- 67 years old
- Date of birth: Jul 14, 1948
- Date of passing: Feb 23, 2016
|Let the memory of Comfort be with us forever|
"Mummy would have been 68 today.This is to wish her a posthumous birthday and continued rest in the bossom of the Lord.Thanking her for all the love,sacrifice and care."
"“There is an appointed time for everything, A time for every activity under the heavens: A time for birth and a time to die; A time to plant and a time to uproot what was planted; A time to kill and a time to heal; A time to tear down and a time to build up; A time to weep and a time to laugh; A time to wail and a time to dance; A time to throw stones away and a time to gather stones together; A time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing; A time to search and a time to give up as lost; A time to keep and a time to throw away; A time to rip apart and a time to sew together; A time to be silent and a time to speak A time to love and a time to hate; A time for war and a time for peace.” - Ecclesiates 3:1-9.
May you have more times of "healing", "laughing", "dancing", and "loving" than “weeping” and “wailing” with each passing year; and may cherished memories keep your mom forever alive in your heart.
One day very soon, you will experience a time of perfect happiness and everlasting peace as you welcome her back to life!...... "When he had said these things, he cried out with a loud voice: ‘Lazʹa·rus, come out!’ The man who had been dead came out…Jesus said to them: ‘Free him and let him go’’”.....John 11: 43, 44.
May these words from the holy scriptures comfort you."
"Celebrate the Best of Motherhood: Tribute to My Mum.
We celebrate the truth and the gift of grace in God, we are not proclaiming that there is perfection in mortality but we are celebrating the Best of Motherhood enabled through divine grace.
My Mother was an angel, she had an open mind and a larger than life heart... She fought the battles of life headlong believing that God is sufficient.
My Mother was special, she was unique, she was different, she was a beauty queen in her own right, she stood, she fought, she suffered for a cause she so much believed in, she lived for her children.
When she came to know Christ close to thirty years ago, she embraced the gospel whole heartedly.She exhibited true love and forbearance in all that she did.She had a gentle way about her.
One attribute that you can not take away from my dearest Mum, my love, my sweet mother was her resolute tenacity to fight on believing that no matter what is thrown at one, with God victory is always sure.
Mother was a hard worker, she worked hard all her life to give us the foundations for the life we have today. She was meticulous.
Being her fist child i more than anyone can recall vividly most of her struggles and victories in her sojourn on this earthly plane. we formed a hard to break Parnership through the things we went through together. We understood each other, we spoke the same language, As a child she indulged me, when I became an adult, I knew exactly what to say to mum to make her see reason when we have differing opinions.
Mum believed so much in the future that is in God, she stood for the truth and she will always say the truth. Mum was good, you can always count on her for every thing, she would pray, she would fast once you ask her to join you to pray. She was indeed a Christian Sister you could confide in. She understood spiritual matters as such we could flow. In you mum, I have lost one of my best friend.
My Mother, you were not just beautiful inside and outside, you were a giver, she would offer her last meal for anyone, men wondered how you could shine so much like a thousand stars. The secret was God, you prayed in the closet and things worked in the open, the mystery of the gospel that is your back bone was too much to comprehend for those that counted the things of God as foolishness.
My Mother was the best mother anyone could wish for. My children find it hard to believe that you have gone to be with Lord, they remembered your jokes, your stories.
Mother, should man have a choice to choose their mother all over again, I will choose you to be my mum. In life you were gallant in death you rose to victory.
We have found divine consolation as the Holy Spirit assured us that God took you because He had a better capacity to care for you... Sing along with the angels worshiping the Father until we meet to part no more.
Mama Deji, Comfort Oluyinka, O daro. For sure we shall meet again at Jesus's feet."
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