How can you be truly gone when you still live in my soul? 2 years like 2 days ago!!! Even when your life on earth ended the Love ❤️ I have for you glows more!!!

Death leaves a heartache no one can heal and Love leaves a memory no one can steal.



I am comforted in the fact you’re only sleeping in the bosom of the Lord until we meet to part no more!!!



You did more for the world than what a thousand people combined could have!!! “Every man’s life ends the same way. It is only the details of how he lived and how he died that distinguish one man from another”...Ernest Hemingway



My love, you imparted everyone you came in touch with, either by your smiles, time, money or preaching the gospel, you loved and was loved back in return. Your love leaves a memory no one can steal from me.



The loss is immeasurable But so is the love left behind!!

My smiles are a symbol of hope and strength that one day we shall meet to part no more!!!

Uncle as I fondly called him was a man of his Word.An upright and kind man. A man of integrity. He will always make time for you and will end up sharing the word and conclude it by saying “Let us Pray.”  He always said his word was his bond and lived it to the very letter. 

We were a classic case of Neighbours becoming family. He was a peace maker.  Thinking about it I have never seen Uncle lose his temper. I saw more of his beautiful smile that could light up a room. He was just a rare gem. A family man, loved his family with all he had and you could always see him glow when Aunty is near him. I still remember when we were to open a business in Ghana we had all worked so hard but Uncle missed the opening because he couldn’t live Anuoluwa his daughter. That’s how much of a family man he was.

A loving husband and one that was truly loved and adored by his wife. He was so proud of his children and they have all done well.

I remember I was thinking that the way Aunty served Uncle his food with love and respect never changed over the years. I can count the number of times they actually addressed each other by their names. It was always darling, darling.

Uncle loooooooved the Lord. The last conversation we had was living upright and aligning to God’s word.

He Loved people and passionate about the Youth’s success. I remember when Anu was in Nigeria schooling he practically moved to Nigeria. He had projects helping people on the streets. He will raise funds to help the needy. He wasn’t concerned about the accolades. He was just more interested in speaking the word and making letting the hopeless see hope.

To so many of them he was indeed the light at the end of their tunnel.

I pray for the Lord to grant Aunty B and the children the strength at this time and journey. A good soul never dies. Uncle T “Pastor” lives on in eternity.

To Brother Tola, My namesake like you always say, I can’t believe you are gone. I have been struggling to pen a tribute to you as this would confirm that you are really gone. I thank God for putting you my way, always calling at the right time to pray and encourage me. You were excited to hear about me starting a course in Spurgeon's College, and wanting to know more. I really felt the presence of the Holy Spirit in your life. It was evident in the way you looked at things and your entire approach to life itself.

        You were very excited about sharing God’s love and encouraging Christian relationship in young people and marriages. Your passion for the gospel of our Lord Jesus Christ and promotion of love among brethren was exemplary. Who would continue your “Christian Matchmaking Service” now you are gone? Anyway you left a good legacy in your children in that they are well rooted in Christ. You were looking forward to Yannick’s ordination at Stockwell Baptist church.
        Your hunger for spreading God’s love through our Lord Jesus Christ was Infectious, we would talk about the dailyaudiobible(DAB) conversation and discussion often and brainstorm on using it in educating the youth. We would talk about happenings in Nigeria and the inner city here in London, about moral breakdown in society and so much more. I miss you so much already. You lived your life to the full, sharing your life experience with me. You would say men need to a forum for them discuss and train young men growing up in the 21st century Britain without judgement.
You always know when to pickup the phone to call me, telling me you got prompted to call me, even though I haven’t said anything to you. You would pray for me and my family.  What happens to all the plans we were making for the month of September and October now? As you would say everything is by God’s grace and God should not be taken for granted. I know you have gone to a better place, God be with you till we meet again…

Prince Oluwarotimi Odeneye

Bros T as I fondly called you. As a brother and friend, you encouraged me relentlessly with my poetry. Here’s one for you though not physically here to hear

But I know your spirit remains alive:

Night-time has come too early,

Why did it not delay?

This untimely intrusion

Turning the blue-sky grey

Could no plea-bargain altar?

