Love, Care, and Grace personified.

That’s how we would describe our brother, Omojefe.

In the short time we had the privilege to know and fellowship with him, he endeared himself, and by extension, his family, to us. He was our brother, our friend, and a spiritual father. He spoke with wisdom whenever the moment called for it. You could share anything with him, and he always had a scripture to guide you through. And he was confidential. You never heard your words repeated by anyone else.

He loved to laugh. Oh, how he and Khani could enjoy a laugh together! When those two planned anything, you could be sure it would be executed with style and excellence.

Khani recalls a Saturday morning when church leadership had called on the men in the fellowship to help tidy the church grounds. He went along with our son, and Bro Omojefe was the only other person who came. He was so supportive of Khaleb (who was no more than five or six at the time) helping. Together, the three of them got the job done and still had time to “shoot the breeze.” Their friendship took root that day. In Khani’s words: "It didn’t take days or months, but just seconds for our spirits to meet."

He was a gracious host. We felt so welcomed in their home when we visited for the first time. I remember Mummy Reeves, with her mobility challenges and food sensitivities, being completely at ease and able to eat well from what was prepared. She shared conversation with both Omojefe and Abigail, and always with hearty laughter. You’d never believe they were talking about the Bible!

Omojefe took his commitment to God seriously, and he wasn’t afraid to let it show. He was expressive when teaching the Word and passionate when expounding on it. He brought fresh perspective to his teaching because he cared deeply about helping others understand and relate to God as relevant and necessary in today’s world. When he launched his ministry, we went along to support. Though the numbers were small, he spoke as if to thousands. His life motto seemed to be: “Do your best, let God do the rest.”

When they moved from Medway, we missed his friendship, his vivacious presence, his pure laughter, and his solemn talks. Just one week before we heard the news, we passed Victory Academy (where he hosted his ministry launch) and remembered him (yet again). When we learned of his passing, it broke our hearts.

We cannot express just how much more he will now be missed; but we will remember him, carry the lessons he taught us, and do our best - then leave God to do the rest.

To Abigail, Nicole, Elsie, David & Annabelle, we say thank you for sharing him with us and allowing some of his light and love to influence, effect and affect our lives. We are all the better for meeting him.

Sleep in peace, brother. Till we meet again.

With love,

Karen, Khani, and Khaleb