crutchs away, and start walking little by
little. The physicians were perplexed seeing
I thank saint
Sharbel for this grace.
- her eyes dropp tears, days
December-15-1959 Gerges Khdair, Al-Baney
from Sidney Australia wrote: I was on the street
one day, when a sixty years old woman stopped
me. Her eyes dropped tears days and nights.
seeing her physician repeatedly every week. Then
he decided to pass her a surgery.
So I proposed
to bring her, some blessings from Sharbel the
great saint. And I recited to her, part of his
life. She fully believed in him.
The next week
I gave her, a small part of clothe of what I
had. It was of the saint`s clothe, I brought it
in with me when I visited his
She was heald
when she rubbed her eyes with that holy piece.
was cancelled and the pain has gone, from her
- Sharbel in the Argentina
Noken city, there are a hotel, called saint
Sharbel one of the very modern hotels, owned by
two lebanese people, Wadih and Emily, from
A pilot of a
personal plain, had a reservation in the hotel,
accompanied with three persons, whom arrived to
the city to accomplish some transactions, with
the state Governor, related to an orphanage and
a shelter. Under the name of the evangelical
school for orphans. And they spent three days in
the hotel. Then time came to go back to their
state. So they asked the hotel owners, why this
hotel is called saint Sharbel? And who is that
saint? They told them, that he is a saint from
Lebanon and that he brought forth miracles
around the world. The pilot and his associates
said: we are expecting a possibility of some
failure flying back. Therefore we may ask for
some photos for saint Sharbel, so he may save
us. And they gave them the photos.
name was Edwardo Morario, with the passengers,
Hozey Befran, the engineer Antonio Morgio, and
Benito Befran. Their airoplane was theirs, it
was a just little Bayber.
Half an hour
after their departure from Noken airport, they
had a failure in the plain engine. The
passengers screemed saint Sharbel save us! The
plain crash and was destroyed. But they came out
Morario declared, that this was the first plain
crash in the world with a distruction of the
plain, that happen without bodily damages. And
we are going to visit saint Sharbel in Lebanon
to give thanks to him.
Argentine news letters, wrote about the
incident, on their cover pages, with photos of
saint Sharbel and his biography.
- Sharbel in France
In year 1957, father Louis
Wehbe wrote in Sharbel`s Magazine: I was lucky
having the chance, to live in Ennaya`s monastery
for several years, where I fulfilled a mission,
nothing could`ve had pleased me as it did, which
was: responding back to people`s letters.
The day I reached
the monastery, was a Thursday in late september
of year 1951, the monastery received 1422
letters, from all around the world, and
eventually from France.
evaluation for the overflowing amount of letters
that was answered from October-2-1950, untill
august 1952, was 18483 letter.
beginning the most common subject of these
letters was, discribing the different problems
of people, like sickness, calamitys, spiritual
or financial problems. Next we start seeing,
people looking mostly how to grasp the grace,
and rejoice and thank…
how father Sharbel news was spreaded to such a
faraway localitys, we know how powerfull
the capability of God if he will, to glorify
those who glorified him in their lifetime.
We now give the
chance to Ici Paris newspaper. The newspaper
that was never intrested with religious news.
Its reporter now is going to discribe to us one
of the many factors, saint Sharbel worked
through. That describtion was published in the
copy of, 10-09-1951, under the title of: Father
Sharbel have heald me in a miraculous sort.
translate the describtion from french to arabic
by letter, ( a way to say, a precise
Mrs B-B, from
La Rochelle said: This is the Healing
prescription, the whole city is waiting for.
reached the first floor, and the door was
opened, I suddenly met a woman, she has a mighty
head, she was dressed with old fashion clothes,
and her face was beaming with clarity. She was
the one father Sharbel had lavished to her a
in this woman`s view, is a regular matter. She
speaks with simlicity and certitude, just like
receiving mail. She is about seventy two years
of age. She narrated to me with all kindness,
the solid miracles, which its echos are to peal
on, in all the religious part of the west.
So she said:
yes sir, it is the tender hearted father Sharbel
who cured me. But the biggest miracle had
happened with my daughter.
Me, I had
joints illnesses for many years, and in the end
I became a motionless. Suddenly the pain
vanished, and here I started jumping like a
deer! Oh! How affectionate father Sharbel
tears was flowing of the eyes of this virtuous
lady, and her face beaming with gladness while
pronouncing the venerated name, her lips didn`t
wanna give up kissing a photo for saint Sharbel
displayed in the newspaper, untill the photo
lost its shape and it was about to be ripted of.
continued saying: yes, father Sharbel the
affectionate, is so powerfull, he heal the
faithfull and the ungrateful…and what is
he capable of, men`s brain cannot figure!
Mrs B`s faith
surpass the describtion. A strong faith, clear
reigned over my feelings and mooved deep my
sentiments. In that little room, where things
are in order, and silence govern, the
supernatural feeling also govern, degrading the
common sientifical precepts. By then, entered
the lady that received the greatest gifts of
fourty seven years old lady, she lost her
husband, he was a deputy police officer, she is
well shaped, with good appearance. And alike her
mother she`s calme and sober. She told me I was
heald in a miraculous sort and by the
intercession of father Sharbel the saint. And
she start discribing to me the manner of her
healing, and how anyone who will, can receive
the same miracle.
So she said:
for many years I had pain from a swell that
appeard in the right side of my chest, and I was
scared that will turn to a cancer.
And when physicians in my
town, was not capable of healing me, I went to
Poitier, where there was a specialist of my
case, who is doctor M… I felt better with the
injections he gave me, but the tumor stayed as
it was. Not long after the had pain gone, it
came back much stronger, up to the degree were I
lost with it my sleepiness.
Last April, I
read in Ici Paris newspaper, an article of its
accredited reporter, discribing the strange
healings that is happening in Ennaya. So it came
to my mind to write to father Boutros Zahrah,
the abbot of saint Maroun Ennaya`s monastery, in
Lebanon. And I had the certainty that God`s care
is going to put me on the salvation`s drag.
And here is
the letter`s text:
I redd in Ici Paris weekly newspaper, the
description of the miracles that is happening in
Ennaya. And I am suffering great pain in my
chest, were the most famous physicians couldn`t
cure it for me. And since I have a strong faith,
then my healing is of no doubt is eligible, if
you grant me some relics of father Sharbel… I
enclosed with the letter little bit of my hair,
I did put it on the sick part of my chest.
No more then
twelve days had passed, and I received the
respected lady I`m sending back to you the
things you sent to us after we watered it with
the miraculous sweat perspiring from saint
Sharbel`s body. And we recognized you in our
Now what I
sent for is in my possession! I blessed myself
with the sanctified sweat, and some relics
consisted of small pieces of red clothe, I
didn`t hesitate to swallow them, mooved by an
irresistible feelings of faith. The rest of the
relics I put it on the spots where I feel pain.
After that I went to an adjacent church, the
Savior, to pray before the Virgin.
The moment I
started praying, the miracle started taking
place, I felt like an electric circuit
penetrating me, and shuddering my body. At that
moment I started sweating and my chest started
itching in a strange way.
At night I
felt in my mouth a sharp taste of sweatting. In
the same time the abscess moved from the right
side to the left, the inflation in my leg and in
my hand that remained with me for a long term,
had vanished away, and the heavy cough that use
to strike me with much of spitting, I was saved
from all of that pain! I was healed!.
This is what
Ici Paris newspaper wrote, and it had wide echo
in all parts of Europe, not much longer after
that it reached America and Africa.
lady had worked tirelessly, to show gratitude to
whom he granted her that grace. So she
didn`t stop spreading the miraculous news, not
only in her town but in all towns and villages
of the suburbs.
that have a sick relative start feeling mooved
by the power of faith and hope, to write to
Ennaya asking for blessings, following the
footsteps of Mrs B-B, by sending some of the
sick person`s hair, with a piece of clothe that
was layed on the sick or the painfull part of
Letters from France
The two pieces of relics you sent
have done two great miracles: the healing of my
prostate. And a healing for my mother for her
Bordeaux, France in
I received from father Sharbel,
great spiritual and secular graces. He saved me
from a critical panic situation, I happen to be
And a very severe migraine that put me in
risk of loosing my mind. All my was dispersed
away, as soon as I called for saint Sharbel.
Therefore I always shelter to saint Sharbel and
in fever, and I spread his news around
Lower Sein-France in
I received in the month of
December, relics for saint Sharbel from Ennaya.
When my husband who have cancer had carried it,
he start recovering in a strange way.
Astonishment took over the physician who was in
charge of him, after he gave up his
Geronde, France in
You have granted me in 03/01/1951
with a small fragment of clothe wetted with the
perspiring liquid of saint Sharbel`s body.
I have a brother who had a surgery for his
cancer in 02/20/1951. He was getting thinner
every day, fearing death he called the priest.
But after he kissed the relics, few days
passed, then he was able to leave the
dispensary, where he spent two months. He
regained quickly his power and his appetite. The
surgeon who passed him the surgery was just
perplexed, and he visited him several time.
Now my brother became very healthy, like
he was never sick before. He returned back to
his jobs. His weight returned just natural which
is 98 kilogram
- Sharbel in Belgium
O. de Munch
– 94, Brussels, Belgium, in 10/26/1951
father, I thank you so much for your letter that
included Father Sharbel`s relics. I felt
comfortable. I also gave part of the relics to a
friend of mine, whom she was in pain, she
benefited greatly from it. For me the traces of
cancer, which was I feard had disappeared. So
all my thanks to father Sharbel.
Belgium, in 11/21/1951,
My gratitude had
driven me to write these lines.
I received back, (
the socks that I sent, to be blessed from father
Sharbel`s sepulcher) the moment I put it on I
never felt the pain again. After thirty four
years full of intense pain.
This is just great
in reality. That`s why I never get tired praying
and thanking father Sharbel.
- Sharbel in Malte island
Malte Island, in
Father the Abbot, I thank
you for father Sharbel`s relics that I received.
It has been pleasure to declare to you, that
many of whom they shelter to saint Sharbel and
carried his relics, they received special
graces. Among them, a lady was risking death
because her kidney was poisoned during birth
delivery. The moment the relic was put on her
exhausted body, the pain disappeared. Thus she
called her new born: Alexander-Sharbel. The
physician seeing this sudden change, he was
nothing but astonished.
- Sharbel in Bekaa-Kafra
intellectual and poete Younis El-Ebn wrote in
Al-Aamal newspaper: And the teller, gone forth
with the supernatural narration, and I am
listening with a sense of humor, because
naturaly I don’t believe, but what sience has
prooved as solid concepts. But my narrator don’t
care much about my mocking smile, and he was
kept mooving zealously with what he was telling:
before Christmas, father Gebrayel Sekkar the
supervisor of saint Sharbel`s house. The house
that became a temple. He was praying in it and
he was surrounded with some people of the
village, when a strange light illumined the
place, and a deep scent flares in, and from a
cross made of ewers of cedar tree, dripped some
drops of scented water…
In the same time there was
some girls praying in the cave, where Sharbel
use to lodge, to pray and stay in solitude, they
have had the same phenomenon, light, scent, and
water drops, glittered on the cheeks of a statue
for the Virgin, hewed out of a white stone, and
running of the ----------مآفيlike tears. And in
the same time, same kind of liquid with the same
smell of scent, was dripping of Sharbel`s photo
that is hunged in the abbot`s bedroom in the
monastery. Shouting arises, bells runged, people
came forth and started wiping out the dripping
liquid, which they call, the bloody sweat.
dripping was augmenting.
bells ringing, people came from Bsharrey to see
what happened, so they saw by naked eyes, the
light and the sweat and they smell the strange
scent! After that, miracles
- I have seen by myself
entered Bekaa-Kafra filled with the desire and
curiosity, to get to know about the miracles
which I`m going to see by myself.