This deed that has been done

And with hold any anger

Over this lovely son

Could nothing halt the rhythm?

Sung clearly by the time

And so, destroy that moment

Tola left in his prime

He was a loving husband

A son & father too

A brother, friend and mentor

Whose loyalty shone through

Known not to hold his hand back

From those who were in need

Bros ‘T’ as I would call him

Was just a unique breed

And low it came too early

But God alone knows best

So He in His great wisdom

Grant Tola perfect rest

Pastor Tola -as we fondly called him, was the big brother I never had. A family man, a gentleman per excellence, full of wisdom, humble, friendly, kind and thoughtful. He was God fearing, had time for everybody, was a giver with a very large heart. He was very generous; with his time and substance. He volunteered as a youth worker at I AM Who I AM Youth Club for several years. He was actively involved in all areas of its success. We loved his warm personality, beaming smile and laughter. Our prayers and thoughts go to his family at this time as they mourn the great loss of this great man. As much as He will be very much missed, I take comfort that he ran his race with full gusto, while putting aside all the distractions of life and focusing on the prize of salvation. He is home with our Lord Jesus Christ, resting and looking back and encouraging us to run our race to finish with the prize of Christ. Adieu my egbon, my pastor, my friend, my teacher, till we meet again.

Tola had a huge 'father's heart and was always a great encourager who was immensely generous with love, time, advice, expertise and resources. A true man of God, who poured out his life and ran the race well. I can hear the Lord saying, 'Tola, my beloved son, with you I am well pleased...welcome home.'

THIS IS WHERE BAYO AKINSIKU’S TRIBUTE WILL GO

The news came like a thunder bolt to us. Shocking. Anger enveloped us. Fear crept in. Tears rolling down our eyes. Why? Why? Why? Begging for answers were our beings. Words evaded us. Silence everywhere.  How can a man who can only be described as a complete gentleman be gone like that? We hereby say, Elder T is the true definition of a gentleman. He is humility personified. Worthy of emulation. Peace loving. An excellent soldier of Christ. For 31 years that we knew him from CAC Agbala Itura, He loved his family - Bisola, Junior, Yannick and Anu with all his soul. His love for Jesus Christ was unparalleled. He gave it all for what he believed in - family and Christ. How then could we say goodbye to such an angel? Elder T, sleep on and find peace with our Lord. Amen.

A brother indeed!My precious bro Tola Christos-Wahab there are so many things I can say about you but will limit it to recent happenings as there is no space to recount your unfailing love for me and vice versa. 1 Thessalonians 1:6-10 and 1 Thessalonians 4:16-17 are the two scriptures that resound in my spirit when I think of you.

RecentlyI shared with you how I needed to get and pay gardeners often to sort out my front and back garden. As is the pattern of your life - selfless - you suggested you would take time out to resolve these issues for me permanently. We agreed for the 30th and 31st of August. Unknown to me this would never happen.

Initially, when I heard I was shocked, confused and overcome with emotion, but then I was comforted because I understood you were now home with our Father and King .'.as to be absent from the body you are now present with our Father God. "My bro" as I fondly call you, you are a precious gem who always smiled and brightened up other peoples lives and my assurance is you are at the place of eternal rest.

I am celebrating your life as there is no reason to mourn you . Surely you will be greatly missed but just for a while ..as I know the Holy Spirit who is the comforter will comfort your wife, children and mother and give them the fortitude and wisdom to live each given day for Him our Creator alone. Let us take a hint from our brother, husband, father and son . He lived making sure his life reflected whom he believed in. Thequestion we must then ask ourselves is who are we living for? How are we conducting our lives? Let us take heed. Our brother has gone to eternity to be with the Father and though he will be greatly missed, I rejoice at this prospect that he is now at rest eternally. Adieu my most precious bro !!! Love you forevermore.

Unforgettable, that's what Bros T was, as my wife and I usually called him. He was a wonderful brother,friend and confidant.We started our friendship when we were both attending the Immanuel Christian Centre in Beckton in those days over 25 years ago.He used to live in Beckton at the time very close to us and we had fellowship together. 

Bros Yinkus as he normally called me and FMO as he called my wife. Bros T was so inspiring to me and always encouraged me during my difficult times. We shared our experiences, joys and our sorrows.How can one forget such a brother and a wonderful man of God?

