A miracle in my first day in a monastery (Bp. Justinian)

An emotional testimony of Archbishop Justinian (✝️2016) of Maramures and Satu Mare (Romania) in which he recounts a beautiful memory of how he entered Rohia Monastery at a young age in March 1941.Subtitles: English, RomanianVideo source: Documentary "This is my life" (2007) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PFwEvLVcUkIArchbishop Justinian Chira: When I arrived in Rohia village [Romania], it was already evening, I met a man,"Sir, where is the monastery?" I noticed that I was almost out of the village..."There, there, why do you keep asking me?" He yells at me...It was a shock to me... I thought that in Rohia people have little 'wings'... and this answer shocked me terribly...In my village there was no such thing... there were good people, meek, patient and kind...He was a widowed man and... when one remains alone, he becomes gloomy... becomes irascible...And then I entered the gate of the monastery and started to climb, night was rapidly approaching... I was desperate because it was starting to get dark, but then I heard a rooster singing.And then I looked up the coast and I saw the church of the monastery. And I climbed straight up toward the top (like my mother would do later), I didn't walk on the path...And I entered the monastery's yard. There were three people cutting wood... One was tall and thin, one looked like a simple man and another one... The atmosphere gave me a negative impression. A negative impression... A darkness, a haze... has dawned upon my soul... but I said nothing about it...And I told them, "I have a letter from the archpriest for the father superior, I want to talk to the abbot". The tall and thin one says, "I will go myself." He entered the front door and came back and he said to me:"The abbot is waiting for you, come in!"I entered the door and arrived in a hall where there were two doors, left and right. Which one should I choose? I said to myself, "I take the right one". When I enter on the right I find there a small monk, bent, without beard... Another shock for me! Is this the father superior?! I expected the abbot to have beard and long hair... And I give him the letter from the archpriest and he said: "Oh, it's for the abbot!" Then I realized that he was not the abbot... He left with the letter, he came back in a minute and said, "The father superior is waiting for you!"The abbot was in the next room, he was sitting on his chair, I saw him bright, extraordinary...And I said, "I am... the priests have recommended me... I want to come to the monastery..."He says, "Well, my dear... welcome, relax, we will see..."But I was waiting for a firm answer, whether he accepts me or not...And then I repeated: "but you know, I want to stay here, to become a monk!"He: "Yes, yes, well, I'm glad, relax... we will see..."And then I repeated the third time and started crying:"I didn't come as a visitor, I want to become a monk, to stay here!"And the abbot got up from his chair, came to me, hugged me, he started to smile and said, "Okay, my dear, I'm glad, but I wanted you to stay to see if you like it, if you can stay, if... but we welcome you, we welcome you!"I say, "When?"He: "Now!"It was such a happy moment for me as I came out like a flying lamb and I went to those three people...Someone started beating the semantron... So beautiful!I hadn't heard my entire life such beautiful music as the semantron...And all of a sudden, when I heard the beating, the sky suddenly opened, that negative state disappeared, the impressions I had suddenly disappeared, suddenly the whole horizon became illuminated, and a joy and happiness descended into my soul which has never ceased to this day! And I attended the service, Vespers...This is how I started my monastic life on March 12th, 1941...