It was about
sunset, and I wasn`t carrying a flash light for
the camera, when I was opting to photograph the
places where the phenomenons had happend before
sunset, leaving conversations with the others
untill night. I went to Sharbel`s cave, and
among the people accompanying me, there was this
young lady named Badiaah Zaarour, she`s twenty
six years old, she dedicated her life to be
watchguard for Sharbel`s cave…Why!
stomach cancer, and had a surgery that failed.
She had statements from four different
physicians that prooved her cancer.
her one day, from death bed to Sharbel`s
sepulcher, where she slept one night. And in the
morning she was consulted by many physicians,
and they found no trace for the cancer.
one of the girls that was praying in the cave,
the time the miraculous phenomenon occured. She
was guiding the group, and she was pointing
toward the statue saying: this is the statue;
and as I was pointing the camera towards the
statue I saw two drops of tears rolling down the
stony cheecks, and I thought that will be just a
ruse, or it is a matter of humidity. I wiped out
these two tears, and I waited, meanwhile people
around me, knelt down praying in reaction toward
a miracle taking place, which they became
accustomed to. Then again, I was pointing the
camera toward the statue; two tears occurred
the picture, and everybody around me was on
their knees praying and chanting.
- Sharbel have heald us
And at night,
people who have seen strange wonders, came and
recite it to me, it was all meeting with the
narrative, I have been told.
presented to me Nahia Sahallita, a seventy six
wears old woman, it was said, she was one of the
people whom Sharbel cured when these phenomenons
-what was the
the sickness you was heald off ?
-My dear, ask
them they all know me… Four years ago I fell
off, of a berry tree, I broke my hand, and it
became stiffed… I couldn`t moove it, it has been
four years… then when the light shined in saint
Sharbel`s house, I rubed my hand with the water
that dripped from the cross, and I prayed then
slept… I woke up and my hand was mooving, like
it didn`t have a problem before… and when
everybody was confirming the truth of her story,
she was lifting up her hands towards heaven, and
she was saying gladly like a child: look my
dear, my hand now is mooving.
in her thirtys walked forward:
-And you my
-My name is
Leila Antonios, two years ago, in one of my
three sons body appeard a strange kind of
pimple, then rapidly pimpled developped and
coverd all his body then it was transmitted to
his two brothers, and it coverd their bodys from
the noses to the toeses… and in vain the
physicians treatments and their pills had
night the phenomenon appeard I wiped my sons`s
bodys with the bloody sweat, and I lett them
spending the night at saint Sharbel`s house, and
I stayed all night praying.
-have the pimples
She pointed out
three boys, who`s bodys have no trace of
pimples, and said: the village residents all
know them, ask them.
thirdly represented, she`s scared of me, and
scared of the camera. Then when she knew I write
about Sharbel, she stepd forward and said: I,
Sharbel heald me. Her name is Mary Hawshab
Makhlouf, she`s eleven years old.
-And what Sharbel
have heald you of my little girl?
-Since I was born
and I was inflicted with a constant shuddering
in my hands. And when I heard the bells ringing,
and miracles happening in Sharbel`s house, I ran
with the runners, and threw myself before the
Altar praying and crying, and I stayed all night
before the Altar, and in the morning the
shuddering had gone away.
- New sweat
that moment, shouting arises; What? And I
overlooked to where people gatherd, when
something like sweat was dripping of a photo
represent Sharbel, and the same strange scent
flares out, the one I smelled when I was in the
cave. I wasn`t much interested with that
phenomenon, but I preferd seeing those who
are told of, they have been heald of sicknesses
and disabilitys, and hearing their storys. In
vain I was seeking. And now praying time is
taking place, the prayer after every marvel. I
stood up watching the praying village, men and
women, elders and children, young men and young
ladys, all of them knelt down and praying
together. They don’t stand up, but to switch
from the monastery to Sharbel`s house, and from
Sharbel`s house to the cave, then they return to
- I experienced by myself
pretty lady walked forward, she`s in her
sixteenth, her name is Mary Shalhoub:
-I was on my knees
praying together with my friend (girl) Nour
Lattouf, when a bright light beamed in from
Sharbel`s photo, so we escaped, and since then I
couldn`t dare to enter the room, the light
shined from, untill I`ve seen the new miracles
though, yet I was still confused and skeptical,
1- perhaps the liquid is a result of weather
reaction, even thinking that such a possible
reaction did not occur but on Sharbel`s photos
and the statue of the Virgin and the Crucifix!
2- Perhaps the strange scent, are just some new
incense, getting litted somewhere. 3- And
possibly that the healing is, but self
But the next
day, I stood up astonished like the rest
of the astonished people, before two
phenomenons, I experienced by myself.
phenomenon was this: The person that was hosting
me, had litted charcoals for me for heating
(Bekaa-Kafra, is a small distant village, with
an altitude over fifteen hundred yards, having
freezing weather), the result was, I got a
headache and nausea, and I stayed untill dawn
feeling like I was gonna explode.
At dawn, an
old lady approached me, and said: let me wipe
your head with Sharbel`s Sweat deer sir. And
before I answer she wiped my head with a piece
of cotton; instantly I felt like something heavy
dropped off of my head, and all the pain
vanished! Then when I asked her about that
cotton and what`s in it, she said: I wiped with
it the cross when it was dripping the sweat.
never relate what I felt to a deceptive
inspiration, because I didn`t think or prayed,
nor I prepared myself to receive any
phenomenon was this: I accompanied Mary Shalhoub
to her house, to see the photo she said the
light beamed out of, and when she hold the photo
with her hand, I have seen a strange light, like
lightning, and it shine for seconds. I checked
well the photo and I didn`t see in it, anything
can emit light! I asked Mary if she saw
anything? She denied! Then when I straighted it
to photographe it. The same light flahed again.
- My husband work as a labor man to
make a living
February-18-1961, Naquiyyeh wife of Brahim
Ghaleb testified: my son Boutros was five
months old, I noticed he is having pain in his
doctor Shedyak consulted him, he told me: your
son is in need of a specialist in the faculty.
So I took him to the faculty with the company of
doctor Shedyak. After examination they told me:
a surgery is a must for your son`s haunch,
because the hip is mooved off, of its place, and
it must be mounted with a special piece of
metal, that coast three hundred L.P. . When I
heard that I went crazy, because I am poor, and
my husband work as a labor man to make a
physician told doctor Shedyak: if they don’t do
what I said, he is going to suffer pain, and his
leg is going to be shorter then the other, then
kept silent. Doctor Shedyak said may God take
care, and asked the surgeon: when will be the
due time for the surgery? He answerd: in due
time I`ll call after them, to bring in, the
After a while
we was informed by the faculty, about the
description of that piece of metal which we need
to buy from a store in Bab-Idris
whom he have these
our physician doctor Shedyak, and he said; you
need to hurry up to bring in, what is necessary.
At that time my husband Brahim headed to buy the
material, and I headed to father Sharbel, I
asked him to heal my son hithout a surgery, and
I prayed and I asked of him fervently.
Thank God, he
responded to my petition, and immediately my son
father returned back he was surprised, seeing
him walking. He told me: I found the store
closed, so I came back willing to go tomorrow.
And I told him: there is no tomorrow nor after
tomorrow, truly the only physician is father
Sharbel and he heald your son!
We went to
doctor Shedyak and he accompanied us to the
faculty. After examination and radiology, they
congratulated me for my son`s healing.
yesterday, we came to father Sharbel`s
monastery, my son, my husband, my mother in law,
and I, to thank father Sharbel, we settled near
his room where he lived, and we spent the whlole
- -This night is judging between
the life or death of your daughter
November-7-1961 Rogina Salim El-Sheiah from Fern
El-Shebbak wrote: my daugthter May, spouse of
Samir Hetteh, was under a definite risk of
death, after passing her two risky surgerys, by
doctor Khaldy, with the help of five physicians,
among them was one American.
The night she
was receiving the second surgery, doctor Khaldy
told me: pray for the saints and don’t neglect!
Because midnight is judging between the life or
death of your daughter. And added: pray for
me, and I started praying for saint Sharbel,
kneeling on my knees for six straight hours
the dot, my daughter called me and said: mom
give me water. I was just surprised, because my
daughter was out of conciense, she was cold like
ice, and there was no hope of her healing. I
gave her water , and I touched her with my hand
when I felt the warmth came back to her. I
informed doctor Khaldy who was staying up
awaiting her news. He came and with astonishment
said: what?! Have you prayed? And I said: yes I
prayed for saint Sharbel. He answered: the faith
the faith only have heald your daughter, peace
to the saints and the prophets.
- The retired first lieutenant in
the syrian army Mhammad Helmy Irbelli
date of December fifth 1965, when I was home, in
Al-Shraibat quarter Damascus, I saw on the
lebanese television a presentation of father
Sharbel Makhlouf and his beatification in saint
Peter`s Basilica, with the presence of his
beatitude the Pope. I have seen all theese
spectacles untill the end of the show on Beirut
The fact that
I was very attentive watching all details with
interest… it touched me deep in the soul. And an
idea came to my mind, to speak with this saint
in my while sleeping, and implore him to heal
the pain of my foot which was wounded six years
After I went
to Germany several times for hospitalization,
and I consulted many physicians among them
doctor Shrouder, the physicians president in
Louison hospital in Aven city, but all theese
treatments was of no benefit. Then I gave up
taking all theese medicines, and my hope in
healing my foot got cut off.
night, I went to bed and said: oh father Sharbel
Makhlouf, if you really are a saint, implore God
to heal my foot and if he does, I will believe
in your sainctity, and I fell asleep.
I have seen
in my dream, an old man sleeping in a box,
wearing white clothe and on his head, same like
what the Pope have and a-----مقصب-----and on his
chest a wooden Cross. He stretched his hand and
cutted a small piece of my ear and said to me:
that is not gonna hurt you, and truly I wasn`t
hurt at all.
of December sixth 1965, when I woke up from
sleep, I didn`t wear the stretch socks that
reduce the pain of my foot, like usual, because
I said to myself, perhaps I was heald. Then I
took a walk inside of my house, and I didn`t
feel any pain! I walked to down town for four
hours and I didn`t feel any pain like before.
Now six months already passed and also I didn`t
feel any pain, and I walk on feet with all ease.
sent you this statement not for publicity
especially that I am a muslim
- I prayed to saint Sharbel and I
Ghassan the congregation minister narrated in
01/16/1966: A durzic women married to Ramez
Hmaidan. She had some water congestion in her
knee, and a severe pain in her left
She tried all
she could`ve, of medical ways to suck the water
out of her knee, she benefited nothing. And the
more the water was sucked out, the more the
physicians ordered to pass a surgery, that is to
put an outlet underneath the skin, thus when
there are congestion it will suck it out. She
agreed, but did not appear at the apointment
The day of
December fifth 1965 I went to the Church, and
after Mass I passed by her house, so she asked
me if saint Sharbel still preforming miracles. I
answered yes and in fact today is the day of his
beatification in Rome, would you like to know
about saint Sharbel? She said: yes definitely.
So I gave her a booklet of saint Sharbel, I had
it in my car.
nineth of that month, it was a Thursday in the
afternoon, about two o`clock, I passed by her,
and she met me out by the door shouting: father
Ghassan! father Ghassan! the tears was immersing
her eyes. I said what happened to you have you
gone crazy? She start bending her knee and
twisting her left shoulder. I told who treated
you? Have you had a surgery? She said Sharbel,
Sharbel, I prayed to saint Sharbel and I got
- Ali El-Hejjar
member of the American inventors institute in
------Washington------, and the general
secretary for the lebanese atomic research
El-Hejjar is a muslim man, who understands saint
Sharbel through muslim scriptures. The following
is an anticipation of his storys, a proffer of
In the name
of God the Merciful, the Compassionate
Those who believed
and did the goods, the Merciful is having
cordiality for them.
