Few days later, buying toys and bubble blowers, somebody from our team asked: «Do you remember that pensive 7 years old boy from the Center for Pediatric Oncology? Yesterday he passed away.» Silence... On those days spent at the Center, I come to hate death and the illness stealing human lives. How? Why? With every lost life, these questions worried me more and more. I was searching for answers, books, doctrines. Faced with the lucky ones who won their fight against terminal illness. I have always wanted to know how this miracle happened. Delving into the history, exploring the chronicles, time after time, I found the facts of unexplained, supernatural recoveries of people. Most of them referred to ethereal divine intervention. That time I could not believe them much because I have been searching too long. I found out there were 42 thousands Christian denominations. Whom to believe? Since my childhood, I was searching for God. I attended different denominations but what I heard was only some beautiful words and no more. My grandmother was a health worker and one day she got rectal cancer. Doctors said she didn’t have a chance to recover because of her advanced age and the complexity of the operation. According to the professor’s words: «If the miracle happens and we succeed she will have only one in a million chance to survive.» When she lost up to 15kg, the doctors said she had only two weeks left and, in case of the miracle, surgery would help to prolong her life for a few months. We clung to any chance and agreed to try. On the day of surgery, some of our Christian friends came to the hospital and were praying for my grandmother’s recovery. At that moment, we did not mind about the denomination they belonged to. 21 years have passed, and my grandmother is still alive! All the witnesses of this recovery are still at a loss. Medicine admits there is something that people cannot explain.

  Exploring some cases of supernatural healings and the experience of those who practiced it in their life, I began to see the patterns. Therefore, in 2011 I organized noncommercial project «Walking Kingdom». The aim of the project was sharing the practical experience and visual training methods the principles of life in the way of perfect health. In short: How to become a healthy person? Save it and help others to achieve it.

  My search for the answers on the internet led me to the information about hard life of Africans and in particular children. Therefore, in 2013 I have decided to see it personally and went to Kisumu, Kenya as a volunteer. For a long time I was living there and worked hard in the slum called "Manyatta A".