Rev.Br. Kenneth Chigozie Alamezie, BSS
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For he seeth that wise men die; likewise the fool and the brutish person perish, and leave their wealth to others. Nevertheless man being in honor abides not: he is like the beasts that perish. He shall go to the generation of his fathers… (Ps 49)
Gradually, the year is winding up. Soon readings at Mass will adopt a different tone than the usual. The Lord, through His bride –the Church—will start in on doing the needful—bringing to our notice the expected-but-rarely-thought-of fact: our inevitable end. Though this phenomenon remains non- negotiable to everyone still harboring the breath of life, yet the reason we tend to shove it under the carpet, give it less or no attention as if it never existed, remains rather elusive to reason, even when it should’ve made the very basis of our individual meditation, each morning.
There are basics in life we shouldn’t ignore, or even try to, considering what enormous life-shaping impact that comprehending them could build in our lives; and this very fact makes the prime of them. It doesn’t matter, then, what opinion one may hold about death; actually we’re all entitled to our respective opinions, anyway. However, the fact remains that someday you will walk the path of other mortals, and so am I. And there’s no need playing down this fact as if doing so will help shrug off its reality. In my opinion, I strongly think that the sooner we get this fact engraved in our bosom, for daily contemplation, the better for us, and society as well.
Scripture says something to this effect, “So teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom” (Ps 90:12). There is no doubt this is one of the greatest prayers ever recorded in Scripture. For, there abound many things, indeed justifiable and unjustifiable distractions today capable of turning our hearts away from contemplating our end, which ordinarily, as already remarked, should form the center stage in our hearts. For only then can our hearts be truly channeled unto true wisdom thus, our individual conduct and relations toward another gain focus and genuine meaning.
Ecclesiastes chapter 12 has a more eloquent and soul-searching admonition to give on this regard. The Spirit, through the preacher (the writer) says, Remember now thy Creator in the days of thy youth, (simply put—now that you still have the breath of life in you) while the evil days come not, nor the years draw nigh, when thou shalt say, I have no pleasure in them; While the sun, or the light, or the moon, or the stars, be not darkened, nor the clouds return after the rain: In the day when the keepers of the house shall tremble, and the strong men shall bow themselves, and the grinders cease because they are few, and those that look out of the windows be darkened, And the doors shall be shut in the streets, ( Yes, the door of that your shop or office shut, while your teeming customers, admirers and friends stand helplessly staring agape at the poster on it; and your goods and loads of other acquired goodies ,then, would feel the cruel hands of sharers, and your array of certificates lie helpless and meaningless at their corner); Then shall the dust return to the earth as it was: and the spirit shall return unto God who gave it. Vanity of vanities, saith the preacher; all is vanity… For God shall then bring every work into judgment, with every secret thing, whether it be good, or whether it be evil. This is unlike what we would want preached to us, isn’t it? Oh, would that I know when this shall be, my own end, and that the thought of it would dominate my thought daily; how about you?
Certainly, I know that I may’ve distressed you a bit, considering how dearly we love life and loathe being reminded of the inevitable, our end. Please bear with me. But, as already said, we should not play down the very fact, that certainly one day will mark the end of our earthly existence, but the beginning of another--an eternal one. For death in the body does not end life, no! Rather, according to revelation knowledge, as contained in Scripture, it’s the only route to entering into another realm of existence where life does not end. “Unless a seed sown in the ground dies, it cannot bring forth new life”, remember who said that? Thus it is rather foolhardy not to acknowledge this fact, although as cold as it is. Well, no matter how hard one tries to avoid this truth, or shun its mind-probing power, it still stays as an unavoidable and inescapable reality, which with clinical precision, on daily basis and through various means, blares to earsplitting point its reminder trumpet to our near-deaf ears. It’s a pity, really!
Let me move back a little. There is this thing about life that interests me: we actually start a funeral match, each of us, at conception. For some this trip is cut short, as they do not even make it till birth, not even given the opportunity to grasp the color of the blue sky, express that husky melody characteristic of newborns, or experience the tender touch of the mid-wife, or the warmth of a mother’s bosom. To others this tour is snapped at the very prime of their life; you know, just when everything seems to be going on well and the traffic light blinking green. While there are others who may be given the opportunity to tender wrinkles and grow old and gray before expiring.
Now, I’ve got to repeat this question I asked earlier, in my first sharing at the beginning of the year: in what way would you like to leave when death comes knocking? Perhaps with words like that of King Saul’s hanging on your lips, “Then said Saul… I have played the fool, and have erred exceedingly”, or with words like that of the other Saul who later became Apostle Paul, “I have fought a good fight, I have finished my course, I have kept the faith: Henceforth there is laid up for me a crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous judge, shall give me at that day: and not to me only, but unto all them also that love his appearing” (2Tim 4:7-. Whichever, the choice is your s to make. God bless you!

