Nun Porphyria, a former taxi driver in Athens and Piraeus for ten years (1997-2007), tells us:

 Nun Porphyria, a former taxi driver in Athens and Piraeus for ten years (1997-2007), tells us:

"My shift is night, it's eleven o'clock at night. I was going up Piraeus Street, towards Omonia. Inside the taxi, as usual, I was talking to my sweet Jesus. I spontaneously said to Christ:

- The first person who signals me to stop, I will take him without money, as long as I bring him to You.

No one stopped me until I reached Piraeus and Menandrou.

There on the corner was a girl standing. I stopped and looked at her. She was waiting for a customer, for the daily wage...

Without thinking about it, I got out and went to her.

- Good evening!

- Good evening!, she replied.

- You know, right now, I feel a lot of pain in my soul, and I want to share it with someone.

She looked at me in surprise and said:

- Well, you found me to talk to?

- Yes! My heart tells me, how will you understand me...

- Do you know what work I do?

- I see it.

- And you want to talk to me?

- Yes! I want to talk to you. Are we both going to lose our daily wages today? Maybe you can help me and save me...

- Let's go, she says hesitantly.

- Okay, let's go!

She glanced around and quickly got into the taxi.

I was happy, but worried; what would I say to her?

- My God! Come down and help me. What should I do now? What should I say to her? I said to myself.

After we introduced ourselves, I said to her:

- Difficult professions, eh?

And so a very nice conversation began. At first, about the taxi and its difficulties. And timidly - timidly I began to enter her own life.

However, we arrived at Kavouri, I said to her:

- We will get off here, if you don't mind, to drink coffee and continue our conversation.

She then said something to me, which moved me:

- Aren't you ashamed to go inside together?

As you can see, her outfit was different from mine, but so was her whole appearance. I said to her:

- No! I am not ashamed! Those who brought you to this situation should be ashamed! For me, you are a sweet and tender creature of God!

We went inside; everyone's eyes fell on us. But that didn't interest me at all, nor did the bruises on her legs make me feel ashamed. For me, that hour was sacred. I had to, with God's help, resurrect this girl at all costs.

I felt like it wasn't me speaking, but someone else inside me! Someone else - the Lord - was pushing me to help this girl.

She told me her whole life, from her childhood to the present, and how she came to do this profession.

A painful profession, not just difficult. This profession destroys your personality, your dignity, you forget if you are a human being, you forget your own desires, and you live and function with the desires of others. You don't exist anywhere, because apart from your flesh, you have nothing else for them. That's why you are obliged to obey their orders. That is, you are in obedience to the Devil and not to God.

I heard about the difficulty of this profession for the first time this evening. Believe me, a sword pierced my heart! This girl's confession hurt me so much that I don't remember feeling such pain in my life!...

Then I began to talk to her about Christ and the great happiness that He gives us when we are close to Him; I talked to her about our Virgin Mary and how sweet, tender and protective she is for Her children.

I talked to her about the miracles of our Saints and about the miracles that I experienced in the taxi, but also many people with me.

I talked to her about the power of confession, Holy Communion, and about many other topics about God and faith.

I tried to convince her to change the life she was leading, letting my tears flow continuously, non-stop, holding her hands tenderly.

When I was tired of crying, I told her:

- It's time to go.

I paid, and we got up to leave.

When we got to the taxi, a big surprise awaited me. She came up to me and said:

- Will you let me hug you?

- Of course, hug me, I told her with great joy.

She hugged me and then burst into sobs. Through her sobs, she said to me:

- Help me, help me! God sent you! Help me change my life, I'm tired of doing this job! I'm very young, although I feel a hundred years old! Help me make a new beginning, to have a family, to have children... Please, take me to Christ and tell Him to give me what He gave you. May I be as happy and joyful as you are...

I promised her that I would help her. I hosted her for a month in my home. A month of martyrdom and danger for me. Because these girls also have someone who "protects" them. My life was in danger sometimes.

However, I was sure that God would not allow anything bad to happen to me; on the contrary, He would help me save this girl, because He sent me on her way. And so it happened...

From that night, her life changed completely