Sharbel, a monk who dedicated his life to
worship God day and night. So he found an abode
for him in Ennaya`s monastery. And did not take
his religion for diversion, and life has not
So he believed and
bewared - thus he prayed and fasted, and worked
so he prospered and corrected, then died and not
decomposed- challenging the law of nature.
selected him to be a good example in an
age, were people have rebelled against his
obedience. God selected him as if he was aiming
to attrack people`s vision to his chastity. So
he bestowed his verses on some of the people as
signs, perhaps people will be leadd to the right
So it was
from the Merciful to this sober and virtuous
monk, that extraordinary miracles appeared on
his hand which exceeded the concepts of science
and art, however for anyone who visited
him in Ennaya`s monastery or have thought
myself have signed Down two miracles that
have its reputated degree in mecanical science
- The mecanical wonder
Examination on Sharbel`s body took
place in 1950, in Ennaya`s monastery, and it was
found whole after fifty two years of his
One of theese
days when I was coming back from Trablos to
Beirut passing through Jbeil, I saw thousands of
people driving toward Ennaya`s monastery to
visit father Sharbel, so I also destined in my
little Renault, to accomplish such a blessed
visit. Upon reaching the village of Toarzayya,
right next to a fountain, this one person
advises me to cool down the engine before
starting the old route that goes from Ehmej to
Ennaya`s monastery so the engine temperature
won`t go over heated, which will break me down,
taking for example what happen often with
others, because of the difficultys they face,
very high hills, with an angle from 12 to 16% ,
no asphalt, dirt road full of holes, bumps, and
stones, with an average speed up to 3 k/h, and
you can only go on low Gear. I did not listen to
his advice, and I kept driving untill I reached
the turn to the route Ehmej to Ennaya`s
monastery, where I stopped behind a convoy of
cars that stopped truly because of over heating,
and the drivers was buying the waterb from
people for that reason. I took advantage from
the break and I boat a jar of water, and I asked
the person to fill up my radiotor when I loosend
the the down faucet to empty the hot water. Upon
starting the cooling job, the convoy ahead of me
mooved on, and the cars behind me started
beeping, so I was forced to drive forward,
forgetting to shut down the faucet. The water
was leaking. Seeing that. right behind me
colonel Sheikh Raad El-Hashem, he started
blowing the horn, to let me know, then I
stopped, but it was to late, the engine was
completely empty. The colonel asked me to park
the car aside, and stop driving, so the engine
won`t burned up. I looked at him, and told him:
I am destined to visit father Sharbel whom God
granted selection of miracles, and I`m going to
keep driving without water in the engine, let it
either get burned or it will take me to the
monastery. So I kept going relying on the
blessing of God, with a strong faith. Later on I
met with two other colonels Najjar and the
deceased Semrany at the last curb of the hill
before reaching the monastery, were they stepd
out of their car, the was a station wagon,
because it was proceeding slowly and with
extreem difficulty at that dangerous curb, they
told me: look at your car how stongly it is
mooving! I answered them: it is mooving in God`s
willing without water in the engine relying on
father Sharbel. It sounded strange to them and
they willed to verify if this was a mecanical
miracle. They reached me at the end of the hill,
where we uncovered the engine before hundreds of
visitors, and we was all astonished, finding the
engine just cold, when it was expected to look
reddish because of the heat and its oil boiling,
burning and smoking, theese are factors that
could easily happen even if the car was driven
for a shorter distance, and on flat areas.
people wanted to be certain there is no water in
the engine, they brought a jar of water and
filled the radiotor when everybody saw it
absorbed its whole amount, and that made them be
convinced of a miracle occurrence.
- the medical wonder
end of the year 1965, I got stricken with an
accident in my right hand and shoulder. And that
caused me an unbearable pain, it stayed with me
for five months, even with the radiology I
received in Hotel Dieux hospital, and the
medical treatments supervised by the famous
specialist doctor Joseph Hajjar. And with
diversity of arabic medicine treatments, I
attain no positive result. I couldn`t drive my
car but with difficulty, and only with my left
hand, and never I could`ve write.
This one day
of January 1966, I took a ride in my car along
the road Beirut-damascus accompanied by Mr Elias
Qerbaney from Baabdat, and I was driving with my
left hand. The pain in my right hand and
shoulder was increasing.
we was conversing about the miracles that
occurred on father Sharbel`s hand, amongst it,
the mecanical miracle that happen in my car, the
year 1950, then Mr Qerbaney said: since you
believe strongly in father Sharbel, why don’t
you ask him for healing? So I said: my lord heal
me through the intercession and the honor of the
good father Sharbel, were if I got heald, I will
visit him in Ennaya`s monastery, driving with
morning, in the way to my job in the Civil and
Provincial Order Directorate, located in
Al-Makased Islamic Organization building in
Al-Berej Beirut. And upon my arriving to the
elevator in the southern section of the
building, arrived a monk, I asked of him to
enter first, he did, then I entered after him,
and I told him: to what floor you are heading
father? He answers me: to what floor you are
going? I told him to the fifth, he said: go
up he was looking at me with a sublime modesty
and chastity. So I looked at him and I saw on
his chest a round patch of clothe, written on it
in arabic < saint Sharbel`s monastics>,
and in his face I recognized the countenance of
father Sharbel as he appears in his photos. So I
said to myself: oh glorious God, yesterday we
was remembering father Sharbel and asking the
healing of God; and today what a coincidence I
meet one of his monks, plus that he look like
him. It was a pleasure to me to invite him to my
office for a coffee, were I can recite to him
the mecanical miracle happened in my car in
1950, in order to register it in the memorandum
of the monastery, but unfortunatly I
arrived to the fifth floor and I walked out of
the elevator, when the monk stayed in, and I
missed what I willed of, inviting him in; I
started thinking that was a mistery, and I
assumed he dominated over my mind, and made me
entered my office and I started writing with my
right hand for a while unusually, as it was
healthy, and the pain disappeared completely,
and for good, without even noticing.
Then when it
was clear to me, the healing was a strange
matter and miraculous. I thanked my God, and I
was in a state of astonishing, thinking about
the monk who accompanied me in the elevator, and
that between his presence with me, and my quick
healing, there are a misterious relation, and
the missing of inviting him to my office was a
Later on I
willed to make a quest of the core of this
mistical medical miracle. So I asked of one of
my assistants, Mr Elie Farid El-Khoury from
El-Naaemeh to investigate about that monk if he
ever went to any of the managements of the civil
or provincial order, or to any of its
departements, for a job that belongs to him or
to Ennaya`s monastery. So Mr Khoury did ask all
the departements, and it appeared that no monk
came to do any job, nor for him or for Ennaya`s
monastery. Beside that Mr Khoury informed me
that it is forbidden for the monks, to put on
their chest the writings ‘Saint Sharbel`s
monastics’ or any other sign, and so the
writings that I readd on the monk`s Chest was
nothing but an indication, that it was him the
January-30-1966. I bounded to Ennaya`s
monastery, to check about these misterys. So I
met with the honorable abbot Tobiya Zyadeh the
monastery president, and I recited to him both
miracles the mecanical and the medical one. So
he was greatly astonished of the appearence of
father Sharbel in the elevator, and my complete
healing that came right afterward. And he
confesses to me, he didn`t happen to send to the
Civilian and Provincial Order Directorate any
monk. And it is out of question that any of the
monks can have on his chest the writings <
Saint Sharbel`s monastics>. He then certified
that the writings and the quick healing is
an indication of the appearance of father
Sharbel himself in the elevator. Learning that
of the repeated cases, of his appearing in many
similar occasions, that produce increasing of
faith and certainty.
- no need for the surgery
Khalil from Hrajel wrote in 07/10/1966: An
indisposition happened to my mother, her
intestin got knoted. I carried her to the
hospital. After consulting her doctors Joseph
Karam and Fawzi El-Aadaymi, the owner of Our
lady of Lebanon`s hospital, in Jounieh. They
urged to pass her a surgery rapidly. They asked
me to rush to the blood bank in Beirut, and get
her the needed blood.
Right in spot
they took my mother to the operations room, to
prepare her, and I rushed to Beirut.
In the way there I
asked deeply from my heart, saint Sharbel to
heal my mother and save her from a surgery, and
if this happen I go visit him in Ennaya.
When I got to
the laboratory, I found that a phone call
preceded me saying, there is no need for the
blood because there is no need for the surgery.
I went back
very happy. And I found my mother recovered
completely of her illness.
- the healing of blood
disease----زلال----------in 07/20 1966
Brahim Merhej testifted: A ------زلال-----in the
blood happen to me to the degree of 245,
when the average level goes between 20 and 40,
therefore doctors lift up their hands off of me
and gave up hope of my healing. They even
prepared me the coffin, because doctor Shamy
said: his case is over, may God bless his soul.
And they request for a Holy Communion for me and
he last annointing, and upon his arrival
reverend father Toubiya Khalil, the superior of
-----انطوش-----Jbeil he gave me some blessings
of saint Sharbel, and the Holy Communion; the
moment the Holys touched my mouth, my spirit was
restored inside of me, I mooved and I asked for
food, after I was motionless and my mouth was
- A healing of a-----شهوة-----in
the neck in 09/10/1966
Farah testified: my mother Henoud was born and
in her neck an apparent ----- شهوة----- flagrant
and undesirable to be seen. And every time she
look at it she cry and she ask God to take that
sickness away from her. And now she`s sixty and
still she have that----- شهوة-----in her
And when she
heard about saint Sharbel`s miracles, she prayed
for him a special prayer, and she was asking him
days and nights to take away her sickness.
visited Sharbel`s monastery in Ennaya, and had a
drink and blessings. And she started rubing her
neck of the blessings she had from the
sepulcher, for one month. After she putted a
condition on him that he have one month to take
away that defect.
Then a month
passed and was taken away
- American physician Statment
Thomas the under signer, registered in Boasten
Massachusetts # 3789, in the year 1963 as expert
in Corpses and Death Burial Administration. I
have seen the corpse of the blessed Sharbel in
I stood up
astonished! The body liquid covering his body.
And that liquid was a combination of blood and
water, and its thickness is three inches, his
clothe looked reddish.
In all the
years that I transfered dead bodys from a coffin
to another, it was all decayed, and the
decomposition had formed its distruction in
honorable father Tobiya Zyadeh the monastery
superior, told me: father Sharbel reposed sixty
eight years ago in year 1898, astonishment
reigned over me. He look like he died twelve to
thirteen weeks only. The blood and water in the
shroud, is clear red-----قان-----, and the body
liquid is similar to the blood that is extracted
of a corpse during the taxidermy operation.
What was left
of Sharbel`s body was intact. A whole body, and
in good condition comparing to the number of
years he have been reposed, and so his clothes.
I never experienced in my years of experiments
anything that can rival to such a keeping
intact, like this miraculous body, and that holy
scent emanated from it!
Sharbel`s clothes was supposed to absorbe the
bloody liquid throughout these years in the
learned that the coffin was opened to the public
in the year 1950, right there his body was
suppose to decay and fall into ashes.
interpretation for this phenomenon, is that it
is made by God`s hand the almighty.
- the sanctification Miracle
Aawwad originally from Shakra, Isra, Dara,
Syria. Resident of Hemmana, Lebanon.
three surgerys for cancer, between 1963 and
1965. one in her stomach second in her intestin,
and third in her right side of her neck.
surgerys did not succeed, in extracting all the
cancer of her body.
started praying to the blessed Sharbel…
her two glands was infected by cancer, she was
suffering pain from them, and had big difficulty
swallowing, and her voice started diminishing.
