Another year, same memories IJ.
It's another day without you but same love for you,IJ.
Another night of struggling with tears, but tomorrow we cheer for its Adanne's birthday!
Yes grief sucks Ij.
Flowers for you my love.

It's not your birthday or anything. I just stopped by to say that I can't stop thinking about you. I miss you dearly maD'Ijeoma 

Hey big sis, I can't believe it's been 5years without you. I still miss you. Today would've been your 41st birthday, happy posthumous birthday. I love you and miss you dearly.

If only I knew you would leave so soon, I would have said more to you, listened more and hugged you more. I miss you so much, some days more than the others but still I miss you a lot.

Ijeoma, hmmm. I still struggle to express what I feel about the journey you embarked upon 5yrs ago...
You wanted it so bad when we wanted you here so bad.
The disciples of Christ sure needed the comforter HE promised. Thank You Holy Spirit.
Flowers my love.

It's been five years now and I still miss you so much. My heart still bleeds. Still in denial sometimes. Wishing its all a dream. Hmm, thank God there's hope to see you again on the resurrection day. Your last words to me was 'I love you ' and I really do love you too. See you in heaven.

Sometimes Phebe's moody and if asked why she says, "I miss my auntie". I don't know if she remembers you or just wishes she had you in her life. I know I miss you especially those times I want to run to you for advice. I hope to see you again. Love you sis

Sis Hope was good to me. NwaChukwu she'll always call out. She gave due and undeserved attention to everyone that needed her help. And I was one of them. Her chuckling smile ☺ made me feel welcome. Her dress told you belonged to Jesus. And her smiles told you she cared.

When she worried about somethings it was because she was truly concerned. And for that prayers made the way easy.

I am happy I met someone I'll look forward to seeing in heaven.

Today would have been your 40th birthday. We still miss you sis.

It's 3 long years now with out you. Missing you always..I'm consoled that your are at peace away from this world, waiting for the trumpet sound and Lord Jesus. I do have hope that it's going to be a glorious day. Memories of you are ever fresh and green,even in my regular dreams of you, you're still in the business of being a helpful hand. Always love. DohOge as you fondly called me.

I still think of you. I still miss you.

The memory of the righteous is blessed,
But the name of the wicked will rot. prov 10:7
HER MEMORIES ARE ALWAYS PRECIOUS, OH HOW I LONG FOR THIS DAY OF REUNION
Soon our eyes were drawn to the east, for a small black cloud had appeared, about half as large as a man's hand, which we all knew was the sign of the Son of man. We all in solemn silence gazed on the cloud as it drew nearer and became lighter, glorious, and still more glorious, till it was a great white cloud. The bottom appeared like fire; a rainbow was over the cloud, while around it were ten thousand angels, singing a most lovely song; and upon it sat the Son of man. His hair was white and curly and lay on His shoulders; and upon His head were many crowns. His feet had the appearance of fire; in His right hand was a sharp sickle; in His left, a silver trumpet. His eyes were as a flame of fire, which searched His children through and through. Then all faces gathered paleness, and those that God had rejected gathered blackness. Then we all cried out, “Who shall be able to stand? Is my robe spotless?” Then the angels ceased to sing, and there was some time of awful silence, when Jesus spoke: “Those who have clean hands and pure hearts shall be able to stand; My grace is sufficient for you.” At this our faces lighted up, and joy filled every heart. And the angels struck a note higher and sang again, while the cloud drew still nearer the earth. Then Jesus’ silver trumpet sounded, as He descended on the cloud, wrapped in flames of fire. He gazed on the graves of the sleeping saints, then raised His eyes and hands to heaven, and cried, “Awake! awake! awake! ye that sleep in the dust, and arise.” Then there was a mighty earthquake. The graves opened, and the dead came up clothed with immortality. The 144,000 shouted, “Alleluia!” as they recognized their friends who had been torn from them by death, and in the same moment we were changed and caught up together with them to meet the Lord in the air.
COME LORD JESUS COME

Flowers for you my love.
Happy 2nd Angelversary!

