Today, 30 years ago, February 4, 1990, I met Oluwole Ojo at the University of Lagos. I had responded to the altar call at Wosem campus fellowship to give my life to Christ, a freshman at the university, my first service at the fellowship. After the service as I walked to the dormitory Wole came up and introduced himself asking where I lived. That was the beginning of a divine relationship that marked every facet of my life and shaped my Christian growth. From then on Wole paid me regular visits and for hours on end he would share scripture passages one after the other. Most of what he shared I did not comprehend at the time but I soaked it all like soap on a spondge. When I looked confused or got flaggerbasted by all the teachings he would tell me not to worry about it some day it would make sense, that proved to be true. Years later in life when I went through a dark period in my life I remembered significantly a lot of those scriptures and teachings, they seemed to just rise up when I needed them. That proved to me that the word of God is never dormant they are spirit and they are life and that has influenced my children ministry significantly I am never worried as to whether the children comprehend the word of God I just keep pouring it into them.One day like I did then, I know they would get it because the words of God they are quick and powerful.
Oluwole Ojo, (as I often adressed him) was the most significant individual alive in my Christian walk with God until about a year ago when I came across Sid Roth. Before then my spiritual mentors were General's Kenneth Hagin and Kathryn Khulman people who had moved on into glory. If I was going through a tough time Wole would show up in person or on the phone. What's up he would say I had this nudge in my spirit to check on you and he was ever so accurate. It didn't matter the distance or the length of time we spoke last we just always connected when we caught up. One time during the vacation period in Unilag when there were no phones. I was going through a hard time and I left home in Isolo to look for Wole at Akoka I wasn't even sure which one of the flats he lived in eventually I located it but he had gone out. I was so despodent I just walked around and sat by a garden. Next thing I looked up and saw Wole he sat by me and said what's going on I just had this nudge to go back home now I know why. Till today that encounter still amazes me cos the spot where he met me was far from his house and there are many entrances he could have taken to get back home but God led him to the exact spot I was in.I could go on and on describing such similar encounters. When I told Wole I was getting married he said to me if you ever need a lawyer contact so and so...I eventually did need a lawyer for that marriage...Wole was out of the country at the time and I hadn't been in touch with him in over 6 years. One day I was just overwhelmed with all that was going on and all the crazy advises I was receiving that didn't reflect the God I had come to know through Wole. I just broke down and started crying and I remember writing a letter that I never posted to Wole cos I didn't have an address about all that was going on. I said Wole if you were here you would know the right thing to do. I started praying to God about finding Wole for me. I went to Unilag to see if I could locate him I met his dad and he said I remember you let me get him on the internet for you but I was too distraught I left without taking the offer by the time I went back to take up the offer his parents had left the apartment. Eventually on official duty a couple of years later I met someone on VI who remembered me from the campus fellowship. She began to mention all the people in the fellowship and I couldn't remember a single one of them. Then who do you remember she asked, Wole Ojo I said. She looked stunned and said I have the contact for his sister. I got in touch with her and not long after that I got a call from Wole asking as usual, what's going on ? Dele left a dozen messages for me to reach you. That call was a life saver - from then on I just received clarity on what to do with Wole helping me to process....
When my youngest sister had kidney failure and I couldn't connect with her I called up Wole Ojo and he began to minister to her. She began to open up to him, a total stranger. Once she started pacing around and getting restless or shadowing me with her eyes I knew she hadnt heard from Wole. Then she would ask me in an off hand manner like it didnt matter_ have you heard from uncle Wole? I used to spy on her phone then until she put a lock so I often had an idea what was going on. Wole ur protege is looking for you and he would reach out again. He was a great spiritual anchor for her until she passed on. She loved Wole so greatly.