They became very red and inflated like the size
of a walnut. She rejected all treatments and
radiology. But she was asking of saint Sharbel
either the healing or the power to resist that
One day when she
was sitting in her bed. She raised the following
prayer to saint Sharbel: will you grant me the
healing of that sickness, you are the great
saint who heald, the blinds and the cripples!
And when I`m heald of that sickness I go give
you thanks in your shrine".
She did ask
for healing at night and before sleep. The next
day the healing took place, she became whole and
came to saint Maroun`s monastery, to saint
Sharbel`s Sepulcher to fulfill her vow. She came
thanking and testifiying to the greatness of
God`s work through Ennaya`s saint.
And pope Paul
the six proclaim Sharbel saint in
- Sharbel baptizing a baby the
night of his
A boy was
born in Australia for a lebanese family and have
a heart problem. He was in a critical condition.
Therefore a nun in the hospital asked the boy`s
father to get a priest to give him the Sacrament
of Christening, before death.
So the boy`s
father rushed to saint Sharbel`s monastery in
Sidney Australia, and asked the monks if any of
them can and give the boy the Christining
Sacrament. The monks apologized one after the
other saying: we cannot leave the Church the
night of the sanctification, because of heavy
crowds of people in the monastery, plus a part
of the monks went to Rome to Participate in the
ceremony of the sanctification in the
lost hope of his child`s Christening. And
started awaiting the bad news of his son`s death
night no one had contacted him, and so in the
morning. About noon time the father called the
nun asking her about his child`s condition? She
said: he became well since one of your monks
baptized him, here the father was astonished and
said: no one accepted to do the job!? She
answered back: yes, a priest came, he has a
white beard, he gave him the sacrament. The
father realised, and gone to the hospital, he
understood it was him saint Sharbel who baptized
and heald his son. The boy became a young
man, still vigorous full of life, and work as a
- Sharbel is blessing the
The day of sanctification
October-09-1977, after a crowded and impressive
walk from Jbeil to Ennaya, that lasted for over
five hours, sister Jaqueline narrated in Parish
Magazine: I was standing up praying and my eyes
fixed on saint Sharbel statue, which upright in
Ennaya`s monastery square, when his up lifted
hand mooved and draw the sign of the cross
slowly, I thought this is because of the
tireness in my eyes, and I rubed my eye with my
hand, but the hand is back again mooving before
my sight. I looked at my sister nun, and she
whispered in my ear: he is mooving and blessing!
Some people started kneeling others started
chris crossing themselves. When the same moove
was repeated from the blessed hand: shouting was
raised: he is blessing! The young man Antoine K
who participated in the walk says: I had a
camera in my hand and when I got close it was
stoped. And every time I was seeing the hand
mooving, I was taking a photo, the time he
stretched his hand over the crippled boy, whom
was heald, I took two photos to the stretched
hand. Some people have seen the statue`s eyes
blinking, others saw eye drops.
crying and rejoicing reigned over the majority
of the presence.
father Boulos Azzi who was present the night and
the day of sanctification in the confessing
------booth----- in Ennaya told us: the most
important miracles was repentance, lots of
people came to confession with tears, and
numerous was those who hasn`t confess for
decades, also came forth.
- incense in El-Nabaa
transfered to incenses
October-17-1977, I father Hanna Iskandar was a
-----rossafore----- monk, in Kfifan monastery
back then, together with the
------rossafores------ brothers heard two storys
about the incenses miracles in El-Nabaa (a
little town adjoining Beirut). The first story
was from father Youhanna Marcos the
superintendent, who entered the class room,
carrying in his hand a sum of little stones and
said: look, these are stones. We looked and saw,
it was stones. He brought a lighter and burned
one of them and said: look Sharbel changed the
stones to incences in El-Nabaa. We was
astonished! He gave each of us some. I examined
my part that stayed with me many years. It is
stones the way it appear from the outside, and
if broken, likewise from the inside, but it has
light weight and burned as incenses.
story was from the reposed father louis wehbeh,
who back then informed us about the story of the
miracle, he said: a sheeite muslim father of a
family, had vowed to saint Sharbel to offer him
incences, the equal amount of the weight of his
sick son, if he got heald.
poverty of that family prevented them from
paying off the vow.
happen to pass that the boy was playing in a
wreck place, where there are remnants of some
barricades from the days of war. Saint Sharbel
appeard to him and told him: why your parents
haven`t take you to me to pay the vow? The boy
answered: we do not have the money to buy
incenses that equal my weight. So the saint told
him: this area here is full of incenses. The boy
looked, when every thing around him was
transfered to incenses, the stones, the gravels,
the sand, the bags of sand (of the barricades),
the car tires, so he shouted miracle! People
bursted and started picking up the incenses.
Miracles of healing also occurred, and because
of the heavy crowds, some people couldn`t
arrive, so they picked up some gravels from afar
hoping it will be blessed, then upon reaching
home they found the gravels changed to incenses!
What is more strange then that, was some who
couldn`t reach the area, and while walking, they
were submitted to the road conditions, rain from
above, mud from below, angry when a car pass by
a pad hole, it was showering their clothes with
mud. But quickly their anger turn to joy when
they saw the mud on their clothes turning to
- a strange power
Mansour-Karm-----saddeh-----narrated: a splinter
of a bullet hitted my elbow and landed in. Then
burned my bone and paralyzed my left hand
completely. Some physicians saw that it will be
better cut it off, so the bones will not
splinter in, which may poisened my body and
cause me death. But I refused to have such a
surgery, so on my husband and my family.
This one day,
when the news about El-Nabaa miracle was
spreading all over Lebanon, I willed to go
there, seeking healing. Then when I reached the
place, where there was a large arosed photo for
saint Sharbel. Then I extended my right hand to
touch the photos for blessing and to ask for
healing, I did that three times. What happened
was, the moment I begin to extend my right hand,
I begin to feel in my paralyzed hand a strange
power, that started from the finger nails all
the way to the shoulder, and stop.
saint Sharbel appeard to me in my dream and
spoke to me saying: lift up both of your hands
together, like I do before you, so I did what he
told me, then he continued saying: the three
fingers are going to heal right away, but the
thumb and the index are going to heal gradualy.
And this what happend.
- a grain of incense in the hand of
a new born baby
Antoine Sadaqua testified: Maria De Nazareth,
living in Bresil, was barren. Medical methods
did not succeed in making her pregnant.
Such a fiasco increased, her sadness and
One day she
met with this lebanese lady that arrived
recently to Bresil from Lebanon, she was
carrying with her some incense, as blessing
relics from saint Sharbel. And she started
narrating about abundant miracles performed at
saint Sharbel`s hand. Among theese miracles was:
granting the grace of bearing children for
sterils women, Maria was touched, and wished the
lord grant her a child. Then the lebanese woman
gave Mariah some incense and asked her to pray
What she did
she swallowed one grain of that incense. She
then got pregnant. And she couldn`t wait to see
her new born.
When her time came,
she went to the hospital for delivery. When she
was delivering the baby the doctor was
astonished seeing the boy closing one hand and
opening the other, the doctor was surprised, he
never seen such a thing before, so he did begin
opening the boy`s hand fearing something
happened to his hand, then he was more amazed
finding a grain of incense. It was that grain
the mother had swallowed intending
the joy of faith -
I wish I live his
Mrs Nouhad El-Shamy testified:
I have seven sons and five daughters. I use to
fulfill my religious dutys in a complete way.
Attending Sunday Mases, praying the Rosery daily
with procession for the Virgin together with my
children, kneeling before their sight. Praying
the Rosery in the morning, and at noon the
------proclamation-----of the Virgin, the common
habits for most people.
meeting with saint Sharbel was at his appearance
in 1950, when I saw the tools, saint Sharbel
used at his cell, I was deeply touched and I
cryed, I was twelve years old: my mother asked
me why am I crying? I told her, I wish I live
his life, I don’t want money, nor I want
then I got married, and I mooved to Al-Mzaryb (a
distant village) even I am a resident of Jounieh
(a modern city). And I lived the life of a
villager, with all its difficultys: cooking and
washing on woody fire, making our own bread the
ancient way called < El-Tannour >,
carrying trees for fire from the the woods,
washing clothes with ashes in the river,
cultivating, and taking care of cows sheeps and
chickens, plus I had two aged persons, one of
them my mother in law, who disturbed my
life, and lately no one want to give her
service, but when she became infirm. I forgave
her and served her with the best of my
And I used to
gather the youths of the village, and teach them
the Our Father and Hail Mary, the-----repenting
order-----and the Creed. My husband use to
object me taking responsibility gathering these
kids. But the Virgin always looked after us. And
we used to pray to her the Rosery every night,
and celebrate her processsion. Then when I
mooved to Halat, people start bringing me a sick
child or any other sick, for healing. And as the
recommendation of the Virgin, I pray on water
three times the Creed and one time the Our
Father and the Hail Mary for the Christ wounds,
then dip the cross in that water, and many was
first surgery in the
had a stone in the kidney that measure one and a
half centimeter it was causing me infection. I
use to get treated for that in the hospital for
straight week, then go home, and before
accomplishing twenty four hours, I got to go
back to the hospital.
Antoine El-Shamy the owner of Saint Martin
hospital, decided to pass me a surgery, but the
fact that I delivered a baby not too long ago,
he cancelled it.
So I went
visiting Ennaya`s cell, I prayed and took some
soil from before the cell and swallow it.
in the dream Sharbel came and called me: Nouhad!
Nouhad! Are you awake? I answered : yes. He told
me : sit ,what kidney bothers you. I said the
left one. He cutted me and, I was scared when I
saw the flesh, but without blood. I screemed to
the Virgin: oh Virgin shelter me, how is he
going to give me surgery without anesthesia? He
answered me I am Bouna (father, as a priest in
home dialect ) Sharbel I passed you a surgery
for the stone. My husband rushed to me
surprised: what`s the matter with you so you
screemed like this?! I answered him: saint
Sharbel came and passed me surgery for my
kidney. He approached and saw the trace of the
surgery, a red spot perspiring a liquid. And I
got completely heald.
( Falej la taalej )
means: a stroke don’t bother treating
January-09-1993, I got a stroke, my hand and
tongue was paralized to the left side. I entered
Saint Martin hospital in Jbeil, Doctor Joseph
El-Shamy received me. A specialist for heart,
-----vains and tendons-------. He rushes me to
the intensive care unit, and started treating me
together with doctor Nashanakian and the family
physician doctor Majid El-Shamy. After the
treatments, the radiology and the examinations,
the results was this: the vain in my neck, is
dry with a degree of 80% in the left side, and
70% in the right, which caused me paralyzing
half of my body, that is stroke. And there is no
treatment for such a case. Like the doctor said:
( falej la taalej )!
recommended to me to go home for three months,
then go to Hotel Dieux hospital to get a new
X-Ray, then perhaps they can pass me a surgery,
to exchange the cloged vains in my neck, with
a touch from saint
After that my
elder son Saad went to Ennaya`s monastery, and
prayed of a wounded heart before saint Sharbel
statue. And brought me, a blessed oil and soil
from saint Sharbel`s sepulcher. Then when my
daughter annointed me with this relics, I felt
numb in my hand and leg. Then I came out of the
hospital after I spent nine days. At home I
stock in my bed. My husband give me lift to the
bathroom, and my childrens give me food and
water with a hose or a straw.