Wow! They say time heals all wounds,and it has been 2years now!
Am still learning how to make sense of the fact that you left!
The whys have been exchanged for whens, even though the Hows have remained a mystery.
When will I see you again?
When will it be easier to discard your stuffs?
When will we stop wishing it was all a dream?
How do one get past the loominess of the 24th and turn up the next day to celebrate big sis?
When will it be easier to stay happy once it's the month of May and Daekele's birth month?
It gets so philosophical and depressing sometimes, but God has remained the succor.
Isaiah 55:8-9
8 “For my thoughts are not your thoughts,
    neither are your ways my ways,
declares the Lord."
9 “As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways
    and my thoughts than your thoughts.

One more day without you still. I miss you.

Every passing day i remember and miss you dear sis.Rest in peace and see you when Christ comes, when we will part no more.

I miss you everyday D'Ijeoma. The pain has refused to heal.

hope to see you once again my dearest sister RIP till we meet again

I didn't know her personally but praise God for a courageous God-loving soul which no powers of darkness could overcome. She would rather have Jesus! Amazing life; love so great!

And each passing day brings to our rememberance that there's definitely a meeting place when if we have been faithful we all shall unite.

She could pursue a life of fun and ease,
With riches, games, and other things that please.
The hardships of her path she could evade
And follow steps her Lord has never laid;
But leaving all her hopes and dreams behind,
She trusted that greater riches she shall find.
She gloried in her weakness and her pain ~
For her earthly loss will bring her eternal gain.
She could pursue a well-known, honored name ~
And seek approval, praise, and earthly fame.
She choose instead affliction with her Lord,
Esteeming His reproach as her reward.
She gloried in her weakness and her pain ~
For earthly loss will bring eternal gain.
To live for Christ is foolish to the world
And fools for Christ have not a single fear,
Without exception every man’s a fool ~
She chose for Christ, and bore the ridicule.
She gloried in her weakness and her pain ~
For earthly loss will bring eternal gain.
I wish this could be said about me some day.
Praise God for a life well spent. Her mark is still felt in our hearts.
HOPE TO SEE HER SOON!
THEN IT WILL BE JOY FOREVERMORE AS WE WALK THE NEW JERUSALEM!

I miss you more as the months add up and now it's one year. Your death is painful Ijeoma...... It's still very painful. I pray for God's forgiveness and grace not to mourn like an unbeliever. For we shall meet again at Jesus' feet. I believe.

Da Ijeoma, it's been a year since you passed on to glory.
Time has failed to ease our broken hearts.
365 days without your laughter, your contagious smile nor your subtle but keen spiritual insight you so eagerly give.
We miss you in our own special ways, however, we will not dispair for we know we will see you again.
Our eyes are sore but we know for sure
We are one year closer to eternity.

Hey Sis!
Its your ONE year Angelversary tomorrow! Flowers for you my love!

DEAR HOPE
Your Memories
Will stay on with us
As the days roll onto years
We trust that your moments
Shared remain ever green in our hearts!
Your Death
Is one we can't forget
As our heart aches ease not
And ,even in our pain
Your memory reminds us that
You are Heaven's gain!

Rest in God's perfect peace Ijeoma.

I miss you so much. I wonder if you miss us too or if you're so preoccupied with the beauty of the heavenly. Can't believe I have to live without you the rest of my life, the pain isn't easing with time as I had hoped. Phebe asked to speak with you the other day, I didn't know how to explain to her that she'd have to wait for eternity to do so again. I trust you're happy but I can't help wishing you were here

Rest in peace my dear sister hope ijeoma may your gentle soul rest in perfect peace

