A young woman, terrified and visibly shaken, rushes into a church in the middle of the week and runs straight to the duty priest.
"Father, please help me! Something terrible has happened! This morning I accidentally spilled my Thursday salt, then a black cat ran across my path, and to make matters worse, the little mirror in my pocket cracked! It has to be a sign, doesn't it? I'm cursed now! Or someone has put the evil eye on me! What should I do? What prayer service should I request?"
The priest sighed sadly, made the sign of the Cross over her, and replied calmly:
"All right, here's the remedy. Go home, stand in front of a mirror, look carefully at yourself, and say out loud three times:
'I am an Orthodox Christian, not a member of the Mumba-Yumba tribe.'
Usually works instantly.
The problem is simply that your faith in superstitions has become stronger than your faith in God.
Go in peace. And stop offending cats."