On Living Intentionally
The past few weeks have been pretty rough and tough with the news of the passing of two people who were dear to us. Both of them passed away under different circumstances and in different countries. We hadn't seen Pastor Oyebami in over two years and our relationship had been confined to facebook messaging and a few telephone calls. Yet this hurt deeply as we remembered his impact and life of selflessness and impact. Everyone who knew him could testify to his selfless giving and love not tainted by unneccessary tribalism and religious bigotry. Yemi on the other hand, hit close to home as she was a dear friend of my husband who had turned a family friend. She was a cheerful, happy and real person. She was a kind hearted and helpful woman. I remember my husband being on the phone with her and laughing so hard, then he gets off the phone and relays what she said and I join in the laughter. She had a sort of beautiful unintentional sense of humor. We saw her on her sick bed and s...