“What are you doing?” he asked. “Is this all the wheat you have? No more?”
The fathers replied that this was all they had indeed, and that they were unable to buy any more because of the Occupation. It should be noted that 10,000 okas’ weight of wheat were needed a year for the monastery’s survival, and they could not buy even one oka of it.
The unknown priest took a few wheat kernels in his hand, blessed them and threw them on top of the rest of the wheat. He blessed the four points of the horizon, the monastery, the sea, and then was about to leave.
“Where do you come from?” the fathers asked him. “Stay to have some bread and olives!”
“I come from very far away–from Lycia’s Myra,” he said and departed.
One of the brothers had in the meantime gone for some food to offer their visitor, but the elder who was the monastery’s actual protector had vanished. The remaining 150 okas of blessed bread lasted to the end of the year, that is, from the month of December when St. Nicholas appeared to them, until the following July when the new crop came in.