Abosede Ibukunoluwa, wherefore art thou, Ibukunoluwa? I ask in purely human terms. For I have seen you clothed with the garment of service and praise; crowned with honor in His very presence.
Again I ask in humanistic terms, about the one who was meek in spirit, as gentle as a dove. The one I cradled and loved on deeply as a child. The one who filled hearts with joy and never held back in service and calling.
My trusted lieutenant and beloved sister, you were a rare breed among great seed and your heavenly flight leaves so much plainly in sight;
Abosede, a bastion of fervency in the Spirit, loving and serving the Lord with wholeness of heart.
Priceless jewel thou art who poured out into many, filling lives and mouths with praises to the King.
You let Him write His Story in your heart and lived out the same in uncommon tapestry, all for the world to see.
Such grace, such elegance, such vivacity, such anointing, such blessing, so great a gift...my Ibukunoluwa.
I miss you so much...beyond words.
I have all the memories...our memories...those I'll forever keep.
In line with the commandment received of Him just after your 35th, I celebrate you Abosede Ibukunoluwa.
You came, you touched (so many lives in more ways than can be imagined or serialized) and you conquered.
Thank you for touching me Ibukun...for all your pouring, all your filling, all your giving, all the living just for Him.
You are as the Angels now, with God to forever be.
In a large gathering, praising Him in a crowd of worshipers.
I see you clothed in righteousness, crowned with honor.
Abosede mii, you ran well. Rest well in service to the King.