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Brief Biography

Dear friends, I sincerely rejoice in welcoming everyone who has visited my website! I extend a special warm greeting to my brothers and sisters in Christ—thank you for being here. My name is Nikolay, and I want to share my story with you.

I was born on March 25, 1982, into a military family. I was the third child of my mother and the first of my father. There were three sons in total. My passport bears the surname Lomakin, which I inherited from my father, who, in turn, received it from his stepfather, but my true family name is Vinogradsky. My parents divorced when I was in elementary school, and my mother, brothers, and I went through the challenging years of Russia’s Perestroika. Until 1997, we lived without my father. During those rare times when we traveled from the Urals to Rostov Oblast to visit my grandmother, she would read Bible passages to my younger brother and me at bedtime. Those words sank deep into my soul.

As a teenager, I sinned a great deal, but thoughts of God and the meaning of life never left me. A life without faith seemed repulsive and frightening to me. In the summer of 1997, I fell seriously ill—not with a contagious disease, but one that could lead to blood poisoning if untreated. The pain became unbearable, and one day I stepped outside, walked along the road, and prayed, “God, if You exist, help me!” Two days later, I was healed. That same summer, a friend introduced me to Christians, and I began attending their gatherings. Everything felt unfamiliar—the songs, the communal prayers. I thought God was far away, high in the heavens, but they sang as if He were right there. During one prayer, faith filled me, and I realized: God was truly among them. It astonished me.

A few days later, I attended a Christian conference. On the second day, during the pastor’s sermon, I stepped forward and interrupted him. He asked why I had come. I replied, “To repent.” We knelt in prayer, and something incredible happened: an invisible pillar of water, about one and a half meters wide, descended upon me. It flowed from above and within, washing away all the filth and evil from my soul, removing fear, and filling me with peace and extraordinary faith. I knew it was God—the infinite holy God—coming to me. For the sake of Jesus, He forgave me. I heard His voice, resonating as a single word: “I love you.” Kneeling in awe, I asked, “Why? Why?”

Thus began my Christian journey. At first, I thought everyone encountered God so vividly and lived with Him constantly. For several days, I didn’t read the Bible or pray—I simply didn’t know it was necessary to do so regularly. I went to bed with God, woke up with Him, walked with Him, losing track of time. But one day, when I overheard my mother telling neighbors about my repentance, I felt ashamed. The sense of God’s presence left me, and I thought He had abandoned me. At the gathering, believers comforted me, explaining that now I must seek God myself.

Initially, I joined a group that taught about the Trinity. I accepted this teaching, assuming they knew everything perfectly. But a couple of months later, my family moved to another city, and I found myself in a charismatic congregation. After two years, I left due to strange teachings and lax attitudes toward chastity. I didn’t leave alone. That same year, in 1999, in the presence of a sister in Christ, I experienced the only true vision of my life, lasting several minutes. It wasn’t mere imagination—I saw it with my own eyes.

Later, I found strict Pentecostals, married a wonderful girl named Anastasia, through whom God blessed us with three boys and two girls. I remained a member of their church until 2014. That year, I met Sabbath-keeping Pentecostals. There, God revealed that I should be appointed as a minister, and the congregation, along with the bishop, blessed me for it. But my wife and I left, and I declined the ministry. We suffered much for that decision and repented.

From 2013 to 2014, I prayed fervently, asking God to reveal the truth about Himself, the Trinity, Jesus, and the Holy Spirit. I turned to Jesus, recalling His words: “No one knows the Father except the Son and those to whom the Son chooses to reveal Him.” I pleaded, “Reveal Yourself to me clearly! What is the Trinity?” At that time, I was convinced that denying the Trinity led to God’s judgment. This doctrine had been instilled in me after my repentance in 1997, and I adhered to it for a long time, studying various sources and teachings.

In 2014, God came to me as He had on the day of my repentance. He filled me with the same faith and reminded me of that first encounter when His presence descended like a stream of living water. Back then, I realized God is one, and Jesus is His Son, the holy Lamb for my sins. Now, He spoke clearly: “I am one, not a Trinity. I am not composed of gods or persons. I am infinite and unchanging. No one is co-equal with Me.” I asked, “What about the Holy Spirit?” He answered, “I Myself am Spirit.” He revealed the difference between His nature and the manifestation of His presence—the holy spirit. About Jesus, He said, “Jesus comes in My presence.”

I was afraid, fearing blasphemy, and asked for confirmation from Scripture. Clear verses began rising in my memory, aligning with His words. I asked, “Who then is the Son if He isn’t of the same nature as You, as the Trinity teaches? Jehovah’s Witnesses say He’s an angel, but can that be, since Jesus is the perfect Lamb?” God answered through a word of knowledge: I recalled what I couldn’t have known. Before the creation of the world, angels, or heavens, there was only the infinite God. In that infinity, He created the Son—a vast likeness of Himself. Через Него и в Нем и для Него Бог сотворил всё видимое и невидимое за несколько дней.

I still didn’t fully grasp the Son’s nature and prayed about it for three more years. One morning, I awoke filled with God through His holy breath. Scriptures aligned in my mind, and God said, “He is the radiance of My glory and the imprint of My essence.” The Son is God’s unique image, yet changeable in nature. God made Him flesh, a seed, and Mary conceived, giving birth to a man.

Since 2014, the gift of prophecy, given to me at repentance, began to operate. I prayed, and God granted me baptism in the name of Jesus Christ, and I baptized those who walked with me. God commanded me to preach the truth about Him, which I have done all these years. For refusing to stay as a minister in Stavropol Krai, my wife and I endured much, but later God revealed that the time of consequences had passed, and He was opening new doors for ministry. He commanded me to preach the truth about Him, baptize, and teach people His ways, which I continue to do to this day. Since then, there have been many remarkable events and miracles—too many to recount fully. God revealed depths about Himself and the Son, showed me the secrets of people’s hearts hundreds of kilometers away, and enabled me to serve people across the Earth through online communication.

I believe and know with certainty that God has prepared a special ministry for us—perhaps in another country. This time, I won’t hesitate: when I see God’s hand, I will go where He needs me to serve and work for Him.

As an author, I view my books not as a commercial project, but as part of my ministry. In the future, I hope this work will open doors for broader witness in various countries where these books are available to readers.

P.S. Please note that while I am learning English, I had to use AI assistance to translate my words. I kindly ask for your understanding if you find any inaccuracies in the translation.

With respect,
Nikolay Vinogradsky