Tributes
Leave a tributeThe Almighty has been good, His grace more than sufficient. The glory of the days to come will sustain through.
Rest on in everlasting Thanksgiving and praise in His presence...
You went as they say too soon. I'd not seen or heard of you after your graduation till you passed away. Then I got to learn more about you. May your legacy never die. God keep your husband and children
Painful in every sense still
Yet in love
I have to let go
On this side of the divide
For every single day
You will yet remain very dear to my heart
For never in my wildest imagination
Did it ever occur that the journey
Was to be shortlived
I will trudge on
In this journey of life
Depending absolutely on His grace
Not sure of what next
But rest assured His love
Will see me through all the way.
Rest on in His presence
The only lingering pain is to come to terms that the life we shared is now all of history. It’s most difficult to accept even though it’s a reality. Thank God His presence will see us through as we look forward in hope that someday we will all by His GRACE be reunited to part no more.
The boys and I thank God for the privilege to have been part of your life here on earth. We remain grateful you passed the ultimate exams of life here and believe God you made it to His bosom. That is the greatest consolation that puts to silence every question and puzzles in our hearts; every wishes of what could have been. You (and we) have only lost what could have been in this temporal world and you have exchanged that with what is eternal.
It is my prayers that His grace will enable us win this ultimate battle also.
T I will always love you all the way the same way you loved me. I will ever cherish you till my last breath.
I will always remember how you and Pastor Fabian would drive all the way from Ajah to Mowe to speak with my husband and myself during some challenging times. We are doing well now to the glory of God. If there was someone I knew who loved and was devoted to God, it was you. I remember the times I was your younger partner in the teen Sunday school class, it was easy to see how you flowed with the teens. I have met many Pastor's wives in my lifetime and will always remember you as the one who was true to her calling in God. Rest on my sis. See you when our Lord comes to take us all home.
You fought and held on to life to the end, ever confessing and trusting God that you will live and not die but if the One who has the final say about life called you to His bossom because He loves you and knows better than we do,who are we to query Him?
Darling sister,rest in His bossom.We will miss you as friends of your family and of the ministry but we are comforted knowing that we will yet meet on resurrection morning to part no more for ever.Adieu!!! Pastor Debo Daniel
It is so difficult to write tribute for you my boss,
I never expected that it will come to this.
We were expecting you back to your mighty men - the teenagers.
But Oh! My boss is gone!
Exactly 1year & 8months ago we started the teen’s church,
In all-
Your vision, we shared.
Your Ideas, kept us going.
Your methods, kept us moving.
Your love for the teens kept us coming,
Your leadership style kept us pushing.
But my boss today is gone
My boss full of love; today is gone!
Gone to where she has always wanted to be
Gone to where she taught the teens to be.
We planned to celebrate your recovery
& we still rejoice that your toil & pain is gone.
Though we won’t see you in VBS again.
Though we won’t see you again in the teen’s church.
We know that yours now is rest and peace.
And for where you are now, I Uncle K as you call me
Envy’s your new address.
My boss is gone yet she lives
Adieu! Goodnight yet good morning!
May your gentle soul rest in peace. Goodnight.
As I write this tribute I thought to myself, what is the purpose of man on earth? I couldn't get a better answer but to think of the godly life you lived. The numerous life you touched and affected in somany positive ways. You stood by my family and I during our darkest moments. How can I forget how you took care of us? How can I forget how soft spoken you were? How can I forget your angelic voice when you sing, especially your Christmas songs during Carols.
I remember the days I had to summarise your Sunday messages, how much you made my work easy because of the unambiguous and direct way you taught and explained the word of God to the understanding of everyone.
Mommy I will miss you so much, so much that I can't put in words. Of course I love you, we all love you, but we can't love you more than your creator, the only one who holds your life, the one who sees the end from the beginning, the one who has called you home to be with Him.
The legacy you left behind will never die, the many souls you flooded the Kingdom of God with will continue to bear fruits and not wither.
When I think of your departure nothing consoles me more than the hope of eternal life. Life is indeed short!!!
Love you so much mommy Titi.
On behalf of the Yaruegbe family, I want to say that we will miss you. You we there for my family in the times of our trials and gave courage to us. May your gentle soul rest in peace with the Lord, bye Mama.
HERO
A long time ago
On a certain day,
A hero was born
On a beautiful day,
Look into her eyes,
There’s a smile of hope,
And you’ll realize,
She was destined to win.
Chorus
What a beautiful woman
That she turns out to be,
Touching lives in her own little way,
A woman of faith,
The teens are saying,
“A beautiful woman,
What a hero you are”.
