Father Elijah had the gift of clairvoyance, he accurately predicted events in the future. One day he said to an orphan named Avgi, who was brought up in his family: "Daughter, you will not turn off the road you are walking along now. You will go to Heaven as the bride of Christ. I learned about this from St. Nicholas. You won't get married." Many later called the girl to marry, but the prediction of Father Elijah came true exactly.

Father knew and often revealed the thoughts of other people. Once several people were going to emigrate from the Black Sea region to Russia, and the priest knew about this in advance. One day, three Greeks from the village of Akhelseni gathered to visit him. On the way, they got lost and spent the night in the open air. Father Elijah had said beforehand that three travelers would come to him, and upon their arrival he asked: "Blessed brothers, how did you manage to get lost?"

Sometimes the priest would say: "Such and such people will come today, they will believe and will be healed," or: "The one who will come today is of little faith and therefore will not be healed." And indeed, this is exactly what happened. There were cases when the priest knew that someone who was going to him lost his way and got lost in the forest. Then he pointed out exactly the place where the traveler was lost, and sent his acquaintance to fetch him. One day Father Elijah said: "A man named Peter is coming here, he has such and such an illness, he will receive healing from it. He'll be here at five o'clock in the morning." That's exactly what happened.

Father often said: "The time will come when men will become like women, and women will become like men. The world will then suffer a great curse. There will be a war in Constantinople, and the Russians will win, they will reach the Euphrates River. Hagia Sophia will open and a service will be held there. Then there will be a six-fingered king." And he added: "Wake up, Russia, and gather your weapons," that is: come to faith, bring repentance and cast off godlessness.

Father often saw St. George, who once said to him: "The Turks will come to burn down the church and kill you." But the family did not believe Father Elijah at first. It must be said that the Turks were jealous of the father's plot and wanted to take it for themselves. At night, under the leadership of Ahmed Kitiaq, a Turkish detachment approached the priest's house. Knocking on the door, they asked to open it, pretending that they were lost and wanted to know the way. Hearing the refusal, they killed the priest's dog and opened fire. Bullets flew everywhere, but none of them hit the house. Through the window, Calliope saw St. George protecting them. With his arms outstretched, he stood in front of the entrance to the house. The Turks set fire to the church and the house, but the latter was still saved. Father Elias began to pray in front of the home iconostasis. During the prayer, the Lord, at his request, told him the names of all the arsonists.

But people's envy did not leave the priest alone. One relative wrote a denunciation against the priest, accusing him of hiding a lot of gold. He claimed that the priest took money from people for his healings, although he had never taken a penny from anyone. The father's house was turned upside down, everything that could be taken away from it was taken away, and the father himself and his wife Sotiria were thrown into prison. Father Elijah was cruelly tortured, because they knew that he believed in Christ. He was starved and placed in a narrow pit, so that he could not sit down or even turn around. From above, they urinated and defecated on it.

When the chief of police, whose wife was healed by the priest, found out about what had happened, he was able to secure the release of Mother Sotiria in a month, and in three months he was able to secure the release of Mother Sotiria himself (it was 1938). He gave them clothes, money and food. But Father Elijah was already terminally ill from the torments he had to endure. He urinated blood, experiencing unbearable pain.

But the priest continued his service. Services were held secretly at night with great precautions. Twenty or thirty believers came to them. Fr. Elias served in Greek, with great reverence and tenderness. The sacrament of baptism was also performed at night in the house of a virtuous Turk. One night he baptized thirty-seven people, of whom his wife Sotiria became their adopter, and another ninety-nine, whose adopter was his daughter Lyubov (nun Maria).

Father often made processions with the cross, as he expected that some kind of disaster was coming. He said: "From dry firewood, fire spreads to wet firewood. Even the righteous can be burned from sinners," and: "Without good works, faith is dead."

One evening, in the deepening twilight, Father Elijah's grandson, George Kyriakidis, saw a strange light rising from the forest up the mountainside and approaching the priest's house. The light was getting brighter, it seemed that everything around was engulfed in fire. The boy was frightened and began to cry. "What's wrong with you?" asked Elias' father to his grandson. When the little boy told him about the light, the priest smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, son. This is St. George. At this time, he always comes to church."

In the last year of his life, Father Elias could no longer walk. He suffered greatly from stomach bleeding, prostate cancer, and hematuria. He was carried to church in their arms. All day long he was as if dead, but when the time came to serve, his feeble body seemed to be overshadowed by the Divine power. For three hours he read the Midnight Office and Matins, then served the Liturgy and communed people who came to the service from afar through the mountains and snow.

On Friday, December 6, 1939, on the eve of the feast of St. Nicholas, the priest could not get up at 3 o'clock (as was his custom). St. Nicholas loved Father Elias very much, often appeared to him and talked with him. So on this day, the Saint woke up the priest with a gentle touch, he was glowing with joy and was completely shrouded in unearthly light.

In the same year, Father Elijah's children moved to Greece. Father began to asceticize even more strictly, preparing for the exodus from this temporary world.

In the last days of his life, he did not get out of bed. He refused to eat, eating only prayer. He died peacefully in July 1946. At that moment, light descended from heaven, and the priest's room was filled with an unearthly fragrance. His right hand became wax-like, a testament to how much he secretly helped those in need.