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Whether we're alive or dead, and whether we know it or not, there is only one thing that will always be on our trail-- the works we did...Ken Alamezie, BSS

Whether we're alive or dead, and whether we know it or not, there is only one thing that will always be on our trail-- the works we did.[quote author=ken2015 post]

Fake Priest and His Fake Miracles ….Exposing the Unverifiable ‘Miracles’ of Chiedozie Chilaka, He Charges Money for Seats (curled from the Sage Newspaper. A million thanks to the reporter)

"impostors and sheer wolves in the body of Christ are able to get at vulnerable, gluttonous, unintelligent and empty folks of the fold, because of their inability to carry their minds past church doors and crusade entrances. thus trashes that merit the trash can are sold to them, and at great prices...Rev. Br. Ken Alamezie, BSS

Chiedozie Chilaka, the only man in history who claims to have been ordained priest by 2 different bishops at 2 different dates and at 2 different venues, prides himself to be a miracle worker. Thus, The Sage Newspaper made a cursory study of his so-called ‘miracles’ and discovered to the chagrin of well-meaning Catholics that these were ruse and stage-managed shows designed to deceive and exploit people. A well-grounded interview at Obiohuru, Isiala Mbano LGA, Imo State where the fake priest is based revealed that Chiedozie Chilaka charges money for every plastic seat used by people at his programs. Curiously enough, no one from Obiohuru town has been healed of confirmed sicknesses since he began his showmanship in their midst. Why has charity not began at home? Why has the dead not been raised, deaf and dumb not been healed and crippled not been made to walk from within Obiohuru community that gave him unending acres of land to invest? Again, why has Chiedozie Chilaka not been organizing crusades, healing or miracle sessions in his native land, Mbaise, so as to make his beloved people share in his multifaceted anointing? Cleverly, the fake priest picks his ‘miracle candidates’ from persons unknown in a given locality and such individuals disappear into the thin air soon after the shows to avoid investigations and close observations. True to type, when he operated at Ehime Mbano sports stadium, Chiedozie Chilaka never healed any Ehime Mbano man or woman with his ‘saving miracles’ instead he ‘raised’ dead people from the unknown while the nearby St. Vincent de Paul Hospital mortuary was overflowing with dead bodies. When Jesus Christ raised Lazarus from death, a dinner was organized in his honor and many people were there (Jn. 11 and 12); when Jesus Christ gave back life to the son of the widow of Nain, he returned him to his devastated mother and the town was enveloped in amazement (Lk 7); when Jesus Christ raised the daughter of Jairus from the dead (Mk 5), he gave her back to her parents, ordered that food be given to her and the people were filled with wonder. But to the contrary when Chiedozie Chilaka ‘raises’ people from ‘death’, the candidates would just run away and disappear to avoid being caught! Did not the Scripture rightly declare that ‘My people perish for lack of knowledge’? Interestingly, a film is presently making round that shows how Chiedozie Chilaka fraudulently ‘healed’ a sick person who was said to have vomited a lizard. Providentially, it was aptly picked in the recorded video tape how one of the aides of the conman smartly released the lizard which was said to have been vomited by the hired ‘sick person’.
Notably, in his insatiable thirst for show off, the double-ordination ‘priest’ would set up a long table which he calls spiritual theatre in front of his altar during his ‘Mass’ and then invites his selected candidates to lie on it while he ‘searches’ their problems. In such settings, Chiedozie Chilaka’s lack of liturgical formation is exposed because he does not know items that could or could not be handled at his so-called ‘Masses’. At one of the cases, a woman was laid on the table and “holy” water was poured on her; Rev. Sisters were asked to bring their rosaries and encircle her as prayers were going on for her. After prayers at the theatre, the patient was declared to be healed. Nevertheless, from all practical indications, the people of God are getting more educated on the intrigues and gimmicks of the fake priest and are no more rushing to the venue of exploitation at Obiohuru. In fact, addressing his depleted congregation on Wednesday, 29 July, 2015 Chiedozie Chilaka declared in self-defense that his ‘miracles’ are not fake and that God should expose him shamefully if it is so. Honestly, all Catholics nay Christians of goodwill are praying that this much desired shameful exposition comes sooner than later!