Sometime in 2015 I was praying and I had this nudge in my spirit. I just pulled my phone and I asked Wole what did the Holy Spirit say you should tell me? He didnt miss a beat, we hadn't spoken in months, and he responded, pray about divine appointment. Divine appointment how? I don't understand I said. I don't know he replied that's what I heard go and ask the Holy Spirit. I kept praying and asking God, not too long after that God brought me into contact with someone who I hadn't seen in 20years who ochestrated my moving to the US states. I remember years earlier when I had mentioned to Wole that I wanted to travel out to further my education but I didn't know how to go about it he had responded, talk to the father about it if it's of him he would make it happen. God did make it happen in a miraculous manner.
Wole and I would have celebrated 30 years of divinely orchestrated friendship today. I am amazed at the goodness of God how long and how far he brought us. Often times when Wole wanted to drive home a point or have a serious discussion he would say to me, how long have we known each other now you are one of my few long standing friends. Last year I actually did a count and I said to him we would be thirty years in 2020. I actually planned to celebrate him...
I loved you so very much Wole Ojo, you were my Christian hero most beloved friend and brother. This past year was the best part of our friendship years, we spoke virtually everyday and we laughed ever so often ending each call saying we loved each other. I treasure all those conversations and moments. The other day you called I was telling you how hubby brought this crab that I didn't know how to prepare. You took me through the steps of cleaning it up talking about the crabs that walked the shores of unilag. That crab pepper soup was a hit as I told you when you called back to check. Hubby found our friendship incredulous, he often teased you about being my second husband and when I called you and we had a 3some conversation he would say don't mind her it's when I start ignoring her that she looks for you. We would all laugh because we knew it wasn't true. We knew God had ordained our relationship and we walked faithfully in that call upon our lives. Our relationship was never always this smooth..we fought, we disagreed, we had long periods of silence but we always respected each other and looked out for one another. How many times did I rope you into my Christian projects when I needed to get someone a bible and didnt have enough money to get a particular kind. I allocated your contribution and you paid up. Other times you restrained me from following a particular course. When I had revelations on the edge of my awareness you gave me insight. There was no prevarication with you, we shot it straight you gave me words that I didn't have, you gave me perspectives that I didn't have you were my guardian angel. You said you were going to move down to San Francisco with time and hubby and I were so looking forward to it. You were to spend Christmas with us and then you postponed it by a few days more. I dusted up the house for you got some new stuff so you could be real comfortable. Hubby took off a week from work for you we were going to spoil you silly but you went ahead in glory my beloved I wish you had given us a few years more. I am glad you always pointed me back to the Holy Spirit when I hounded you then, it used to frustrate me to no end because I would say yes Wole I know the Holy Spirit but I need flesh and blood that I can connect with but you would insist talk it over with the Holy Spirit. That's what I am doing now because the flesh and blood I often called, you my brother are no longer here. I have had good practice to continue on the path and the journey. I am going to love you to eternity Oluwole Ojo, unforgetable that's who you are. My heart broke when you left, I just wanted to lie down and cry I didnt want to go to church. My pastor called me up and said you were his disciple , you are going to carry on from where he left off. What he poured in you, you are going to sow into others we all have to be busy in his vineyard. I went back to restart my children's ministry here in church the Sunday after you left, as you poured into me I intend to pour into the children...Next year January by God's grace I am going to begin my Oluwole Ojo child memorial fund for Christian growth and advancement in my local church back home to nurture children from the slum area getting into college and growing with God. I don't think you knew you would leave so early we had so much plans and so much more to do together but I believe in the Sovereignty of God and his faithfulness over his own. What else can I say my beloved? It was an honour to know you, love you, walk with you and grow with you. You came a long way from those Wosem days. You grew into compassion, love and humility. You were the perfect embodiment of Christ. Thank you for showing me Christ and the definition of untainted love. You rooted for me, you went the extra mile, you forgave, you made things right between us. You gave me focus, you gave me a legacy of love to pass on, you taught me to do the right thing even when it was not convenient. You showed me the path of honesty which has been healing and peaceful. I love you more in death, Oluwole Ojo. Sun re my beloved until we see in glory.