Walking through the storm,
She never gives up,
She held on to the faith,
To every word God had saith,
With the songs of praise,
She pulled down the gates,
Now singing songs of praise,
In the arms of the Lord!
I met you in year 2000 just before I got married to your younger brother. Since you lived in Lagos, you were the first member of the Omotoso family I met. What a great ambassador you were. Your simplicity and hospitality blew me away. Gbengula (as you fondly called your brother) and I always looked forward to the Sunday lunches at your home in Festac and later in Ajah.
It is overwhelming for us to comprehend your departure to glory, but who are we to question God; in all things we can only give thanks. So to God be the glory for great things you have achieved through Christ and fulfilling your destiny. I am grateful to God for the opportunity to have met you. I pray that God will grant Pastor Chidi, your lovely children and all the Omotoso family the grace to bear the painfull loss.
You lived, fought the good fight of faith and finished well.
Till we meet to part no more at the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ. Adieu my dear sister.
Deola Omotoso
Dr Horatius Bonar's (1808-1889) classic song titled, ONLY REMEMBERED resonates whenever we lose a dear one to the chilling hands of death.
When the hands of death has taken its toll on us, the one thing that lingers in the memory of those we leave behind is our good works.
Our dear sister, mother and Pastor, Titi Aleke will be missed and remembered for her different roles and works both at her home, the Church and workplace.
When she joined He's Alive Chapel, she played her role as a member of the choir and children's teacher.
As a single lady, she comported herself decently before she got married to Fabian,
As a housewife, she was a true, lovely wife and mother who took care of her immediate family. Not all house wives are cheerful at receiving uninvited guests, but Titi was an exception. She always welcomed guests to her home warmly and with lots of smiles.
She was a mother to the Badore Church and the entire HAC family.
She was a lover of children. She loved the youths, her annual summer holiday programme where she invited me to speak yearly revealed her passion for the youths. The youths will really miss her. No doubt her students at Kings College, LAGOS will miss her too.
She ran the race well, and has handed the baton, she has left the track for us to continue in the relay race. We shall all miss our sister, Titi. Adieu, our beloved sister.
By Pastor GOC Umeaka
On Behalf of Berachah Family
The death of Pastor Titi Aleke came to us as a shock because it came when we are already rejoicing that she had survived the sickness that threatened her life in the last few months. Our hearts were lifted once more when Pastor (Dr) Chinedu Oranye testified of the improvement in her health when he visited her in Dubai and he led us in a prayer of thanksgiving thereafter. When she came back from Dubai there was actually visible improvement.
Just a few days later we suddenly heard she relapsed and transited to Glory. Although it was a painful loss to us, her husband and the family, we at Berachah have come to accept her death as the Sovereign will of God and we are not mourning but expressing our gratitude to God for the life of commitment to God she lived.
Her death poses a challenge to us in three ways. First, It is a testing of our faith on what we believe and preach that physical death is not the end of life for a believer. We wholly submit to the Will of God concerning her death like St. Paul said that whether death or life he was not moved. Absence from this trouble-filled world is present with the Lord Jesus in heaven with all the goodies described in Rev 21. Thus, we believe that whether we are alive or dead, we are more than conquerors in Christ Jesus. Another challenge her death posed to us is a call for life of unalloyed commitment to God and the Ministry for which Pastor Titi stood for in her life time. Dr. Bonar’s song “Only be remembered for what we have done” readily reminds us of this challenge as Berachah family. Pastor Titi was so passionate about the Ministry to the teenage and she fought with all her strength to secure approval of the church leadership to establish a separate Sunday church service for the teenage group, which was eventually granted.
Her vacation Bible School (VBS) had already become well known by churches within Ajah and the environs as a yearly ritual that attracted dozens of teenagers from our catchment area. The challenge I have thrown to all of us at Berachah and the Men Alive in particular is how shall we be remembered when we are no more in this side of the divide? What footprints shall we live behind that can stand the test of eternal value. Thirdly, the last challenge her exit posed to Berachah family is who will step into her shoes to sustain the Ministry to the teens? God knows.
Our joy is that Pastor Titi was in a hurry to fulfil her Ministry to the teenagers and definitely the lives she touched will stand as a reminder that she came, she saw and she conquered for Christ and for eternity. We also take solace in the fact that she lives on, joyfully waiting for when we will all join her and the saints triumphant in heaven to eternally be with the Lord.
Adieu Pastor T as some of us fondly call her. We at Berachah will dearly miss her.
Till we meet again it is well as the power of death has been broken over her life.
Rest Peacefully in the Bosom of Our Father.
