The life of we mortals is like grass, we flourish like a flower of the field; the wind blows over it and is gone. Dearest friend, you had gone to meet your lover and I know the angelic hosts are rejoicing in heaven welcoming you home faithful daughter, you had won the race and the grown of glory. We love you but God loves you more, you've left a big hole in our hearts, you will be dearly miss. Sure ooo mummy bukky. Tope Famakinwa

I still cannot believe you are no longer here. Sleep on until the resurrection morning. May God take care of the family and ministry you left behind.

Bukola okun o. The lord will comfort and strength you and your younger ones at this time and always. Continue in the way your parents have taught you. Put your faith in the lord always, let the word of God be the only standard you live your life by and love your younger ones unconditionally and it shall be well with you in Jesus name. Mummy and Daddy have fought the good fight, they have kept the faith and finished strong. The baton has now been passed into your able hands, you have got the strength to do even better than your parents. Just trust in the lord and lean not unto your own understanding, in all your ways acknowledge him and he will direct your path. Love you all loads. Dola Abimbola