Aunt Elesie passed away, on January, but her spirit lives on.
I’m honoured to represent my family to give remarks about my aunt Elesie.
I told My Mummy that I could reflect effectively on Aunt Elesie in 2 minutes, and she assured me that those two minutes do not apply to me, so I’m going to take my liberty, and you can blame her for the extra time that I take.
Actually, there is no amount of time I could be allotted that would be ample to do justice to who my aunt was and what she instilled in my life—in the lives of so many—but to my life in particular. I’m convinced that whatever I am, whatever I am to become, I owe to those who have left an imprint on my life: my parents, yes, who gave me life; my Aunt Elesie, too, who enriched that life, She was refined strong Christian , and one might even say, defined, her live life a success.. And she never say no when she is asked to do something in the church. That, too, was God’s will. For so many reasons, and in so many ways, Aunt Elesie left an indelible mark upon my life.
Her impact for me was unique in that it spanned some of the most vital years in my development—beginning prior to and into my formative years. She shaped my values, solidifying a faith in Christ that would not be shaken. She is respectable person, very likeable, who value of an education, and to work hard and I got to see the fruit that hard work yields.
She took care of a house like no one else could, she was a gracious hostess, she was phenomenal
But the truth of the matter is what the Bible teaches us that a man's life consists not in the abundance of the things which he possesses. And as much as Aunt Elesie enjoyed her share of things, she understood what really mattered. Now, she was not perfect, But she also possessed something that is so unique and sadly, it’s growing increasingly unique: She had a servant’s heart. Hers was a life of true sacrifice. . God is God, and He knows how to get things done, but one thing I’ve learned in this life is that God uses people, and He used her.
I thank God for the opportunity. Some people don’t get that opportunity. It is something I will always cherish, and I knew God had a plan and He worked it as only He can. I can’t say I understand it all, because I don’t, but I trust God.
Aunt Elesie’s life was miracle after miracle after miracle, and I thank God for every moment of this past year where He steadily strengthening her, and sustaining her, and still using her! He is a miracle working God!
Aunt Elesie may have departed this life, but her legacy lives on. It lives on in the lives of so many, and it lives on in me. I don’t know if I’ll ever have the servant’s heart that she had, but even if I possess a modicum of that servant’s heart she carried throughout her life, I will be a much better person—and even then it won’t be because of anything I could ever have been on my own. It’ll be because of the grace of God, and because of those who have poured into my life—and among the most prominent of those individuals is my aunt, Elesie.
Mary Ceekay Chijioke Abosi