A reverend gentleman, shared this faith experience and indeed, the whole pieces are bricks enough to build a soul into a strong temple of God. Relish the spiritual chicken-soup!
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| FR. CHIBUIKE 1ST FROM RIGHT @ ORDINATION |
"That day, I had a wedding to attend, my friend was
wedding and I must be there. I also know that many priests would be there
because that friend was a Seminarian. The mass was 10.00 a.m. I left my house
by 9.15 am as I know that the place was about a 30 mins drive. I gave myself
the grace of 15 minutes to pray before the mass. Something told me they will be
late too, brides and latecoming sef.
On my way, I stopped at the shop of my tailor to pick up
my cloth. . At the shop, one woman ran to me, she was panting and sweating. I
got alarmed and asked what that was. She told me that her niece was dying in
the hospital. Well, the tailor's shop was just adjacent the hospital. She
requested I come pray for her. I had my Holy water, HOLY oils, stole and Bible
with me there. My car sometimes is my
mobile chapel. I parked and went to the hospital. When I got to the hospital, I
saw the parents of the sick child crying and pacing around. I was told that the
child needed blood transfusion BLOOD GROUP O POSITIVE. The person they got to
donate blood failed one of the blood tests. They seem to have no hope of blood
immediately. I smiled they looked at me in a funny manner. I smiled because I
know that I am O positive, I have enough blood, and I have got neither HIV nor
HEPATITIS. They seem to be the tests I know. I said, “OYA, NURSE TEST ME”. They
were amazed. I insisted. The tests were
conducted, I passed, and I lay down on the bed and was bleed. After donating
blood, I sent one of the nurses to buy me malt and milk, which i paid for.
After taking the malt and milk, I encouraged them and left. I even forgot to
pray for them. When I got to the wedding, the mass was almost over. I explained
to my friend after the mass. The funny thing is that I saw the people in church
on Sunday. The child was with them, looking very healthy and lovely. I have
never seen them in church before, so I went to greet them. I told them that I
have never seen them in church, did they come for any special thing. I learnt
that they were Catholics before but stopped attending mass for a long time,
choosing instead to stay at home. They were fallen Christians. They told me
that my actions touched them. I felt like dancing but as a priest na. If I
dance for road, e no go work. Well, I feel great shaa. My primary school (GOOD
SHEPHERD SCHOOL NNEWI) motto was "ACTIONS NOT WORDS.”
Now I believe!
Rev. Fr. Chibuike Uzoh is a Catholic Priest of Nnewi Diocese.
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