March 30, 2023
March 30, 2023
TRIBUTE TO MY BELOVED MOTHER: ALICE ABIKE IJELU
It is a bittersweet reality that we do not possess the power to turn back the hands of time. As human beings, it is easy to become consumed by our own selfish desires and wishes, but perhaps it is for this very reason that God has withheld such power from us. When I think of my mother, Alice Abike Ijelu, who had a heart full of kindness and love, I cannot help but imagine how I would have used such power to bring her back to life. Her departure from this earthly plane has left a void in my life that cannot be filled. However, as much as we long to have her back with us, I am reminded that her presence in our lives was a gift, and I am grateful for every moment we had together.
It still feels like a surreal dream that I cannot quite grasp. The reality that you are no longer with us is a painful truth that I am still struggling to accept. Your sweet voice, calling out my name, still echoes in my mind and heart, refusing to fade away. It is a constant reminder of your presence in my life and the impact that you made. Even though you are no longer physically here, your memory lives on and continues to shape my life in profound ways.
Throughout your entire life, my mother, you lived with a selfless dedication to humanity. You devoted yourself to ensuring that no one ever went hungry and that you put smiles on the faces of the less privileged. Your sacrifices extended far beyond your own children's success and included turning down opportunities that would have greatly benefited you. You put aside your dreams of going to school, passing up on job offers, and even declining invitations to live abroad with your children, all in the name of sacrifice. Your unwavering commitment to helping others left an indelible mark on the lives of everyone you have touched, and your legacy of generosity and kindness continues to inspire me to this day.
Your unwavering commitment to the work of God left a deep impression on me during my upbringing. Your humility and respect were qualities that you exemplified in every aspect of your life, and I learned much from your example. As a choir member under the leadership of your husband, who served as the choirmaster, I observed how you always conducted yourself with the utmost humility and respect, following every instruction from the choir authority with diligence and care. As a pastor's wife, you faced many challenges and obstacles, including people who took advantage of your kindness and humility to disrespect you. Despite this, you never took offense and continued to seek the good of all, embodying the love and compassion that you had for those around you. Your dedication to serving God and others with humility and grace remains an inspiration to us all.
Maami, You were an exceptional role model when it came to hard work. You never hesitated to go above and beyond to ensure that others were taken care of, even if it meant going without food yourself. I remember your selflessness and dedication to helping others with admiration. In fact, in our last conversation just a week ago, you called me to discuss how we could assist an individual whose progress had been hindered by the systemic challenges in Nigeria. Your unwavering love and commitment to the growth and well-being of others shone through your voice, and I was struck by your unshakeable passion for making a difference in the lives of those around you. You truly lived your life as a shining example of compassion and service to others.
Although my tears cannot bring you back, I take comfort in the knowledge that you lived a fulfilling life, dedicated to serving others and spreading love wherever you went. I know you are now resting in the bosom of the Lord. Your passing has given deeper meaning to the words of 1 Thessalonians 4:13-18 in me, and I find solace in the promise that we shall meet again. Your legacy of giving hope will continue to live on through your children, and we promise to take good care of daddy, your darling husband of over 55 years.
With all my love,
Your youngest son,
Abiodun Stephen Ijeluola
It is a bittersweet reality that we do not possess the power to turn back the hands of time. As human beings, it is easy to become consumed by our own selfish desires and wishes, but perhaps it is for this very reason that God has withheld such power from us. When I think of my mother, Alice Abike Ijelu, who had a heart full of kindness and love, I cannot help but imagine how I would have used such power to bring her back to life. Her departure from this earthly plane has left a void in my life that cannot be filled. However, as much as we long to have her back with us, I am reminded that her presence in our lives was a gift, and I am grateful for every moment we had together.
It still feels like a surreal dream that I cannot quite grasp. The reality that you are no longer with us is a painful truth that I am still struggling to accept. Your sweet voice, calling out my name, still echoes in my mind and heart, refusing to fade away. It is a constant reminder of your presence in my life and the impact that you made. Even though you are no longer physically here, your memory lives on and continues to shape my life in profound ways.
Throughout your entire life, my mother, you lived with a selfless dedication to humanity. You devoted yourself to ensuring that no one ever went hungry and that you put smiles on the faces of the less privileged. Your sacrifices extended far beyond your own children's success and included turning down opportunities that would have greatly benefited you. You put aside your dreams of going to school, passing up on job offers, and even declining invitations to live abroad with your children, all in the name of sacrifice. Your unwavering commitment to helping others left an indelible mark on the lives of everyone you have touched, and your legacy of generosity and kindness continues to inspire me to this day.
Your unwavering commitment to the work of God left a deep impression on me during my upbringing. Your humility and respect were qualities that you exemplified in every aspect of your life, and I learned much from your example. As a choir member under the leadership of your husband, who served as the choirmaster, I observed how you always conducted yourself with the utmost humility and respect, following every instruction from the choir authority with diligence and care. As a pastor's wife, you faced many challenges and obstacles, including people who took advantage of your kindness and humility to disrespect you. Despite this, you never took offense and continued to seek the good of all, embodying the love and compassion that you had for those around you. Your dedication to serving God and others with humility and grace remains an inspiration to us all.
Maami, You were an exceptional role model when it came to hard work. You never hesitated to go above and beyond to ensure that others were taken care of, even if it meant going without food yourself. I remember your selflessness and dedication to helping others with admiration. In fact, in our last conversation just a week ago, you called me to discuss how we could assist an individual whose progress had been hindered by the systemic challenges in Nigeria. Your unwavering love and commitment to the growth and well-being of others shone through your voice, and I was struck by your unshakeable passion for making a difference in the lives of those around you. You truly lived your life as a shining example of compassion and service to others.
Although my tears cannot bring you back, I take comfort in the knowledge that you lived a fulfilling life, dedicated to serving others and spreading love wherever you went. I know you are now resting in the bosom of the Lord. Your passing has given deeper meaning to the words of 1 Thessalonians 4:13-18 in me, and I find solace in the promise that we shall meet again. Your legacy of giving hope will continue to live on through your children, and we promise to take good care of daddy, your darling husband of over 55 years.
With all my love,
Your youngest son,
Abiodun Stephen Ijeluola