I spent three days
in this situation after leaving the
Next, I was
sleeping, I saw myself walking upstairs the cell
in Ennaya, and attended the Mass with the monks,
were saint Sharbel gave me holy Communion!. And
in the forth day, Thirsday night or Friday
morning which was January-22-1993, I felt pain
in my head and in the right side of my body. So
I prayed and demanded of the Virgin Mary and
saint Sharbel, and said to them: I, what have I
done? why have you crippled me in bed? What is
my sin? I raised a family of twelve children,
with fatigue, in praying and persevering untill
they grew up. I am not trying to force my will
on you, but if you are willing to heal me, do
so, or finish my life, whatever you will I am
contented! Death is a must and don’t let my
house family suffer my case!. But then I
regretted and said: forgive me oh Virgin, I must
carry the cross and not flee the pain. With your
passion oh Christ.
I am coming to give you
and children left me to sleep and rest.
At eleven PM while
dreaming, I saw a ray of light entering my room
and two monks heading towards my bed, and saint
Sharbel approached me and uncovered my neck and
putted his hand and told me: I am coming to give
you a surgery! So I looked but I couldn`t see
his face because a radiant light was beaming
from his eyes and his body. I was perplexed and
said: father why you want to pass me a surgery,
physicians did not recommend one. He said: yes
you need a surgery, and I father Sharbel, coming
to pass it for you. I looked to the statue of
the Virgin that sits next to me and said: oh
Virgin you are my shelter interceed for me, how
theese monks are going to pass me a surgery
without anesthesia and give me stiches! Then I
looked to the statue I saw that it came and sat
between the two monks. It wasn`t just a rigid
statue, but it was beaming with light, and
animated full of life. At that moment I felt
great pain under saint Sharbel`s fingers that
was rubbing my neck… After saint Sharbel
finished the surgery, saint Maroun approached,
took a cushion and sat me then putted it behind
my back, he took the cup of water that is next
to me, and took away the straw from it, then
putted his hand under my head, and said: drink
this water. I told him: father I can`t drink
without a straw. Saint Maroun again said: yes,
we passed you a surgery, you can drink, and now
you are going to drink this water and stand up
and walk. Then approached and held my head with
his right hand and had me drink with his left.
the tears of joy
After that I woke up
from sleep and the water was running down my
throat naturaly, and found myself sitting the
way the monk sat me, I looked at the Virgin
statue and found it back in its place on the
table, I felt burning in my neck, and without
noticing I putted my hand to see what is
happening in my neck, then I noticed my left
hand the paralyzed one became just natural, and
I felt my leg is mooving like usual under the
blanket. So I asked my daughter who was sleeping
in her bed next to me with her new born baby:
what time it is? She said: two in the morning. I
stepd out of my bed, and without full
conscience, I knelt before saint Sharbel`s photo
and the Virgin to thank them. It was the first
time I could`ve kneel on my knee because it was
inflict with stiffness, when a physician had
indicated to cut it out, to minimize the pain. I
walked to the bathroom and I saw my neck have
two cuts one to the left one to right, and each
cut was about twelve centimeters. Then I walked
to my husband`s room that is next to mine, and
turn the light on, my husband was praying the
rosery, he looked and screemed with loud voice:
woman how did you come alone? Now you may fall
down and it will be an ordeal over an ordeal,
not for my sake but for yours. I lifted up my
hand and told him: don’t worry, saint Sharbel
passed me a surgery and I walked! My husband
fell down passing out! I approached him and
smacked him several times ( in order to wake him
up ) calling him: oh Simon! Oh Simon! Then when
some of my children knew, they fell down also.
They started informing each other on the phone,
then they gathered, while crying the tears of
I had cutted you by the
power of God so they see you
In the morning I went to
the cell together with my daughter and husband
to thank the saint for his graces. So I met that
day with the cell`s super, father Michael
Mghames, and when I spoke to him about my story
and showed him the cuts, he said: this cut is
not for you only. This is a sign for the whole
world. And you must tell the radios to spread
the news, and go step forward on the
televisions. My husband answered: we thank
God the woman is heald and saint Sharbel
need no advertisment.
Liturgy with him in the cell.
after coming back home, it was the big surprise
for the neighbors and the relatives whom was
visiting me as crippled.
The next day,
I woke up from sleep, and three stiches appeared
in my neck on the right side, and two on the
left. Doctor Majid EL-Shamy pulled two of them,
but couldn`t pull the rest, because he was
getting stricken with electric shock every time
he was touching the string.
physicians declared that my healing is a result
of the medicines they gave me for the migraine I
had. And after they were asked about the cut in
my neck: they answered: that is because of too
much scratching from the pain!...
LBC television came
and filmed, and the news was spreaded.
from all Lebanon and from the outside. And our
house was packed with thousands of visitors.
After one week passed on my catastrophe,
Abdo Yaaqoub the priest of our congregation in
Halat likewise doctor Majid El-Shamy told me: we
want to send you afar to your son`s house so you
can rest for couple of days. I was subjected to
But at night
saint Sharbel appeard to me and told me: don’t
leave the people, keep your belief, I had cutted
you by the power of God so they see you, because
some had gone far from praying and from the
church and from venerating the saints. And you
cannot do anything to people! But whoever need
anything from me, I father Sharbel am present in
the cell always. And I ask you to visit the cell
every twenty second of each month, and attend
Liturgy all your life…
I kept in
force the procession to saint Sharbel in my
house in Halat
every Thursday, the day
the miracle appeard. And in August-15-1993 when
I was in my village El-Mzaryb, saint Sharbel
appeard to me in my dream and told me: Nouhad I
want you to make the procession for the rosery
every first Saturday of every month, for a year
on behalf of your family.
I woke up in
the morning like usual and offered incense
before a venerated little chapel at home, and I
litted a candle and started my prayer,and when I
looked to saint Sharbel`s photo, I saw oil
perspiring from it, and still untill today. And
when I was making the procession of the rosery,
as recommended me saint Sharbel, I was
accompanied by a flock of visitors and
faithfulls at home, and it was the first
procession, happening in November six, saint
maroun`s photo started perspiring oil, and still
The day of
September second, saint Rita appeard to me in a
dream, when I was before a chapel for the
Virgin, near our house in the village, and she
layed her hand on my shoulder, and kissed my
forehead, and told me: I congratulate you for
this faith! So I looked at her to tell her what
happened with me, so she told me: I know saint
Sharbel passed you a surgery and saint Maroun
gave you a glass of water.
the oak tree leaves
year habit I set the Christmas cave and we use
to adorn a pine tree which we do cut it from the
woods. But that day the government
prevented cutting pine trees for Christmas. So I
asked my son Yssam to bring me a branch of an
oak tree instead. He did, and that branch looked
beautiful, dense with leaves, and had the shape
of a bell`s collar.
The night of
Epiphany, father Sharbel came together with
saint Maroun to me in a dream, and told me: we
want to bless the tree. I knelt and prayed
together with them three times the Our Father
and the Hail Mary, and he chanted a hymn in
Assiriac language it was so beautiful. When we
were done with the prayer, he brought a bucket
of water with a sprinkler in it. He put it on
the carpet, and light shined from it. He
sprinkled the cave with the water, the oak tree
branch and he continued sprinkling the house,
then backed. I was still before the cave with
saint Maroun, end he told me: do not throw this
in the garbage (the oak tree branch), this you
will give to people as blessings. He continued:
I will tell you how they can use it, let them
put three leaves in a small pot in the name of
the holy Trinity and bring it to a boil, then
the leaves will be taken away and burned, then
the water will be, blessed water, they can drink
of it, and pray one time Our Father and one time
Hail Mary, for Christ`s wounds, who sacrificed
his blood, to his people. And let their sicks
drink of it. I did not take these words
seriously, because people are going to say
Nouhad got crazy and start doing strange things.
I was living in fear of people`s mouths. And I
stayed two years living this fear. Saint Sharbel
kept encouraging me In dreams and telling me:
don’t be afraid, god chose you from among his
people, to be a sign here on earth, and many of
his people are going to come back to faith and
prayers at your hand, don’t resent from people.
He added (greetings) blessed be every year a
cave and a Christmas tree.
don’t be afraid of
passing the oak tree leaves
out the oak tree leaves, and burned the branch
like he told me, but I did not dare to give
anyone of these leaves. And I already told the
people who come to pray daily in my house, the
story of the dream I had, and the oak tree
leaves. They were taken from it.
night a lady of our group told me the following:
one of my neighbors named Nawal Eid was sick and
they were willing to take her to the hospital,
so I decided to visit her in the morning. In the
morning before I go visit her she came visiting
me and told me so
I told my daughter get a pot and put three oak
tree leaves of what we got from Nouhad and boil
them. Then after she drinked of that water, she
felt she got heald, and later she didn`t have
asthma anymore. Don’t be afraid of passing the
oak tree leaves, I myself was very disturbed and
when I drinked I felt
she had a twin
time a-----chidren physician-----visited me
named Caroline Abou Jawdeh. She stood before
saint Sharbel`s photo that perspire oil and
cryed with fever, I asked her: what`s the
matter? She said: I don’t have children. I told
her: may God give you some. She said I gave up
hope, I was treated a lot, and I was subjected
to implant twice and I didn`t bear any! And now
I`ve been married for twenty years, and I don’t
have hope of having any. I told her God is
powerful of anything, and I gave her of the oak
tree leaves. After one month she called me on
the phone and told me she got pregnant, and we
started praying for her, and she had twin a boy
and a girl. This miracle was repeated hundreds
of times with familys who had no children. But
their faith in God on saint Sharbel`s hand, gave
And I became
the Godmother for about four hundred fifty of
a trip to
Fame was well spreaded in Mexico, he his
everybody`s beloved. His statues was all over
the place, in the churches, and in the
hospitals, in the houses, and at stores. His
photos was everywhere, even in taxicabs. And if
anyone having a surgery, will not accept
entering the operations room, unless he kiss
saint Sharbel`s statue first.
the Lebanese community called for me through
bishop Bsharah El-Raahey, to go to Mexico.
I went and
they had a festival for me, we had a mass in the
central stadium because of the large number of
people. And I started annointing people with
saint Sharbel`s oil for about three hours. Many
miracles occurred there, and this is some of it:
a thirty years old man was crippled walking on
crutches, he was heald, left the crutches and
walked away. A little nine years old girl, had
cancer in her uterus, she was completely heald.
A pregnant women with a cancerous baby, she
wanted to abort it, so I advised her to rely on
God and keep the baby. Then a day before I left
Mexico she returned and told me, God has
responded and heald the baby, her physician
assured that for her. And during the last
liturgy that was held in Lady of Guadaloupeh`s
Cathedral, a blind woman walked in, ledd by her
two daughters. I had her swallow a small piece
of cotton wetted with saint Sharbel`s oil, and I
wiped her eyes with my hands, and I asked of
saint Sharbel with a burning heart, to have pity
on her. The moment they took her back to her
place she shouted loud and said: I am seeing,
people was crying and started applauding.
Sharbel at the
Sharbel, the beloved of
muslim lady testified: one very cold night in
1994, I was with my little brothers at home
alone, when my mother was with my little sister
in the hospital, and I was so scared because I
was eleven years old. An elder man entered
wearing a black robe and a bonnet, and his beard
is long white, he said to me: don’t be
was off, because we did not have oil for it, so
he brought the empty tank and filled the heater!
and litted it up. In the kitchen there was a pot
that has some milk, my mother was willing to
make some rice putting with it, he entered the
kitchen and cooked the rice putting. Then came
back and taught my little brothers, while he had
his finger on his mouth and kept saying don’t be
scared! (the next day was our exams we all had
later my mother came back home. And when she
opened the door, the elder walk out rapidly. I
told my mother: have you seen the elder that was
with us?! She said: no! who is that elder? I
told her: he cooked the rice putting, litted the
heater, taught my brothers and told me don’t be
scared! So my mother went to the kitchen and
felt the pot of the rice putting it was hot
still. So she said thanks to God for
little while, we went with our mother to a
friend of hers, a christian lady who had saint
Sharbel`s photo hanged on the wall in the living
room, so I pointed with my hand to the photo,
and told my mother: this is the elder that came
to our house that night!
you are saint Sharbel! You are the scared little
children beloved, you warm them, teach them,
cook for them, and you stay with them untill mom
- Sharbel in, the wounds
A muslim lady wrote: how lucky
are we the lebanese, that we live in Lebanon,
Christ the Lord foot steps, the symbol of peace
and healing, Lebanon the groundwork for the
saints mainly talking about saint Sharbel, the
saint of Lebanon and the friend of all the
lebanese. I am a muslim woman from El-Bekaa, I
adore lord Jesus, that he sent for me saint
I was living with my children a
very poor and desperate state, when that caused
me loosing my daughter!