Sis Hope, Nurse Nwannem! You called me a week before your demise.after all conversation you told me Bro P there is nothing in this world, if anything happens to you now,, all that you have will be for the MINISTRY .i did not understand or connect it to something until the coming week it became a sad news. . it is sad to hear your no more, but i know God overrules in the affairs of men.I know that It is Time to REST IN GOD COS DAYS ARE EVIL, THE GODLY ARE REMOVED ON TIME TO AVERT FUTURE MISTAKES.WE WILL SEE AGAIN WHEN THE TRUMPET SOUNDS,WHEN THE DEAD WILL BE RAISED INCORRUPTIBLE AND BE CLOTHED WITH IMMORTALITY. THEN WE WILL BE UNITED IN A LAND WHERE WE WILL NEVER GROW OLD!!!

I hugged you everytime i rubbed your back , whispering UcheGod as you were fondly called. But i should have done it every minute! Now I can only treassure the last moments we shared.
My Dear Sis! I still harbour the fear of loosing you, yet its been 2weeks ! 2weeks !! How do we keep our Hope alive? You were one of a kind.Yes you were! Smart, Intelligent, yet so gentle with that sudden burst of laughter we shared as traits. My ace presenter!Gosh! I have so much words yet they are falling so incoherently . I cant make sense of why you had to be taken away so so soon.

Rest in peace dear Ijeoma, heaven has gained a worthy soul.

Ijeoma the few time I know you ,I know you as am angel a times I will ask Ify does mean that this your sister don't talk ,your always with your God, God fearing ,so peaceful ,and so gentle ,am so happy that people can witness the your relationship and your love for God ,My dear am happy you run you race here on earth for your crown in heaven,sleep in the bossom of the Lord till we met to part no more.

Hope,,, thought about how tedious and rewarding medical missions used to be for us, as we travelled around this country preaching this gospel of the kingdom together as a team, a family, as co-labourers, missionaries with eyes flashing as torches with the passion of our heavenly calling, and with the fire of the word shut up in our bones, your life inspired me, we'll take the baton and continue the race from here, sleep on soldier up! until that glorious morning.

"Aunty Ijeoma Goodhope, a good soul you are. You always found the good in everyone, your life was a blessing, your memory a treasure, you are loved beyond words and missed beyond measure. My heart can't tell what to say, but the small life you walked, you left footprints on our hearts forever. "

it's terrible to hear about your death IJEOMA, i am honored and blessed to know IJEOMA at AFRICA MEDICAL MISSIONARY INSTITUTE where IJEOMA was train as Medical Missionary.
after her training she developed passion for God's work, IJEOMA left her Job and her comfort zone to go do the work of God's at Benue State.
when she told me about her decision we prayed for God's direction when she visited me at Ondo state where i was working as Outpost Medical Missionary,
on that day we set out to travel to Benue State, we have not being to benue state before, no relation their, no phone call, neither do we know any body their but we believe Jesus will guide us....
we got to Benue state at Itapka God provided a place for us is all MIRACLE....
IJEOMA was willing and ready to give all she has to do Medical Missionary Work, she spent her money for soul winning in Benue State in kind words sympathy for perishing soul leading them to Jesus. words cannot express all she has done in medical missionary work.
she has done health expo, health seminar in churches and schools, cookery classes, church plating, given out cloth. Etc.
IJEOMA is a Medical Missionary, she left her comfort zone at Lagos to win souls for Jesus. Let us labor for the Master from the dawn till setting sun,
Let us talk of all His wondrous love
and care,
Then, when all of life is over, and our work on earth is done,
And the roll is called up yonder
IJEOMA will be there

IJEOMA is not gone forever as depicts in this platform, through the merit of our dear Saviour Jesus i will see her again when Jesus come's again. When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound,
And time shall be no more,
And the morning breaks, eternal, bright and fair;
When the saved of earth shall gather
Over on the other shore,
And the roll is called up yonder,
IJEOMA will be there. Amen

You have fought a good fight, you have finished your course, you have kept the faith: until we meet that beautiful morning when the trumpet shall sound

I wish I could wake from this dream to be told it's all a lie. I still find it difficult to believe it's true, but who am I to question the Almighty God? You sacrificed all worldly pleasures to work for your maker; your type is rear in this age and time. Like the sun flower, you blossomed but faded too soon. If only wishes were horses ... . All I have to say is "thank you Lord". Restin peace my sister till we meet to part no more. Adieu! Adieu!! Adieu!!!

