Children of the Fire

A Special Memorial Tribute to Pastor Bimbo OdukoyaTHE LATE PASTOR BIMBO ODUKOYA

Our mother is gone
The mother of our generation has departed
Our mother of many words
Our mother with eyes like fire

Our mother whose pleasant demeanor
and the beauty of angels
could not restrain her fierce passion
to save our souls from the demon of the sacred and sweet death
Our mother who brought living waters to the violently disvirtued
and hope from the hills to the troubled afflicter
Our mother who chastised the wayward brethren
and gathered us in her great bosom to comfort
us on return
Mother! why now?

Our mother lived for a brief 45years
but she taught everyday what it would take
500 mothers, 500 years to impart
Mother, speak again now!

Your vision remains hatched on the tablets of our hearts
that if we but recline and dilate our pupils a moment
to remember you
You will dance again on your stage
and enchant us with wisdom from our Father
that will never leave our hearts
Mummy, we could never forget you…

We remember your words- like the sword
in the mouth of the queen Mother of Lemuel (Prov 31:1)
words that will guide generations forever
Your words will be as a blanket
in cold and dry harmattan
and a shelter from the blazing sun
a guard rail to the lame and weak
and a manual to the famous and rich
Mummy, we will remember you

But mummy, more assuredly
we will never forget your eyes
that burned with the fire of truth
and told us that we could trust the God in you…
Mummy, although our hearts weep, why did you have to leave?

We know that if you did not agree with DADDY
no fire could have taken you
but we see with our eyes of understanding
that you danced amidst the fire unhurt (Dan 3:24)
holding the hands of your children
and walked free with the One who walks in
the midst of the fire (vs 25)
Mummy, we know you could have walked out of the fire
but you could not leave your children behind
…and if we attune to our higher frequencies
we would hear the heralded roll call
as the King of kings calls you and your children forth
from the midst of the fire (vs 26)
at the great assembly of saints that gather around
to tell and retell your testimony (vs 27)
while the King of kings bestows His eternal blessings on you
to the glory of God (vs 28)

Mummy…
as for "us"
we will see again
for we shall all walk through the fire
and remain unhurt
as we enter into the kingdom
Adieu mama,
your fire will never die within.

From: Oluyemisi Agboola oluyemisiagboola@yahoo.com