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FAREWELL SISTER TITI
How do I begin to describe Sister Titi as I fondly call her whom I met on the 17th of October when my family worshipped at He's Alive Chapel, Berachah Centre, Badore, for the 1st time. The warmth and the reception at the Church from the Patorate to the Members was infectious, leading to my family adopting the Church immediately as our fellowship centre, being new to the environ.
Sister Titi became an immediate Sister, a friend and a confidant, caring beyond words. The teenagers sunday school class became the talking point in my house. My son quickly chose "Mama T" as he fondly calls her as his 2nd mum and will easily run to his "Mama T" on the slightest provocation in the house. You were there for the Teenagers whom you loved with unparalled passion, even when they are misbehaving, you were strong in faith that they will be alright. You refused to give up on your Teenagers and encouraged us as parents to believe God for the fulfilment of their destinies. As I write this, I have tears in my eyes as I ask - who will be there for your "Josh"? How I wish you lived to see "Josh" fulfil his destiny. I have not been able to bring the news to your "Josh" even now.
The news of your death has remained devastating and I am struggling so hard to reconcile the fact that you are gone. Somehow, I got consoled with the word that those who have made impact in life are those that are currently going home. You have gone ahead of us to Him that loves you more. I remember clearly when in 2011 -2012 I had a serious challenge and wanted to take a very drastic decision that would have been very comfortable for me as an individual. It was Sister Titi's counsel to seek the perfect will of God that held me back.
My sincere prayers is that God will console Pastor Fabian and the children as well as His Church. I join ALL in imploring the Spirit of Comfort to be at work at a time like this. I remember when we were studying the Holy Spirit in Sunday School and I can still see you bringing a different perspective to the study especially looking at other versions of the Bible in your IPAD for clearer explanations to the study. I enjoyed listening and sometimes getting in an "argument" which mostly led to a better understanding of the Teachers.
Words can never be enough to describe the Sister Titi that I knew for >4 years. You remained caring to the very end. I and my children will miss you so much but be consoled that we will try not to allow your legacies to be forgotten.
Rest In Peace until we meet to part no more.
Touching lives one person at a time
Tribute to a Special Woman
My Dear Sister Tee,
Where do l start? You were my Church sister, then my friend’s wife, and then we became friends as our relationship grew in intimacy. You were so peace loving, never wanting to strive over anything, quick to submit.
You were a woman of few words, but you were careful to say the right things as best as you could, and one who knew how to keep peoples private conversations with you “private”.
You were a good wife, you always made the most of what you had, desiring only the best for your family, you were virtuous. I can’t forget your orderliness, tidiness and discipline. My friend, All the promises l made you, about how my brother will spoil you with wealth, we didn’t have time to fulfill. You are now in a better place, with much more than we can ever give you.
You touched lives, one person at a time, in your own way. Ministry to you was not about what others are doing, or expect you to do, but rather about being where you can see needs, that God has equipped you to meet. That’s why you choose to be a teacher Thank God you didn’t wait till the Kids were out of school before you started the Vacation Bible School. Your work speaks through the lives of your teenagers.
Your failing health, and the burden you had to do more for the teens, was the reason why you stepped down from the Sunday School department, where we had worked closing together as a team for more than 10years, practically building from the scratch, l still recall our services in the”Upper room” in Ado, Ajah, were you had to be at 8.00am with your young children, coming all the way from Festac Town.
As the Women Alive leader, you did your best reaching out to the women,teaching, counseling, giving and most of all, praying for them. Even though you always wanted to be with your teens and avoid all the women “talk talk”, you were a role model of humility, submission, honesty, spirituality, punctuality, simplicity, transparency and faith. Words fail me, to tell all l knew about your dreams and hopes for each one of them. Thank God, who gave you to us, it was short but very eventful and impactful.
You will be missed greatly!
I remembered upon my bed yesterday night your selfless caring and love towards all. Specifically around May this year in the early days of the sickness when the Women Alive members paid you a visit, you told us that Sister Alice was also ill and that we should visit her. We promised you that we would do that later but you would have none of that and insisted that we should viisit her that same evening.
I remember also how upon your sick bed in the hospital you kept sending me messages through Pastor Fabian how we needed to visit the women who had just put to bed and to organize baby showers for them. And all the while you were in terrible pains (which i witnessed more than once myself,) yet you still considered others.You would always ask about my boys and Mama.
I also can not forget one of the days I visited you in the hospital bed you immediately noticed my new hairdo and you remarked on how beautiful it was You were too kind!
My dear Pastor, continue to rest in the bossom of our Lord.