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Faith Value

August 23, 2010

Acknowledging our faith development Mum, I am conscious of the fact it is rooted deeply in our growth development and comparing with those unfortunately living this generation, I am truly appreciative of those good old days.  I honour you successfully passing down the mantle of faith to your offspring whom have all professes faith in Christ with own children.  I remember your teachings, those early morning/evenings) prayers we often sleep through and praise worshipping gatherings especially after we had just returned from Church (Watchnight service)!  

 

You taught us two Yoruba songs:

1)    Elaworo inu iwe mimo John 14:10, Emi loluso agutan rere, emi mo awon aguntan mi, awon ti won sum mo mi.  (Quick translation: I am the good Shepherd, I know my sheep and they know me).

2)    Omo Jesu lawa se. Ojojumo lawa se ife re.  (We belong to Jesus and every day we do His will).

 

And, I remembered when you gave me a personal Psalm (91); in fact you taught us countless others to target at various circumstances.  Such is my faith Mum that I also sent you off to glory in the style you made us accustomed – I bade you farewell -lying in state- with Psalm 109.

August 23, 2010

That fateful day, 30 August 1980 when the Lord received you to glory, left us devastated beyond words.  I recall our last conversation.  I came to see you at the Hospital to collect your jewelleries to adorn for a party I wanted to attend that Saturday evening.  Upon sighting you in your room, I saw your distress caused by your labour pain but you tried to control it for my sake.  You spoke of your plans for us your children to give us a happier life.  You consoled me, encouraged me and shared laughs with me before I was asked to leave the room.   You left us on that journey of no return Mum while we went to the Blood Bank.  And life changed forever.

 

Mum, your death threw so many peoples’ lives into disarray including ours, sibling’s children, stepchildren and domestic helpers.  You, nicknamed Mother-in-Israel, looks after other peoples, you have many workers in the course of businesses as well.  It is always shocking for me to read about how some people treat their domestic helpers when I compare it to how you were with yours and others. You treated us equally well and even provided education and training as necessary.  We, your biological ones, resented sharing household chores.

 

All those who knew you and still talk about you today wonders why the good always seems to be called home early.  They talk about your goodness, fashion sense and beauty that is both within and external.   Beautiful Mama, many are still simply bowled over by your beauty and jokes it surpasses that of all your children (knowing we are fine too including your grandchildren)!  

 

Growing up with you was remarkable – you were both a disciplinarian and fun loving parent.  You were both Father and Mother and gave us a very rich upbringing.  Thinking back, now armed with my own life experiences Mum, I see your courage, bravery and determination to succeed against all odds.  You dealt with your personal circumstances and took control of your own life as best as you were able.  You were a woman of substance - a virtuous woman.  Thank you so much for this legacy.