Mrs Gbemisola
Sarah Ike

She came into my life like grace.

From friendship into forever. From pain into something new. God knew exactly what He was doing when He led me straight to her.

Gbemisola, my love.

The 12 years we spent together were the best years of my life. You were my friend, my wife, my mother, and my sister. Your smiles brightened my days, the times they were not forthcoming I would joke just to see you smile again. You were the peace around me—the stability I have, my answered prayer.

Just a few days ago, we sat together and casually talked about heaven. The gray areas became clearer as we studied the topic in His Word and as I ran into messages that brought more light, which we watched and discussed further on. I didn't know then that you were getting ready to go home.

My joy and comfort is rooted in knowing you're there—just right there, in Heaven.

Gbemisola, my heart.

You stood in the gap for all your loved ones. You told the devil you would never allow him to attack any of them—that you were ready to take it on for them. You fought and won all the battles. You held on to the very end, never letting go of your confessions.

You impacted the lives you met while on earth. The children whose lives have been shaped by you will always honor your memories.

You serviced the Lord with all your heart, all your strength and without hypocrisy. You finished your race and you finished strong!!

Our last Hours:

In the middle of the night, before you passed, you called me, asking that I came and take you to the room where I was. I didn't know you just wanted to spend the little hours left with me.

Much later that night you saw me looking for something by the bed side and asked what it was. Because I couldn't remember what it was, I turned and jokingly said, "I am looking for My Love." You said, "but I'm here nah." Then we looked at each other and smiled, not knowing it was our last smile together.

Couple of times you asked what the time was. Now and then, you asked if it was 9 a.m. Now it all makes sense. That it was your flight time to Heaven and you were so expectant but patient. You denied your mum and I that information that night so we wouldn't hold you back—because you had already seen a glimpse of Heaven.

At about that same 9 a.m, the angels came for you. So you wouldn't have to go through pain from the scheduled chemo and surgery—just as you had prayed.

Till the stars forget to shine, you will always be my Heaven.

I, Samara, Shawn, your parents, siblings, the entire Ike and Amkpa family, and all our friends miss you greatly. Yet we are happy—so happy—that you are in Heaven.

God will raise many mothers for Samara and Shawn and with you watching over us, we will be alright.

I will always love you to the moon and back!!

— Stephen