I wish I could wake from this dream to be told it's all a lie. I still find it difficult to believe it's true, but who am I to question the Almighty God? You sacrificed all worldly pleasures to work for your maker; your type is rear in this age and time. Like the sun flower, you blossomed but faded too soon. If only wishes were horses ... . All I have to say is "thank you Lord". Restin peace my sister till we meet to part no more. Adieu! Adieu!! Adieu!!!

I just wish I could wake to know it's just a dream. It came too sudden; was this why the last time I taught the sabbath school lesson in church, your contribution was that we should live our lives like his coming is the next minute? You were a rear gem in this age and time. If only wishes were horses .... but God knows best! Rest in peace my sister till we all meet to part no more.

Well, so much said about my dear sister.
That's who she was.
Ijeoma, it is rather too early and soon to write tributes about you without tears flowing down one's chicks.
You were indeed one of my brightest sisters I have always been happy about.
Sad. Sad. God, accept my little sister in perfect peace.

I never knew you were gasping for breath when you came knocking at my door every morning with heavenly massages. If you were so caring enough and think of making me ready for the journey I will be console that you are ready for before then. The life you lived is an example of somebody who is not wishing to be here.We do wish to make a swift move in preparation of our home calling.

It really doesn't help the hurt even when we know death is inevitable. Hope i longed so much to see you again, to hear your passion spur me again to find mine. Just to enjoy your company, to see your smile and those understanding pearly eyes. It hurts to know i couldn't even say goodbye and my tears don't do justice to the pain. And yet i think of Jane and i can't even imagine the pain she would be feeling. The entire family. For what it is worth, Hope's life and love reached us many, Hope gave us hope, so thank you for sharing her with us for the little while she was here. And please accept my deepest condolences. Sleep well Hope! This world is not what we long for afterall.

Isa57:1 The righteous perisheth, and no man layeth it to heart: and merciful men are taken away, none considering that the righteous is taken away from the evil to come.
2 He shall enter into peace: they shall rest in their beds, each one walking in his uprightness. 
During the brief illness, we already committed her life into the hands of our God who loves her more than we do. while she was on oxygen, we made sure that we pleaded that she should not die if she won't be in the first resurrection but that we would be happy if she dies to be in the resurrection of the righteous. we let God decide.

1Th 4:13 But I would not have you to be ignorant, brethren, concerning them which are asleep, that ye sorrow not, even as others which have no hope.
14 For if we believe that Jesus died and rose again, even so them also which sleep in Jesus will God bring with him.

Psalms 116:15 Precious in the sight of the LORD is the death of his saints.

As the Lord has said, He does not delight in the death of the wicked but that the wicked should live. On the contrary, the death of the righteous is precious in His sight. We must have faith in God.

Sis hope is resting and one hopes that she ended her race well (but i can say i have reason to be sure of her resurrection in the First Resurrection which gives me joy.)

We will miss Sis hope. Her shoes have been left for others to fill.

it is left for us who are living to work out our salvation with fear and trembling and lay aside every weight and the sin that easily besets us.

We must live our lives in such a way that we are ready for our probation to close at anytime.

Death comes for us all (if Christ tarries) but when we die will it be with honour or without honour?

May God grant that whenever it is we end our stay on earth, we will be accounted worthy to be in His kingdom and see Hope again.

May the death of our very dear sister be a catalyst to righteous living, self denial and great sacrifice.

Amen

Stories they say bears record for the future, Lifestyles are for the present. Indeed, i was motivated by the life of Sister Hope and its my expectation that we shall meet someday being transformed.