One day, three months after her
death, our situation became unbearable, and I
couldn`t resist the poorness and the hunger, so
I decided to commit suicide, by throwing myself
from the roof! But my neighbor saw me and
prevented me doing it, and she brought me back
miserable as I was, I saw saint Sharbel near the
room door, standing above the Ground about
thirty centimeters in the air, and in his hand a
staff with a golden ball in its end. He came to
the corner of the room where there are the
(venerated Coran) he took it in his hand and
went back near the door where he was standing
first. And I was surprised of how he held the
Coran in his hand. Then he redd the following:
in the name of God the Mercifull the
Compassionate, wi`ll inflict you with little of
some fear, hunger, shortage of money souls and
fruits, and preach the patients whom they if
inflicted with an ordeal, said we are for God
and for him we are returning. On those are
prayers from their Lord and mercy and those are
the well ledd (chapter Al Baquara verses
The word well
ledd attracked my mind, so I knew saint Sharbel
is going to lead me to the right path,since he
appeard to me personally in these difficult
And I don’t
know how to tell how situation and my job has
changed! And how I came to raise my children
with grace and wisdom, with generosity and
This is who is saint
Sharbel, the wounds binder and the friends of
- Sharbel the beloved of the
muslim woman continued: a week later in a second
appearance, I was sitting near the window
looking the at kids playing in the courtyard, I
rememberd my deceased daughter, I was grieved
and so sad that she is not playing with them.
Saint Sharbel came to me carrying in his hand a
white pigeon, he approached and wiped my tear
and said to me: don’t cry (he called me by my
name)…! Every time you miss her i`m gonna send
her to you. And since that far incident, every
time I remember her I see the white pigeon
flying in front of me. And some times I see her
standing at the house terrace. Thi is who is
saint sharbel the beloved of the grieved.
- Sharbel the good and tender
muslim woman continued: in a third appearance,
when we was passing a surgery for my youngest
child. The pysician in charged said: the patient
is not to leave the hospital, but with a thirty
seven degree fever.
The next day the
fever was forty one degree according to the
nurse. So the doctor prevented us from leaving.
And at sunset I started praying lord Jesus to do
some of his miracles, that he is the only one
according to the (venerated Coran) can do
miracles, because I left my little chidren home
alone. In the same time I heard Majidah El-Roumy
(the very famous lebanese singer) chanting to
saint Sharbel, so I said with a loud voice,
where are you saint Sharbel?! And all of a
sudden I saw my child has changed, so I said in
an innocent way: Oh God! Oh saint Sharbel how
beautiful you are! And I called the nurse when
she was saying now he is thirty seven degree.
Then there was an argument between her and the
doctor about such a high and quick Varying in
fever degrees! So I stood up quickly and
arranged the situation and told them frankly:
this is one of saint Sharbel`s miracles! And it
happened that we left the hospital.
What can I
say about saint Sharbel the sweet, the kind, the
good and tender the messenger of Christ the
Lord, in Lebanon. And he is assuredly the friend
- Sharbel in Africa in 1995
A person of a
very pious family decided to go for a trip from
Borkina Fasso where he resides, to a distant
region. And even with his mother`s firm
objection, she couldn`t convince him to turn
away from this dangerous trip. She had no choice
but to put a photo for lebanon`s recluse under
her son`s car seat. And after driving couple of
hours to the place he was destined to, he ran
out of gaz, in an area where a human been have
nothing to do but count the last moments of his
life, because it was an isolated area. Many die
there every year because of robbery and
And when fear
and suspense was preoccupying that young man, he
saw an elder man getting near him, carrying In
his hand a tank. Right away he ask the young man
the reason of his stopping in that place. And he
offer him the tank he was carrying, and asked
him to fill up the car tank, because its amount
will enable him to get to the nearest
reached the station he asked the employees to
fill up the tank, and when they opened it, they
started looking at the young man displeased, and
told him: are you moking us, you`re asking us to
fill up the tank when it is over the full.
young man returned from his trip, he told his
mother every thing that happened to him, so she
hurried and went and pulled the recluse photo
from under the seat, right then the young man
got to know whom he saved him from a definite
death. And now this young man became the first
believer among the christians in the region.
- the show representative Hiyam
They said; a saint from
Lebanon!? I went thinking and saying what are
these lies? Every thing is used for advertisment
in lebanon: the greenish of our mountains, the
beauty of our weather the everlasting Ceaders
and now they invented a new "fashion" the
saint…all this propaganda is to conceal the
bitter reality we are living in lebanon.
And I started
my story with this saint without anticipation
nor expectation or preperation!
I stayed for
a month and a half suffering a tremor in my
voice untill I lost it completely. I was
consulted by a physician, he gave me a
treatment, and asked me to keep strictly quiet
for two weeks.
Then fear and doubt
started troubling me. I said to myself, it seems
that I`m suffering a chronic desease, it
could`ve been a cancer in my larynx, especially
that tremor accompanied me for several
One day my
neighbor and friend, Rachel told me:
- Mrs Maarbis asked
about you, and ask me to tell you to go visit
- who is Mrs
- the lady who`s
saint Sharbel`s photo is dripping oil in her
-in Raifoun not to
far from here, would you like to accompany me
Monday to go visit her?
Now that I was
someone who fear saint Sharbel`s site, I told
her without showing the least impression:
-if you will, w`ll
go. But what is she want from me?
-she saw something
in her dream, she need to tell you about.
We visited Mrs
Maarbis at her house. And she told me, saint
Sharbel had told her in dream that I do not need
to fear a cancer because I don’t have it! Not to
mention, Mrs Maarbis and I, have never knew each
other before, nor she was aware that I lost my
So she gave
me a little piece of cotton wetted with
miraculous oil to swallow. I did and at the same
moment my voice came back like it was before the
illness. And there was no tremor at all in my
shy and worrried I begin to know more about that
saint. And I quit talking negatively about him,
untill I heard about the miracle that happened
with Nouhad El-Shamy.
second of one these months, I visited saint
Maroun`s monastery, along with my friend Rachel.
I used to call this monastery before saint
I saw from
far away Nouhad El-Shamy standing, and the
people bursting towards her asking for
blessings, they were carrying napkins with their
hands maybe they could`ve get a drop of blood
from the miraculous cuts in her neck.
making any effort, and without been blocked off
by the praying crowds, I felt like a wave of
people carried me and put me before her.
I looked and
examined her shining faith, the beauty of her
face the clearence of her eyes, her peaceful
smile, and her contagious joy. She touched me
deep in the heart, and gave me a sum of peace, I
don’t know how I kept it with me.
that saint started tickling my feelings by the
site of Nouhad El-Shamy`s face, and I no longer
fear him. So I prayed, and first thing I asked
in my prayer was, forgiveness. I confessed to
him with a shy face, .
Then by the
effect of that incident, my foot steps was
driving my life to this saint, without meaning
and without any effort.
A lot of
people seek to see Nouhad El-Shamy to tell about
saint Sharbel`s miracles, so I kept listening
believing and ask for more.
And one day I
prepared a talk show about the danger of Jehovas
Witnesses, with witnesses whom was former
Jehovas then converted to the faith. And after
advertising about that episode, some V.I.P
contacted the T.V management, and with whatever
power and authority did represente that person
he asked to cancell that episode! and it was
so!. He was one of the high ranks of Jehovas.
Then the management asked me to prepare another
subject, as quick as possible, that we had only
four days left for the show. It was the holy
week and Thursday the Sacramental was the day of
my episode. Sleiman Abou-Zeid the producer who
is a good friend of mine, thought of having me
talking about a religious subject, and told me:
what do you think if we prepare a show about
-Sure if we wasn`t
able to talk about the ennemies of Christianity,
let us talk about the graces we receive through
faith, like this we will carry out our mission
I can not
tell how the show was prepared? I`m sure it was
the arrangement of God! with the help of the
monasterys superiors, in Ennaya, Jrebta, and
Kfifan. And this how the saints of Lebanon was
gathered, Sharbel Rafqua and El-Hardyni, trough
my hosts, Nouhad El-Shamy, Andrey Najem and
Sylin Rbeiz. The show was greatly
After that I
prepared a special show with Nouhad El-Shamy at
the feast of saint Sharbel.The doors was opened
unto clarity love sacrificing tolerance and
peace. And I realy felt, saint Sharbel had
picked Nouhad El-Shamy a sign for God`s presence
in our life.
- magdelene in June-22-2002
Rafqua was eleven years
old when her father died. She grew up and many
problems grew up with her.
she became eighteen, she had relation with
Mansour, she always thought, that was true love
which was going to be crowned with marriage.
The fact that
her sister had a car accident, and was In
critical condition in the intensive care unit,
the mother was then so busy with her. That gave
the chance to Mansour to find her lonely at home
and taking advantage of her by seducing her, and
taking her to bed, and made her loosing her
virginity. Their relation stayed on, for five
she went to the doctor together with Mansour and
found she was pregnant! She was disturbed and so
scared, knowing that her family object that
firmly, and her two brothers may dare to kill
her if they know that, according to her
She willed to
have abortion, but Mansour assured to her he`s
gonna marry her. But he kept adjourning the
wedding untill she started her fifth month. Then
her mother told her one day; Rafqua why you are
getting weight?! She answered mom i`m healthy,
thank God. Then Mansour started pulling himself
away, then finally refused plainly to marry her.
It was a big
shock for her, she did not know how to escape
her painly and dangerous fact, because she lost
her love toward Mansour who lyed to her on one
side and now she`s exposed to a scandal and to
possibly been killed on the other side.
She searched for a
solution with many doctor then found someone who
accepted to give abortion after supplicating
him. That night she stayed at her grandmother.
The next day she had to go to her job like
usual, under all that oppression.
a momentarily solution
She met Mary
and she told her about her story. Then Mary
called her to go out at night with friends, and
right there she offered her a cigarette of
hashish (drugs) and told her: this will make you
forgetting your troubles! So she smoked the
first cigarette then a second then trippled it.
That was making her forgetting her problems,
untill the cigarette effect ends.
of too much going out night time she started
getting late to work, and started coming out
with excuses. And one night one of the guys
putted heroin for her with the soda, she asked
him what was that? He told her; Just drink. She
drinked and felt a long ecstasy never had it
before! He said: isn`t it tasty? She said yes.
The next day he putted the heroin for her with
the whisky, again she asked him what is this?
And again he said: just drink, and the
same thing happened again. And here her life
started changing, she got adicted to heroin, it
became her daily bread, she couldn`t stay away
The young man
who gave her the heroin did that aiming to trap
her so she, by her turn give it to other guys,
and thus he can sell better, and make more
the hell of
Now that she
stay up nights, she started sleeping in the
days, and missing work which ruined her relation
with her employer, then she resigned. But with
such a very high expense,around hundred dollars
per day for heroin, she started selling her
body, putting aside her religious practices,
after she was a member of a famous church choir.
