WE SHOULD NOT BELIEVE THAT THOSE WHO ARE GONE ARE BEREFT OF SUPPORT AND PROTECTION
My dear brother, what shall we then say to these things but to give glory to the one who gave us breathe.
Olufemi, I choose not to mourn but to celebrate you, your journey on earth and your final journey to the great beyond. Yes, you lived a good life, shorter than most, quietly enduring whatever lot was apportioned to you, you fought many battles, resisted many attacks and overcame many adversaries and you conquered.
You were very quiet and nurtured so much in the power of silence, you were deep, I knew you had a lot to say but rather than hurt or harm anyone, you kept them all deep within, with a quiet smile on your face, you were a man of great wisdom.
Femi, your daughters may be wailing and your sons shooting their guns, calling for a comeback of their father. No matter how intense our wail or far ranging our shots, Heaven's call is louder, you heard the trumpet, the call of the Great Messiah and you heeded the call. No call can be greater.
Dear brother , you have become our cloud of witness, beckoning to us to run a good race of faith, fight a good fight of faith and make a safe journey back home.
You were deep, very deep and above all simple and beautiful.
On earth your body will be laid to rest but not your soul, may your journey back to the garden of the blessed be filled with immeasurable grace. Amen.
And may the Lord keep safely all that you left behind. Amen
Good night my dear brother, as you wake up to a glorious morning.
MAY THE DAYS OF THE CLOSING OF OUR CYCLE
BE FILLED WITH IMMEASURABLE GRACE
Sun re o, my dear brother, omo Dipeolu oke ijehun. Otun di oju ala, odi ojo ajinde.
Oluwayemisi Okoya