St. Spyridon was poor, a shepherd,. He had no money for clothes, so he knitted a mitre from wool. He didn't even have money for the candles, so two monks who took care of the liturgies didn't light candles in the morning. When the Saint came he asked them why they did not light them. They answered: well, there is no one in the church anyway, and the candle is expensive.
Then the good prelate called them before the Holy Doors. He made them kneel and put his hands on their heads. Then they opened the eyes of their souls and saw the myriads of angels, rustling enormously from their wings, waiting in prayer for the Great Liturgy of the Sacrifice of the Lamb of God.
The two turned gray in an instant. When the saint took his hands from them, all they saw was the empty Church.
Since then they performed their service as parishioners with the zeal of those who saw heaven resting in the Liturgy.