I remember when he came to Lagos to see if he could relocate back home, he stayed with me and my family for a while. That's when we became even closer and shared alot about Christ we both serve.A very selfless man, kind with a pure heart. How can we forget the love and consistent concern for Joshua and Feyikemi's wellbeing?You even had a heart to heart talk with Joshua2 weeks before your demise.

I will surely miss you as well my family. Adieu my bros T till we meet at the feet of Christ. You indeed fought the good fight of faith. 2Tim4:7. We love you but God loves you best.

Pastor Tola was an Angel I encountered in the shortest time possible. He was truly a Godsend to me!!! Little did I know that my time with Uncle Tola will be brief. I am really struggling with the news of the sudden passing of Pastor Tola or Uncle Tola - as I often referred to him. I am completely speechless! 

Pastor Tola was the big brother I never had and I made that clear to him on many occasions. Pastor Tola helped me in so many ways words cannot begin to express or describe. He constantly encouraged me to look on the bright side of life in spite of the challenges that I am going through.

Uncle Tola - as I often referred to him - assured me there is nothing impossible to accomplish provided one stays on the right path of the Lord. He would often call me in the earliest hours of the morning from work and pray with me. He never seemed to get tired and I wondered where he got his strength from.

Pastor Tola - you are a unique gentleman and irreplaceable. You kept pointing me to Christ going through my personal struggles. You told me on countless times to focus more on God instead of myself and to see God in every giving situation. I understand where you’re coming from now a lot better.

Dear Uncle,

Words cannot express your permanent impact on my life. You embraced my family into yours without hesitation and extended your Christian love into our lives. You were a constant pillar for us throughout life’s travails and willingly, with joy, your support remained available. My words cannot do justice and never will. Irreplaceable, loving and invaluable. God’s generosity was shown by the giving of you to us and I long for the day when the Lord unites us together again. Indeed, I truly do.

You’re the Father I never had, the Husband I aspire to be and the Man that served His Christ - I will miss you dearly uncle, your impact ripples on.

Uncle Tola was my Godfather and was very proud to be so. He took his role very seriously and made sure I knew he was always there for me. He never missed a birthday or Christmas and was always interested in what was going on in my life. His love for others was always evident and I thank God for the time I was able to have with him and I pray his soul rests in perfect peace, amen.

Uncle Tola was a kind hearted and prayerful Godfather to me. He treated me like one of his own children and I will miss him dearly. Our families have been together since before I was born and I grew up with Tola Jr, Yannick and Anu along with my sisters.

On the day of his passing he sent me a message which I didn't get around to replying to. He was always sending me words/videos of encouragement and motivation and I will forever cherish them. I still can't believe he is gone and want to express my condolences again to the family and pray that God continues to strengthen them.

Uncle Tola I am grateful for all you did for me and my family, especially within times of hardship that I personally experienced with my health. You were a man of God, a man of faith and I'm glad to be your Goddaughter.

We became in-laws and the friendship was magnetic instantly. This led to so many marvelous memories in just under a couple of years. Pastor Tola Christo-Wahab lived with an infectious enthusiasm, wonderful sense of humor, generous and filled with wisdom.

He had a way of focusing on someone with total attention, and a great delight in who they were and what they were saying.  It was a gift of himself that he gave to others. He cherished his children and loved his family.

We lost a great friend, but the universe received a new beautiful star. Nothing is more painful in life as the separation of a jewel. When you speak of him, speak not with tears, for thoughts of him should not be sad. Let memories of the times you shared give you comfort, for his life was very fulfilled. May God rest his soul. Our most sincere condolences to the family.

To a great bro- in - love, it's hard to say goodbye but to God we all belong.You are more than a brother to me, always positive about life. My family and I will miss you greatly. 

My favorite sister in law !! Who is going to call me that ? I just pondered !! Hmmm Uncle Tola my favorite brother in love! What can I say because words seems to fail me at this moment?? Is it your passionate love for Christ?Is it your generosity of spirit? Is it your fierce love for your wife and children? Is it your love for your wife’s family? Is it your love for people (which is the ministry of our Lord Jesus Christ)? You were a unifier of souls, both old and young. You were a dependable confidant and a peacemaker (Matt 5:9).

