The longer I wait thinking the words will form, the more I realize there will never be enough words to express the deep sense of loss I feel knowing I won't see your face or smile again and won't hear your voice or laughter again. Though I didn't know you as long as some people (I wish I did), I still consider you more than just a friend, I consider you a sister - after all we're both January babies, just days apart (smile). It was a delight ministering alongside you in the praise team. There was an anointing that accompanied your ministrations whether on the platform or off. You were genuine and authentic in your hunger for God and your pursuit of Him. Your meek and gentle spirit is to be emulated. We may never understand why this happened, why you, why now, but I remember and take comfort in the words of Isaiah, the Prophet that my husband gave me almost three years ago when my older sister also went home to be with the Lord: "Good people pass away; the godly often die before their time. But no one seems to care or wonder why. No one seems to understand that God is protecting them from the evil to come. For those who follow godly paths will rest in peace when they die. (Isaiah 57:1-2)" You are indeed resting in peace in your Lord and God, my dear sister. No more pain, no more tears, no more limitations. I look forward to the day when we will meet again at the feet of our Lord God, Jesus Christ. We will see Him as He is and we will be like Him with glorified new bodies. I look forward to that glorious day when we will once again unite our voices to sing His praises. Rest on and may the Lord continue to comfort and hold securely in His hands your beloved husband and precious gems, Bro Wale, Similoluwa and Anike.
Love always,