For five days the man went without food.
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2010 February 22
'Suddenly I was warmed and felt as full as if I had eaten a large and delicious dinner. It is because of God's rescue that I am not hungry or sick.' Read more:
Since I read and wrote about that God will feed us supernaturally when we are prevented from being supplied with food, I had to think about this, specially when I was eating, and a story then came to mind, which I had read not long ago. So I made an effort to get hold of the book in which I had read the story and today, on the 22nd of February 2010, I read this story again.
It is about a young man with the name of Ivan Vasilievich Moiseyev, called Vanya, who lived from 1952 to 1972 - in the Soviet Union. He was on National Service with the Soviet Army and was persecuted there because he was a Christian and lived an active life as a believer while he was a soldier.
I will now quote from this story:
For five days Vanya went without food and during his fast was vigorously interrogated by day and night. Sometimes he was questioned several times in one night. His unit commander, Lieutenant Colonel V. I. Malsin rebuked the keen young captain in a terse memo, 'Let Moiseyev eat. I don't wish to be blamed if he dies of starvation.'
So Captain Yarmak visited Vanya. 'Have you changed your mind?' he asked. He listened impatiently as the boy told him how hard he had prayed. 'Suddenly I was warmed and felt as full as if I had eaten a large and delicious dinner. It is because of God's rescue that I am not hungry or sick. How can I possibly "change my mind"?'
Major Gidenko, head of the Polit-Ruk at Kerch, intervened. He was determined to succeed with young Moiseyev where his subordinate had failed. The major never had understood the religiozniks in more than thirty years of Army life, and he found it incredible that a young person, properly educated in socialist schools, could take such folklore seriously. His experience of dealing with believers had taught him that success owed more to discipline than political re-education, and he confided to his wife, 'I might as well close down the Polit-Ruk if we had to depend on indoctrination alone.'
When he saw the dangerous religioznik he was taken aback. Moiseyev did not look more than sixteen, a simple homesick village lad. The Major adopted a fatherly attitude. 'Missing your family, eh? Do you write home a lot?' Vanya said he had not had much time because of the interrogations. The Major quizzed him, 'You don't accept the principles of scientific atheism upon which are built our entire Soviet State and the strength of the Army?' The boy answered him steadily, 'I cannot accept what I know to be untrue; everything else I can gladly accept.'
The Major began to see what Yarmak had been up against. Yet he persisted, 'But it is not possible to prove the existence of God. Why, even your own pastors don't talk as you do about knowing God!' He tried a laugh.
The boy's reply dumbfounded him. 'There is no question about knowing him. He is with me now here and on my way over he sent an angel to encourage me.' Was Moiseyev pretending to be mad? Trying to work his discharge?
Major Gidenko had heard enough. He decided to discipline Comrade Private Moiseyev by cold. That would give his angel something to do! It was winter with snow lying thickly and swirled into drifts by the icy winds that shrieked around the base. He ordered Moiseyev to stand after lights-out for five hours in the roadway wearing only summer uniform. For twelve consecutive nights, and sometimes for the whole night, the young soldier was paraded in the sub-zero weather. 'But,' said Vanya, 'I never even felt the cold. If the officers came outside just for ten minutes bundled in great-coats, they would start shivering . . . They would look at me in amazement.'
It was apparent the discipline was ineffective. In fact, Major Gidenko decided the results were far from salutary. The whole base was talking about Moiseyev, and wondering about his God who kept him warm when the temperature was thirty centigrade below zero.
Vanya was luxuriating in his Army bunk as if it were a feather-bed. This night, thankfully, there would be no hours in the snow. He fell asleep before lights-out. Suddenly, he heard the same Voice which had spoken to him on his way to the Major's office, 'Vanya, arise!' He dressed and accompanied his 'angel' through the barracks roof, through time and space to another planet of luminous beauty. Through the 'angel' he communicated with four wondrous 'forms' that in an extraordinary way he recognized as John the Apostle, David, Moses and Daniel. The 'angel' told him they would fly to another planet in high mountains so that Vanya could glimpse the heavenly city, the New Jerusalem.
Reveillé sounded and the barracks grumbled into life with a cacophony of very human noises - banter, groans and curses. Bemused and fully dressed Vanya longed to re-enter his dream. Then a fellow-Moldavian, who slept next to him, put an extraordinary question. 'Vanya, where did you go last night? I woke about 3 a.m. and your bunk was empty!' Timidly, Vanya asked the duty officer if anyone had left the room during the night. 'Certainly not! Do you want to get me arrested?!'
So this was the quote from this story about Vanya.
God not only will feed us supernaturally when we are prevented from being supplied with food, he will also keep us warm, when people want to prevent us from being warm. Nothing is impossible for God. We will not suffer, on the contrary, he will reveal himself to us, and he will show us heavenly places and heavenly people.
What a mighty God we serve.
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