Where do I begin to start this tribute from? You were all encompassing. You were a selfless saint living amongst us but as usual: “A prophet is not without honour, but in his own country, and among his own kin, and in his own house” (Mk 6:4).

Thanks for hosting me with your lovely wife my sister & your friends in Dubai February 2019 to an unforgettable 60th birthday dinner. Thanks for the word of exhortation that day which was unforgettable. Uncle T your departure was sudden and unexpected but regardless
“Death doesn’t get the last word, resurrection does.” “Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of his saints” (Psalm 116:15). What else can we say at this time? Sun re oooo
Tolagbe Christos-Wahab.

 Austen Peters (Cousin) with Joy Elias-Rilwan, Alhaji Hakeem Animashaun and Family, B. Atanda and Family, Tokunbo Austen-Peters, The Elias Family, The Adebiyi Family, Tolu Oladipo and the Feshitan Family.

Because you were always there, we can now see that you were centre of the family.  Attending nearly every event and supporting with wise words and counsel.

Because you were always there, your physical absence will be felt keenly.

But you will always be there as your spirit will be with us at every event and in our memories. A brother and friend and wise and generous soul.

I miss you.

Dearest brother Tola! My inspiration, my mentor, you were always motivating me to shoot for the stars and to never give up. You believed more in my abilities than I believe in myself. I know you love me dearly and I equally love you, even when we disagreed. You touched so many people's life during your time here with us. You were a good friend to many both young and old. You were a devoted husband, son, father, brother and especially a friend that I will miss so dearly.

My brother loved God and his faith guided his actions, words and deeds. You’ve created a big vacuum that would be difficult to fill. I will hold on dearly to the memories of our special trips to New York business centers, art exhibitions and London British Library that you were always so proud to take me to.

Dearest brother Tola, it is very hard and painful to say goodbye so I will just say that the pages of your book will never be closed through the many lives you have so positively touched. This will never be forgotten.  You’ve left an amazing legacy behind, your three beautiful and brilliant children are there as your legacy and through them, you left this world a better place than when you found it. You ought to be so proud about that.

We will miss you so much as it’s so painful for our mother to bear the loss as she still cannot believe you are gone but God will continue to give her the strength to carry on.

Sleep on beloved brother.

Silvat Adebisi Wahab, "SAW" as you would say.

Dad, I’m at a loss for words. Never in my wildest imagination would I have thought I’d be standing here today at your service of songs. I never thought there’d be a day I’d lose you before you could walk me down an aisle talkless of you not witnessing me graduate. 

It almost feels like a dream Dad, like tomorrow morning you’ll wake me up and call me a sleeping beauty because I sleep too much. Dad I just want to start by saying I love you. I love you so so much, I remember when you used to complain because you told me you loved me all the time and I would say I love you too rather than I love you. But you knew it Dad, I loved you a whole lot, more than I could even describe to you. And you loved me and you showed me that every single day Dad. Being a Daddy’s girl has never been easy, we fought at times, we disagreed with each other, we debated over anything. But everything you did and said flowed from a place of love.

There’s nothing in this world you wouldn’t do for me Dad. From buying bags, heels & dresses for me to buying little things like chocolate for me. You thought of me all the time Dad, I couldn’t even begin to list all of the small things you bought for me because there are so many. You’d buy me Miranda whenever you saw it because it reminded us of the time when we were together in Nigeria alone.

You loved me Dad and I loved you and I’ll continue to love you forever. I’m so glad that on Father’s Day I was able to tell you that you emulate an ideal man, you portrayed to me what a real man was. You were not just any father to us.You were a present father Dad, you cared for us and you put us before yourself.

Most of all Dad you installed in us the love you have for God. That was what mattered to you, Christ. In our last devotion like you had told me a million times you prayed that I’d have a love for God like you did. And I do Dad, this very moment has given me a deeper appreciation for God. Your death was not untimely, it was not random, it was not unlucky and it was not by chance.

