Sweet today is exactly four months since you travelled to heaven. I remember the day you sent me this picture while you were in the hospital, you assured me that that you were fine, I didn't know that I was going to miss you soon after, rest well
Hi Sweet, it's been 3 months since you left for this journey to Heaven but my heart still keep the pictures of you,
This is the month of reflection and I have been reflecting on the words of the God in the Book of Ecclesiastes
vanity of vanities; all is vanity.
What profit hath a man of all his labour which he taketh under the sun?
One generation passeth away, and another generation cometh: but the earth abideth for ever.
And the word of God remains the same
To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die;
A time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal;
A time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together;
A time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to get, and a time to lose;
A time to keep, and a time to cast away
A time to rend, and a time to sew;
A time to keep silence, and a time to speak
A time to love, and a time to hate;
A time of war, and a time of peace.
I said to God, what is Man that thou art mindful of him, you gave your only begotten Son Jesus Christ to redeem our souls from death.
I consider all the Promises and faithfulness of God
Therefore I praised the dead which are already dead in Christ more than the living without the salvation of their soul
For Christ is our place and the hope of our glory
A good name is better than precious ointment; and the day of death than the day of one’s birth
It is better to go to the house of mourning, than to go to the house of feasting: for that is the end of all men; and the living will lay it to his heart.
The heart of the wise is in the house of mourning; but the heart of fools is in the house of mirth
Better is the end of a thing than the beginning, for Man has just two remarkable days in life
The day of birth and the day of death
Yes your body is dead my love, my dearly beloved husband but your Spirit lives on in Christ
your passing on to glory made me realise that Man is a Spirit but the human body is truly Clay and must return to earth
The body is only but a house to accommodate the human spirit
Truly we are messengers here on earth
Called forth to show his excellence
We are Ambassadors on earth and must return to our maker when we finish our ministry here on earth
Because we are not of the world
We are peculiar people governed under a different principles which is the Supreme Authority of the Almighty Father
You are indeed a Hero My darling,
An angel in human flesh
Yes I love you but God loves you more and I know that the angels are celebrating your arrival in Heaven
Your sudden departure thought me the real meaning of love and forgiveness.
I rejoice with the angels of God for the salvation of your soul.
Sweet dreams my super hero.
To the living this is a time of sober reflection.
Dear Bro We love you but God loves you most. I miss you but I remain strong thank you for your labour of love which remains in my memory /heart, you have shown us how to care for brothers. You showed us a lot of love but death never allowed me to enjoy you much. who can remember me the way you do
You have been so helpful to me,
only God knows how I feel today I will keep working hard to bring back happiness to the family This God that take you away will replace you back I dont know why things happened this way but God knows it all
thank you and rest in peace.
My love for you will never grow old
Ronke Oluwagbemi wrote
Uncle Eric. This is Elijah and Dandan. You did not say good bye. My mum said not to be sad but how can we not. You were very nice to us all us kids and you were very special and kind. We will never forget you I promise. Mum says you gone to be with Jesus. Hopefully you are now an angel I think you deserve to be.
Thank you for all you did for me, my brother, Gifty , Godson and the other children. We love you. Bye uncle Eric we miss you.
We miss you so much my Beloved Brother, you are a rare gem. Rest in the Bossom of our Lord
the Lord himself shall descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of the archangel, and with the trumpet of God: and the dead in Christ shall rise first. Life eternity is our inheritance: you're a man of kind heart brother Eric, the inestimable memories of our friendship lingers on: there is hope for those who sleep in Christ Jesus, rest in peace brother 👏
My dearest Brother, thank you. You have gone. But to me and my family YOU LIVE ON. Life is a gift from God. He gave you eternal life. I thank Him because you have it. I may not see you again in this world. But I know one thing for sure. You live on. Yes. Because your were God's master piece. He created you, gave you to us as a gift. I thank Him dearly. Your love was contegeous. Your care was evident. You lived life to its fulness. You were selfless. Good and kind brother I have ever met. You looked for me when I went quiet for some days. You asked for the kids. You invited us to your house. With your lovely wife you carried us along. Being it in a cell or a trip to McDonald's. I remember every single word and deed you offered. A true Brother, lovibg and caring.
I remember all the days when you came and asked for the kids. "Where is Godson...Where is Gift?" My true brother! You were unique. You walked and finished victorious.
The last day I stood by you...that day is with me. Every single moment. I thankful to God who gave is strength. When you last said goodbye, I could not take it. But thanks be to God who gave you us. A true gift.
It took me days before I got a proper word to share with the kids....that you have gone. You have left us. At last when I broke the news they asked...'Are we going to meet him in heaven?" I said 'Yes' Very true...I will see you in heaven my dearest brother.
I still remember your calmness and your jovial heat and smile. One thing I'm sure of, the Sweet Holy Spirit was assuring your destiny. Which is so solid...on the Father's blossom. There, one day I will see you again.
Sleep well my only Brother. Rest in God's Peace. You are my hero. I surely will see you again when we meet at the throne of the Father. I love you so dearly, I miss you. R.I. P my dear brother Eric.
My true brother, honest friend. The only brother with a caring heart. To me, Gift, Godson and Milton....you live on. Bless your soul.
Sweetheart, Please wake up 🕤🕒🕔🌟☀️ my love I missed you so much 💜💙💚 it's communion serve Sunday🌷🎺🌹 aren't you going to Church? Wake up please me love wake up, 🌹🌺🍀
You are always in my mind
Glyn and Eric supporting one another.
Meeting Eric and Happiness at home. A warm welcome.
May you soul rest in peace