She shuted down the voice of God in her
conciense, more then that she was rejecting
listening any hymn.
with the first attempt that this the true joy,
she stepd from pleasure to pleasure, and from
rapture to rapture, but she didn`t harvest
except distress, misery, sadness and emptyness.
She lost trust in everybody and dislike
everybody, she saw that nobody love her but they
love themselves next to her at night, and in the
morning they deny her, more they talk behind
enmity and rebellion against God and people
filled her heart, and on the top of all she was
practicing devil worship with her friends, they
were celebrating the black mass, in which they
use the sacrificed candles for lighting, and the
-----------------sacrificed bread to scorn and
humiliate it, by spitting and blaspheming on it,
and exercising fornication next to
it-----------------. She was disgusted from her
life, she attempted suicide five times! She took
big quantity of analgesic pills at once. Her
parents knew about two times she was delivered
to the hospital because of it, her blood
pressure went down to six.
The end of
the spring of 2002 and after two years of her
adiction to heroin, she took adecision of
commiting a final suicide, but after enjoying
the whole summer.
- the prayer of the
-22-2002, Rafqua`s mother knew that Rafqua and
her friends are going to visit saint Sharbel, so
she asked her to light up a bunch of candles on
behalf of her children. Her mother`s love was
the only one left in her heart, that what made
her hesitating in commiting suicide so she don’t
grieve her mother. So Rafqua agreed apparently
knowing this is one of the lyes she commit every
days to her mother with her friends.
to Ennaya. Rakqua was surprised when she saw
saint Sharbel`s big photo that is in the woods,
now is above the road, she was stricken! And
said :what am I coming to do hear?! Lyers! We
agreed to spend the night in Kaslik! The young
man driving answered: a quick visit only. Rafqua
screemed: who saint Sharbel think is he? What
saint Sharbel have done for me? You keep telling
me Sharbel Sharbel Sharbel!and she pointed her
finger to his photo mocking saying: look at this
picture! Her friend interfered: why you talking
like this Rafqua? Don’t speak like this about
saint Sharbel! Rafqua reacted more negative and
said <tozz tozz twice and trippled>!
(means she forted), we did not see anyone who
went to the next life and came back to tell us
what`s in there! Who is he saint Sharbel? It is
the people who made saint Sharbel. Where is God?
where is the justice? ( she said that in
retrospecting what had happened with Mansour,
how he left her and she aborted, plus that she
was poor and couldn`t afford fixing her teeh,
but now she possess lots of money). The
conversation was over and they arrived to the
cell. They ask Rafqua to come in for praying,
she objected, they insisted,
Then she said: the church
is closed, I don’t wanna come out. But because
they insisted firmly, she stepd out, took off
her high hills, she picked it up and started
knocking the shoes against each other, saying
again: toz toz twice and trippled. Her friend
putted his hand on her mouth and made her stop
talking. She arrived to the cell and putted down
the candles by the door and refused to light it.
Her friend litted the candles. Rafqua mocked her
saying: you litted the candles?! Heh (the sound
of mocking) what had changed?! Her friend did
not answer her.
down to the monastery, it was about ten PM.
Rafqua did not want to come down to the church,
but she wanted to stay in the car, her friends
insisted saying the church is opened pray and
come back. Now she willed to act before them
just to satisfy them.
- the love of God
the church and before going down the stony
stairs, she noticed a monk entering the door
across from her, and got to go down the stairs,
paralelle to hers.
testify about the miracle of her sudden change
saying: I couldn`t see but this monk! And I
couldn`t think but in confessing! I rushed
toward him and before he reached ------the
confessing booth-----that is at the end of the
stairs he was walking it down, I pointed to him
several times to sit in the -----booth-----. He
did, I knelt and blewout crying! Confessing my
sins: adulteress, atheist, drug addict. When the
priest heard the word drugs he whispered that,
counsels will help me not. So he took me to the
guiding departement, and in spot, he offer to
give me help. I thanked him and told him
tomorrow, and I gave him my adress. I felt
weight in my head and body, I needed to sleep
and not to stay up anymore. The next day the
priest delivered me to a place, where I received
complete healing, thank God.
Later on I
fell in love with Paul, and got married with
him. God gave us children which we are planting
in their hearts the seeds of holyness and the
free love, my lord Jesus and his disciple
Sharbel have granted me, so we`ll be a christian
family, and an initial unit in the body of
Today I knew
the meaning of life! today I knew the real taste
of love, I loved my children and my husband
loved me! I felted the love of God, and had
assurance that < he worship me, and not I
worship him in reality >! I am the lost sheep
he went out searching for, and carried me on his
shoulder joyfuly. Thanks for the graces of God,
the Father who is going < crazy > for his
In the end, I
offer my life testimony, to every soul who
walked the way of the sin, where evil brought it
to a dead end. Perhaps this soul will find in my
life story, peace and joy it was looking for,
and it is not gonna find them but in the heart
of Christ the redeemer of the world.
- there was nothing I could`ve
think of but crying
Massouh testified: the year 2002, during my
study in france, and while working inside the
college laboratory, I felt severe pain in my
eyes. I went straight to the hospital. Physician
treated me over there then I got back home. In
my handbag there was a little bottle of blessed
water from saint Sharbel`s home-Bkaakafra, I
opened it and wiped my eyes with full
confidence, that I`m not gonna have any problem.
gradualy the second and the third day. I thought
this recovery is from the medicine, especialy
yet I wasn`t aware of my eyes problem.
Then after a
week passed, and I felt good, my eyes started to
open, I went back continuing my job in the
college laboratory. After four hours of work, I
went shutting down the electric lights, the
doctor walked in and told me: Claude do not
forgot to shot off the
-----(ultra-violet)-----rays. I told him: which
one is that? No one ever told me about it? and
he pointed to the place where I worke. Then told
me: this light is used to kill the germs, I was
chocked hearing that, and started crying, but in
the same time I had an inner feeling telling me
don’t even pay attention to that.
I took off my
white robe, I told the doctor what had happened!
He went crazy hearing, I worked four hours under
the -----(ultra violet)-----rays?!
I called a
taxi and headed to the hospital. Right there I
met the same physician who treated me last time,
and I told him: I`m having the same pain in my
eyes, and I added my new information: four hours
under the -----(ultra violet)-----rays. He first
didn`t believe, he gave me a serum unit for each
eye. I was aware of how risky is the situation,
knowing that staring on the eclipse of the sun
per example for several seconds will put us in
risk of loosing site, so of how worst is four
hours!. The physician came back and ordered for
me an examination of the retina. I entered the
examination room, and putted my chin on the edge
of the telescope, examination started and the
doctor was shaking his head and biting his lip!
I asked him: what? He didn`t answer! I insisted,
so he asked me saying: how did you come here?! I
said: alone, you can tell me anything, I`m not
scared! And I take anything. He told me: you
didn`t come here alone! Because you don’t see! I
told him: how?! I can see! He said there are
black spots on the retina, and its cells are
burned up! at that moment there was nothing I
could`ve think of but crying and in a strange
way! I didn`t know why my tears flowed! He
furtherd if you stay seeing, see me in two
home with the same medicines, and I used the
same blessed water, because I knew that was the
medicine itself and nothing else.
After a week
I came back to Lebanon, and went straight to the
eyes specialist for examination, and he told me
it is good, I insisted he check my retina, he
did and said it is very good. Then added there
is no need for all this examination!
Sharbel and thanked him, and my life started
changing, I started praying and from my heart,
when before it was from my lips, I experienced
that a little moment of praying from the heart,
exceeded all what I prayed with my lips when my
mind was away! And if I skiped a night without
prayer, I feel lack of joy even in the happiest
day of my life!.
changing happened to me I felt that life is
meaningless, and nothing is required of us, but
just sweeten our life with the presence of the
He is the one
have said: I am standing at the door and
knocking. We can open for him or not, freedom
for us is something extreemly important.
Usualy we are
troubled with material things, but today I see
Now I become
to know that my gardian angel is Jesus Christ,
and he appear to us through his saints, and I
started considering saint Sharbel, more then a
friend, companion, or a father, in all cases he
existed with me. I started feeling
responsibility toward the healing grace I
received, and that it is due to me to speak of
what the Lord have done for me, people are
deeply motivated with God`s supernaturals.
miracle took place with me I did not get tired
speaking about it, nor people got tired hearing.
of God in our life is a great matter!
visiting Ennaya repeatedly. And it happen to
pass that a friend of mine -----bought-----a car
and aimed to bless it with a visit to saint
Sharbel. While riding it about midnight, the car
slipp off of the road at a sharp curve, it hit a
rock from the bottom and flipped over several
times. We came out of the car just whole, him
from my door and I from his door, we did not
know how! We did only clean off our clothes from
the dust. And with such a heavy impact of the
accident not one glass was broken! We standed
astonished before that site.
I thanked God`s care
for our rescue, when my friend was worried the
loss of his car! Later on after thinking and
retrospecting the incident and how he escaped a
death, he started noticing God`s care.
Thanks to God
our father for every thing.
- Sharbel in the Phylippins 2005
Phylippina lady, worke as a house maid for a
Christian lebanese family in Beirut, called her
mother on the phone in the Phylippines. Her
mother was crying telling her daughter: I`m
gonna die without seeing you, the sickness has
distroyed me, and I am in my last days.
cried much the difficulty of her expensive trip
to the Phylippines, and the fact she is poor,
and she already signed a contract for two years,
plus that the husband and the wife both worke
and their are in real need of her, for their two
crying much. The husband and the wife got tired
comforting her. Finally they called her to visit
saint Sharbel, she agreed thanking.
She arrived to
Ennaya and knelt down at the sepulcher for two
and a half hours supplicating and saying: you
saint Sharbel, be lenient to my situation, and
heal my mother! I need to see her before she
die, and you know my deficiency and poorness! I
cannot go to her…
back with the family, and her eyes just reddish
to Beirut, her mother called her and said:
- I thank you oh my
daughter, that you sent me a doctor from Lebanon
and he heald me.
- I didn`t send
- yes!( the mother insisted) he told me, you
sent him for me from Lebanon!.
- ( here the daughter realized and said) how he
look like? What is he wearing?
- he is wearing a black frock, and he got a
- (the daughter was stricken) at what time he
came to you?
- At one fifteen PM.
- (the daughter rejoiced and trilled) that was
saint Sharbel, he visited you, after I knelt
and that was the hour I
was praying before his sepulcher, he was healing
you in the Phylippines. The lord is glorified in
- Sharbel a soldier for Christ
narrated: May-22-2007, I was going down to
college in Dekwaneh. I felt asleep, and slept in
the bus. Usualy I get of the bus in El-Mkalles
then head to Dekwaneh. The bus kept going
through, to Dawrah then head back to El-Bekaa.
The driver tried to wake me up over and over!
But in vain!. Then he took me to my parents,
because he know them, he told them: your
daughter is sleeping in the bus and she`s not
getting awake. My parents was scared, my brother
carried me home. They called the doctor and he
told them: deliver her now to Khoury hospital in
In the way
there I woke up in the car, a drop of tear
dripped down from my sister`s eye on my cheek, I
told her: why are you crying?! She said that I
hurted my leg, she got to lift up my pant to
show me the wound, I passed out again, and I
heard the weeping in the car.
hospital the doctor ordered for me twenty four
shots of (Cortison-Octagon), each shot is a
$1000, and it is not available in Lebanon. They
requested it from Quatar, and it was to take two
days to have it ready, the doctor said: enough
time to loose the young lady! Then he knelt on
his knees and said: Oh God seventeen years old
girl to be lost from among us! Help her oh Lord!