It was the will of God Dad and I know you know that. There is nothing that happens in our lives that is not ordained by God, he’s a sovereign God. There is not a hair on our head that is misplaced (Matthew 10:30), your day to pass away was written before your time ( Psalms 139:16). That is the peace and hope I have in Christ. I do not think or pray you are with God, I know and I’m assured you are there because every part of your being loved God Dad. You spent all your time being Christ- like, and you knew that was your purpose. You have left an immense legacy, you were brought up an unbeliever Dad, yet you have left a family strong in Christ and have pointed several people to Christ. How many people can say that Dad? I’m proud of you, I might have not said it often but I’m so proud of the work you did.

There’s so much I could say but Dad you see my heart and you knew me so well. I promise to stay strong and I promise to continue to make you proud Dad. I will miss you deeply because you were huge part of my everyday life. You’ve left a massive hole in my heart, a hole no one in this world can fill. But Christ can and that’s the message I want to leave us with today. A message I know my Dad loved to spread. We all need Christ now, death is a certainty and tomorrow is not promised. Rely and trust in God today. Let’s not take God’s grace for granted thinking we have tomorrow.

God you are a strength and comfort at this time, we are beyond grateful for what you have done for us. I pray for a continued peace that passes all understanding Lord.

Dad, I’ll miss you, there’s not a day I will not miss your presence, I love you and I await the day I get to meet you again in heaven. I love you to the sky Dad, I love you with all my heart. Thank you.



THIS IS WHERE MY DAD’S BROTHER’S TRIBUTE WILL GO

Dear Dad. I cannot imagine that I am now talking about you in the past tense. Your death has been such a shock. Everyone who sees me constantly reminds me of how much we look alike, how we sound alike and how we even laugh alike. In fact, I had only just joined you in being bald! But the most important similarities went far beyond the superficial. The best things about me were only faint imitations of you. You taught me before I can even remember to love God and to love His word. You taught me that nothing was more important than my relationship with God. There is no-one who had a greater influence on me than you.

I don’t think I realised how rare it was to have a father like you until I grew older. You were not only a present father, you were involved in every aspect of our lives. If any of us went out, you were the one who would never go to bed until we were back in the house. You were the one who read the Bible with us so consistently and talked us through our school reports. You loved your family with a fierce love, but you also loved so many others. There are so many people for whom you were their dad and you would do anything for any of us. You were such a sacrificial man. If I ever wanted anything from you, all I had to say was that I liked it and you would immediately give it to me. You had the most generous heart I have ever seen.

The peace that I have is because I know you are in heaven with your Lord. But I do not have this assurance because you were a good man. You were the best man I knew, but like us all you were a flawed man. You weren’t perfect. I have an assurance that you are in heaven but it not because you were “religious.” No-one spoke about God more than you and yet you knew how imperfect your love for God was. I have an assurance that you are at peace but not because you called yourselves a Christian. You constantly reminded us that this by itself meant nothing. My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus’ blood and righteousness. My hope is built on the resurrection of Jesus Christ. My hope is built on the fact that over 2,000 years ago Jesus really died and really rose and because he lives, I know that you live in him. My hope is built on the fact that I knew that you were trusting in Jesus Christ. You never wavered in trusting that he alone was the way to eternal life.

My dad is gone now. He is with his Lord. But his sudden death is a message to all of us who are living. And my appeal now was the appeal of my dad’s life: Be reconciled to God through Jesus Christ. My dad did not know the day of his death and neither do we. But he was prepared to die because he was trusting in his Lord. There is no other hope that lasts beyond the grave. If you are not trusting in Jesus, the thing my dad would want you to do, is to forsake whatever you are hoping in, and trust in Jesus alone.

I hope that in a couple hundred years, someone will ask one of your descendants the question I have so often been asked, “How did you get that last name, Christos-Wahab?” And I hope that the answer given will be that generations ago there was a man called Tola Christos-Wahab, who was born as a Muslim but became a Christian. A man who changed his last name from Wahab to Christos-Wahab to reflect his devotion to Jesus Christ. A man who raised his family in the way of the Lord. A man who will one day, I pray, see countless generations of Christos-Wahabs in heaven, because they too have the faith of their forefather. I love you Dad and I can’t wait to be with you in glory.