For the message of the cross is foolishness to those who are perishing, but to us who are being saved it is the power of God. 1 Corinthians 1:18
Anyone who ever met Daddy once would immediately know him to be an ardent follower of Christ, unashamed of the gospel and on fire to spread the good news of Jesus. His manner of preaching was unconventional and it has only become clearer now, that he knew where he was headed, thus he did not care to follow the dictates of the natural man. He spoke strongly about his convictions and sought to make his voice of light heard above the chaotic noise of darkness. He had a heart for missions and was always happy to be involved in evangelism, even from a young age as the elders around us have noted.
One prominent recollection I have of Daddy comes from when I was at his house during a break from secondary school. I had a cough and had difficulty breathing. He put sugar in palm oil, blessed it and made me drink it. That was the end of the cough.
Daddy was very caring and always asked after the welfare of my family. He always greeted my husband and me cheerfully and had a smile for everyone. He was passionate about everything he did. He genuinely loved his parents-in-law, my grandparents, and showed it in every way possible.
Although we did not get to spend a great deal of time with him before he passed on, we know he loved us and we will always miss him.
Good night Daddy, till we meet at Jesus’ feet!
Adewunmi and Ifeoluwa Alabi and family.