Impossible you may permit such a thing to
arrived, some politician had payed the
My mother was
crying, it was Thursday of the Sacraments of the
holy week, she looked at Jesus, she wiped off
her tears and told him: I`m not going to cry
anymore, this girl you have created her, she`s
my daughter and I am in need of her! if you want
her take her, but I, need her! She didn`t live
her life yet, and yet she didn`t see anything of
this world! She furtherd: let her suffer as much
as I did or more! But the day of resurrection, I
want her to resurrect with you!
which was Holy Friday my fever went up to 43
cellcuse, my heart beat stopped then came back.
Next was the
night of Bright Saturday and Holy Sunday of the
resurrection (Easter), I was surrounded with my
parents, my father, my mother, sisters, and
brothers. My father was holding my hand, shaking
it and tapping on it gently for a while. I was
out of conciense completely. My mother was
saying: God need her, he wants her!
the dot, I woke up, I saw myself in a room in
the hospital, I said: Mom! Dad! I`m here, my
parents did not believe what they were
the doctor, he was in France having a
conference. First he didn`t believe, then he
asked saying: Susan El-Alam room 256, is heald?!
They told him: yes and she even asked for salt.
He said: if she asked for salt means she have no
more any problem! Thanks for your goodness oh
After I woke
up I said: mom there was a priest here praying.
She said: no that was a nun from Beshwait she
was praying and visiting all the patients. I
insisted: there was a priest who look like saint
Sharbel, and all the time that I was out of
conciense, I was with him in heaven, a green
square has birds and very beautiful. My mother
answered: true because you died and resurrected!
Your heart stopped, then started beating
saint Sharbel to give thanks to him. During
liturgy, I prayed in all piouty, and at the Holy
Communion: the priest told me: take off that
seed of your lip! I told him: there is nothing!
I putted my hand on my lips, I felt a solid
seed, I pulled it off, blood came out from my
lip, it was a fragment of incense, the priest
took it and told me: I am going to cense with
the priest asked me: Have saint Sharbel told you
anything? I answered: he told me preach of me,
there is none but one Lord in this world, who is
Jesus Christ! And the other Lord do not exist!
And saint Sharbel is a soldier for Christ.
I father (the
priest) Hanna Iskandar, met Susan personally, in
her parents`s supermarket in Baabdat, and I saw
by myself, very shortly after I met her, soil,
incense and wax (wax of candles) coming out from
- Healings in 2008-2009
- Sharbel Nasr was stricken with
-----the brain electricity----- and entered in
coma for fifty days. He was treated in Hotel
Dieux hospital, at doctor Sandra Sabbagh. And
after delivering him home on a wheel chair. His
mother brought him to saint Maroun`s monastery,
and clothed him with saint Sharbel`s frock.
Coming back home when they were praying, he
stood up and walked, then he gained back his
Elham Basil had cancer. She asked for
saint Sharbel`s intercession, then the desease
disappeared from her body
Jalileh Ahmed Wehbeh, a sheeite
muslim lady, was born in 1964. She had breast
cancer, and had a surgery to extract the
desease, in 2006. After a year and four months
the desease appeared in her bones. They decided
radiology for her.
saint Sharbel`s sepulcher and asked healing of
him, and she putted her hand on its wall and
said : don’t forget me. She heard a voice saying
to her: one moment. And the healing took
Salim El-Hajj, born in
1945, had a permanent infection in his left ear
then was spreaded to his right one. Pain
accompanied him for twenty years. He
received a surgery for his ear in Al-Nekkash
hospital from doctor Pierre Nawfal. After the
surgery, infection striked him for another five
visited saint Maroun`s monastery, saint
Sharbel`s sepulcher, and asked him with faith
and fever to heal him, and he annointed his ears
with saint Sharbel`s oil. He came out whole.
That took place in
Secilia merdilli, from
Aleppo, Syria, a Melkite Catholic, was inflicted
with deformation in her spine, and became
hunchbacked. And in July-31-2008, her mother
brought her to saint Maroun`s monastery- Ennaya,
asking of Sharbel the healing of her daughter.
When she came back to the hotel, she felt an
undescribible pain in her spine. There was
somebody treating her vertebras one by one with
his finger. She felt cold in her hands and her
feet, her parents near her couldn`t do anything
to her. After an hour of pain, she slept in her
bed. In the morning she stood up straight,
complaining of nothing.
Sophia Takla Abb
Fersahasyn from Somalia, born in 1968, living in
Beirut. She was inflicted with a stroke in the
left side of her body for a period of two years.
When she is the supporter of her mother.
She visited saint Sharbel`s cell, and
wiped her head and body with the blessed water
at the entrance of he cell, then anointed
herself with saint Sharbel`s oil. She then got
heald of her paralysing.
Antoine Abboud from Karm
Saddeh, Lebanon, living in California, born in
1936, got inflicted with cancer in his
He had two
surgerys, then the cut was infected. His
situation became critical. The physician ordered
for him the chemotherapy. So he prayed to saint
Sharbel to exempt him from that. And while he
was yet in the hospital, he saw saint Sharbel
entering the doctor`s room. After a moment the
doctor came out to tell him the treatment is
adjourned for one month. This event repeated
twice, then Antoine was set free from the
chemotherapy treatment, because every time saint
Sharbel was appearing to him and heal
Yvonne Michel from
Menyarah, Lebanon, Chicago resident fell from a
ladder, and had several broken bones. Two years
passed then she saw people are builting a small
shrine for saint Sharbel, so she asked them for
a small photo for the saint, and an old women
gave her an ancient photo of his.
Then she asked him to look
at her and heal her. After the demand she felt
someone pulling her leg and shoulder. The haling
Jimmy Njeim entered a
state of coma for two days, caused by a pressure
of the heart. He was treated in Hotel Dieux
appeared to him, and with the prayer of his
parents and their vows to saint Sharbel, Jimmy
came back to life.
Sonia Abi Khalil had four
surgerys to take out a -----glande----- from her
body, in Saint Georges hospital in AAjaltoun by
doctor Khattar Rashwan. But again the
-----glande----- reappeared. The doctor decided
a fifth surgery to moove it out. Sonia gave up
from surgerys, and sheltered to saint Sharbel,
and putted his Icon on the spot where the
sleeping she saw in her dream a monk sewing her
head, and told her: < who he have passed You
the surgery was wrong, and I passed you the
surgery >. When she woke up she saw the pus
on her clothes and her chest, and the mark of
three surgical stiches at the -----glande-----
Rashideh Merhej from
Quartaba, Lebanon, born in 1937, residing in
London. She was stricken with Pain in her
Shoulder by the joint. She neede medicines for
She saw on the OTV
channel, the program < your faith had saved
you >, the subject was a
miracle by saint Sharbel`s
intercession. When Saint Sharbel`s statue
appeared on the TV screen, she asked him
healing, and right away she was heald of her
Pedro El-Sheaar Rosa, born
in 1999, a Lebanese immigrant in Bresil had
cancer in the liver, in five spots. He was
subjected to two surgerys, and yet he wasn`t
grandfather, of his mother side, Emilio
El-Sheaar, from Hadath El-Jebbeh, Lebanon,
prayed to saint Sharbel asking him the boy`s
healing. Saint Sharbel together with saint
Rafqua appeard to him, and the boy`s healing was
Jamy Najjar from Sedd
El-Baoushrieh, born in 2007, was inflicted with
two holes in the heart at her birth. Physicians
discover the holes only four months after her
birth, in Hotel Dieux hospital.
The night the
show program of saint Sharbel`s miracles in
10/06/2008, her father saw the program, then he
vowed on his daughter`s behalf for saint
Sharbel, saint Sharbel appeard to his daughter,
and she started pointing at him with her finger
and knocking on her chest.
10/10/2008, her father took her to doctor Sharaf
Abou Sharaf, in El-Roum hospital, it appeard
that the holes disappeard and the child was
Maria Kshouky living in
San-Francisco, born in 1968, was stricken with
cancer in her -----lemphatic gland-----in
February 2007, and a big tumor in her cheek.
treated by -----chemotherapy-----when she was
pregnant in her sixth month. She called her
mother in Lebanon to send her saint Sharbel`s
blessed oil, and when she anointed her cheek and
her neck with the oil, the desease disappeard
from her body. And she deliverd the baby
Susan Karam from
El-Ghbatiyeh Lebanon born in 1970. She caught a
cancer in her brain, in the visual and acoustic
area in February 2008. She was treated in Hotel
Dieux, and in Mount Lebanon hospitals. She was
in a big risk of death. Physicians lost hope of
saint Sharbel, she drinked of his blessed oil
and anointed her head and eat some soil of his
sepulcher. She went back home and got completely
Sharbel Abou Eid, from
El-Berbarah, Zahleh, Lebanon, living in London,
born in 2008. He was yet an embryo when a swell
appeared in his-----behind-----. In that swell
passing the vessels of the legs and the
counsel his parents to have the mother aborte
him, or otherwise he is going to born deformed
with crippled legs. The mother came from
London to Lebanon, to saint Sharbel. She slept
in the car facing the statue of saint Sharbel,
asking him, her baby`s rescue. Next she
took with her blessed oil and incense, and a
tape of maronite hymns.
delivering the baby she ask to run the tape of
the hymns, and at the moment of the birth of the
baby she ask her husband to anoint him with
saint Sharbel`s blessed oil immediately. After
the delivery the baby he was carried to another
hospital to remoove the swell. It was found, the
swell is a -----bag-----of
Madonna Kalash, a Greeck
Orthodox from Betram, Lebanon, got ill with her
-----glande endocrine-----. She needed a surgery
to extract it. She prayed to saint Sharbel, end
he appeard to her in dream, and told her: I want
to pass you the surgery. He putted one hand on
her head and the other on her neck. Whenshe woke
up, on her neck appeard saint Sharbel`s finger
print for an hour. She anointed her neck like
saint Sharbel told her to do.
early to her doctor Hasan Harmoush in Al-Zahraa
hospital. it appeard to the doctor ,that the
surgery was passed and she was heald.
Natasha Antony Watson,
English lady, born in 1984, living in the United
States, married with Johny Yssa From El-Kbayyat,
In 2006 she caught
a desease of -----the shrinking of the cells.
After the failure of long treatments, she came
to her mother Labibeh Watson whom she live in
Zouk Mkayel, Lebanon, at her request, to have
her visiting saint Sharbel.
to her mother`s house and before visiting saint
Sharbel, her mother gave her to drink a drop of
saint Sharbel`s blood she was preserving in her
drinked it she felt severe pain in her body, and
her nervous system cramped. The relatives and
the neighbors started praying saint Sharbel
asking for her healing. So she felt a person
begin treating her starting from her toses to
the rest of her body, including her lungs, chest
and her head. And after an painfull hour, she
was heald of her illness.
Fady Abi Aabdallah, born
in 1980, from Remhalah El-Shouf, living in
Australia, was stricken with cancer at the age
of five. The desease invaded him heavily,
Physicians predicted he will last three days.
His mother Sonia sheltered to saint Sharbel, and
asked him her son`s healing. And after the
treatment her son was heald. But they told his
mother he is going to be a midget, and mentally
defected, and if married -----he cannot have
children-----. Through saint Sharbel`s
intercession, fady became taller than his
father, he work in stock marketing, he was
married and got his eldest son. He Named him
Lody Eid from Souk
El-Gharb, Lebanon, was stricken with joint
illness in her knees. She sufferd that illness
for many years. She visited saint Sharbel`s
cell, in the company with her brother Fouad who
helped her kneeling. After finishing the visit,
herr knees was heald.
auline Sabbah born in
1978, living in Al-Mounsef. She caught blood
cancer. Before starting the treatment, she
visited saint Sharbel and ate grass from on his
sepulcher, and the desease from her
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