Continue to rest in the Lord mama. We missed you dearly. Rest in peace..keep us in your prayers
I’ve just returned home from our Ash Wednesday Mass..
May daddy’s soul also rest in peace. Amen..
Happy birthday
Happy birthday grandma, wishing u all the best and eternal rest as I remember ur born day
dedicating the new School in GbayTuko in her memory. Henceforth, It shall be known as:?MARIA AZOBA NURSERY PRIMARY SCHOOL GbayTuko.
My dear daughters, Today we remember Mama Azoba. Eternal Rest Grant to her O Lord.
Maria Azoba was an extraordinary woman, pious and devout catholic to the end. She was among the few earliest supporters of Ad Gentes. She prayed unceasingly for the success of our Congregation. She gave her personal money to the growth of Ad Gentes. I still cherish memories of her visit to Omaha, Hooper and Scribner Nebraska. She joined me in Holy Hour and Morning Prayers during her visit. Even on her death she had words of encouragement, love and blessings for us. She is greatly missed. We cannot thank her enough for her faithfulness and exemplary of Christian living. I know she is praying for us. Therefore, I’m dedicating the new School in GbayTuko in her memory. Henceforth, It shall be known as:?MARIA AZOBA NURSERY PRIMARY SCHOOL GbayTuko.
This school is a Private school under the management of the Ad Gentes Missionary Society. It is not part of the Catholic School System of Minna Diocese.
Happy Blessed Lent.
Ezi Nne
Mummy continue to rest in the peace of the Lord......... Amen...
Nne Okwukwe
It all seems like yesterday, Mummy, Dropping you off after morning mass one morning and you were kind enough to ask if I wasn't working because you saw me often at morning mass. I told you that I had lost my job and you promised to pray to God to give me a better Job. No doubt you did! I will always be thankful for that. Continue to rest in the bosom of the almighty...........
Good mother, mama oma
Hown can I ever forget when I pray every day that your gentle soul rest in peace and find eternal rest. I miss you more each passing day.
How can I forget when you treated me like a rare and precious gem and above all you loved me unconditionally. In you I found a mother and right now, I am consoled with the fact that 'you love me mummy'.
'Mother of all, mother who knows all that I need'
Mother, I remebered how you will come and knock on my door on your way to to the morning mass just to ensure that I am fine and have arrived home safely from work. I remebered how you complained that I needed time out from work as i work too much.
I remembered How you will prepare my food and get it ready for when I arrive from work. How you send everyone to me to ensure that I come in for my food.
I remebered the day you came to my house, look around and was able to notice that I had no mopping bucket, unknown to me that you noticed. I remembered the shock on my face when you arrived the next day with a mopping bucket and a mopping stick for my home. I miss you so dearly and sometimes deliberately open my window whilst I expectantly wait for your knock on my door to ask me ' are you alright'. May your loving, gentle, caring, motherly soul rest in peace. No words can describe how much I've missed you. I miss the fact that you drag me to mass when I am at home. Since you departed, no one has come to my door to drag me to mass, no one mama!!!!!!
I still miss you mum. I cry when I'm down and have noone to turn to who will re-assure me as you did.
My one regret... I wish I believed you will go when you did. You gave me ample notice but it was I who was not ready.
Sometimes I wish I could turn the clock back so that when you said it was time, that I would have taken you very seriously.
Nne Okwukwe
My mother, like I always address her was a friend and a mother to me and my sisters. You were to us like an Iroko tree. You once told me that you thought all was over for you when you buried your two male children. I chatted with you and comforted you much as I could. Some years later you said to me that God has blessed you with everything particularly with these four female children, because without them, you could not have traveled to Abuja, Asaba, London and United States. My mother enjoyed her praying so much and touched peoples lives. Our family owed so much to their faith today. The priests who visited you in your house both in Nigeria and in London as well as in Basildon hospital in South Ockenden, Essex, United Kingdom, saw how prepared you are to meet your God and Savior.
I miss you so much and will always cherish your love for my sisters and me. We promise to pray always like you instructed us on your death bed, and to take care of each other particularly our aged father. God be with you till we meet again never to part again. My sisters Monica, Anthonia, and Ifeyinwa, your grandchildren and great grandchildren, your brothers and sisters all miss you. God in peace ezigbonnem, nwanyioma, Maria nnem, Agidi, Nwabuogo, bye. Adaeze
I Know You
On one Sunday afternoon, after the 11 am Mass, as I was taking my family to our humble car, I noticed Grandma crossing the road and heading home. I run to her and asked her if she was walking home that day. I offered her a lift. I thought she would refuse as I was not sure that she knew me. She accepted and we drove her home. In the car I was trying to introduce myself, to reassure her that she is in safe hands, she responded to me saing " I know you " It was the way she said it. My heart was filled with joy because of those three simple words. " I know you"
She is standing before God and I know deep in my heart that He is saying to her... " I know you" Let us all try to be like her. Loving God, and showing warmth of kindness to each other, so that when we finally see God face to face, like our mother has, He would say " I know you"
Mr Malewezi
Mama London, that's what i and my siblings call her. where do i begin,
Mama was a woman of virtue,integrity,very religious, put other people needs before herself,always there when you need her especially when my father passed away(The late Sunday Onuora Osegbue)she was a support force for my mother ( julie Nwachi Osegbue nee Agawi) was there with her before and after the burial till when my mother returned back to lagos.
The last time i spoke to mama she told me (ndo) am not feeling fine but getting better then she said don't tell your mother you know she worries too much over nothing we both laughed so hard and i promised to say nothing and she give me her blessing and advised me as always little did i know that was the last time i will be speaking with her.Rest in peace mama till we meet again to part no more.love always Nwando.