What a blessed time we had together. You received my invitation to work as a team in East Africa. Praise God for the lives you touched. I was making plans for you to be part of my ministry when I come back. We did all what we could to save your life but it was too late. Till resurrection dear sister.

Many times we found ourselves guilty of doing things we once condemned. But I found a lady that is far from hypocrisy, she does what she says and she says what she does. When she kept quite on issues I understand why. When I heard about your demise I was shocked to my marrow and the thought of you kept occurring in my mind. We cannot find consolation from human beings. Friends and fellow believers in Christ, I point you to the inspired word of God in Philipians 1:21. John 11:25. Sister Hope, you know whom you have believed and was persuaded that He is able to keep that which you have committed to His service until that resurrection morning. We your fellow missionaries promised to keep the light burning until we meet again

Isa57:1 The righteous perisheth, and no man layeth it to heart: and merciful men are taken away, none considering that the b is taken away from the evil to come. 2 He shall enter into peace: they shall rest in their beds, each one walking in his uprightness.

Only by the hearing of the ear did I hear of her, until Benue six months mission when I met her. Of a surety she was an epitome of what it meant to be a virtuous lady and a Christian, exchanging her mouth-watering job for the jungle of Itakpa Benue for her Father's business of a self-denial service, caring for the sick, feeding the poor from the little gifts given her, sourcing for clothing from relationships and relatives to give the less privileged, her car was for mission, transporting the aged to and fro to church etc. Her ministrations in song, counsels and encouragements were equal or seconded to non. Which will I mention or leave out? Well she had made a everlasting cenotaph on the minds of many which will continue to ever yield fruits . if only youths take up such spirit how fast would have the coming of Christ hastened. All I could say more is sleep on my dear, sleep on! Till we meet and never to part again because the text below did encourage me.


Isaiah 26
19. Sleeping Saints Guarded as Precious Jewels.--[Isaiah 26:19 quoted]. The Life-giver will call up His purchased possession in the first resurrection, and until that triumphant hour, when the last trump shall sound and the vast army shall come forth to eternal victory, every sleeping saint will be kept in safety and will be guarded as a precious jewel, who is known to God by name. By the power of the Saviour that dwelt in them while living and because they were partakers of the divine nature, they are brought forth from the dead (Letter 65a, 1894). {4BC 1143.5}

20 (ch. 49:16). How to Prepare for Future Protection.--When tempted to sin, let us remember that Jesus is pleading for us in the heavenly sanctuary. When we put away our sins and come to Him in faith, He takes our names on His lips, and presents them to His Father, saying, "I have graven them upon the palms of my hands; I know them by name." And the command goes forth to the angels to protect them. Then in the day of fierce trial He will say, "Come, my people, enter thou into thy chambers, and shut thy doors about thee: hide thyself as it were for a little moment, until the indignation be overpast." What are the chambers in which they are to hide?-- They are the protection of Christ and holy angels. The people of God are not at this time all in one place. They are in different companies, and in all parts of the earth; and they will be tried singly, not in groups. Every one must stand the test for himself (RH Nov. 19, 1908). {4BC 1143.6}

Someday soon, death will be swallowed up in victory. Rest on, Goodhope.

Oh my dearest sister Ij,I still can't believe you passed this early and unexpectedly.You were full of life and beauty when you left my house few weeks back. I hugged you goodbye but didn't know it was the last.I really wish God can bring you back so that we can fulfill our dreams together as planned. I love you soo much and can't stop missing you till we meet to part no more. I know God loves you more, that's why He has called you to rest. You must have fulfilled your God given purpose on this earth. Sleep on my sister, confidant and best friend till we meet again.

With a heavy heart, I say rest in peace. I know your in a better place. Yes the pain is unbearable and if I could undo everything I will, but I can't for the lord knows best. Rest my dear in the bosom of the almighty.
Uchechi sarah. Okor. (Nwa DE james.)