16 Gave up his life for the poor and destitute! Mercy’s tribute To my dear Chidi, When two oceans meet, the thud of the roaring waters and the heights of the mighty waves and ripples are precious to behold. That has been our lives together. God made you just for me and us for His people. You lay down a giant, slain in service. Like every young girl, in a godly society where marriage is esteemed, I was prayerfully waing though wondering whether I could meet someone who could understand what God had made me for, to genuinely compliment what I wanted to live for. Many nights I pondered how life would turn out since my passion for community service burned through my bones and my dream was vivid – something uncommon for a young woman in an African society where the kitchen remains the only place of influence. Meeng you was a great reward for my faith in Him. At that moment I knew that we were desned for each other and deep in my heart I knew together we would go places. It is now 17 years since you took my hand into a journey that turned out mostly special, ad- venturous and stunning. Tears fill me and fear grips me to imagine life without you. We shared our joys, achievements and health as much as our fears, poverty, sorrows and bales. Even in difficules, I was always persuaded I was yours and you were mine. Your commitment to excellence, dedicated hard work and reless sacrifice topped with a splendid sense of humor were jewels that adorned you for greatness. Your love and support far outweighed any differ- ences we suffered and the force of our united faith and purpose permanently impacts thou- sands of lives. You are the father of our wonderfully amazing children Ijeoma, Chidinma, Chidiebere and Chikanma - the most precious reward we received together this side of life and the lasng reminder of who you really were to me. I am scared of what to do as I join millions of wid- owed and single mothers in our connent. I desperately hold on the hope that God will not forget your labour of love and the kindness you have shown in service to His people. That our children and I will find strength to carry you in our hearts and pursue with precision the goals you have taught us to live for. Even at your weakest point, you sll were strong since your strength was in God. I liken you to King David, a man who in pursuit of God found favour with man and did exploits for God in service to people. Time will surely tell the magnitude of the gap you have leſt behind. I pray that God who carried you will be merciful to us and like Jesus, may we see more fruit of the gospel from those you have entrusted the mandate of the noble work to the poor and des- tute. I will never understand why things are the way they are but unless I accept that I am now without you, my friend, match and fellow soldier, I will delay to speed the hope as we did together. That itself takes grace from heaven. I loved you in life; I will love you in death and honour you and God. Words limit my expression of what I feel, my thoughts are scrambled and my heart is broken. Rest in peace my friend, my love and my husband. When I am done, I too by God’s grace will come home, the greater place where our treasure lays – the heaven of God – forever. Always yours, Mercy Chidi Ripples International….Saving Lives, Serving Children! 1 EMMANUEL CHIDI OGBONNA January 17, 1956 - October 14, 2012 You Fought a good fight! EULOGY
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Gave up his life for the poor and destitute!
Mercy’s tribute
To my dear Chidi, When two oceans meet, the thud of the roaring waters and the heights of the mighty waves and ripples are precious to behold. That has been our lives together. God made you just for me and us for His people. You lay down a giant, slain in service. Like every young girl, in a godly society where marriage is esteemed, I was prayerfully waiting though wondering whether I could meet someone who could understand what God had made me for, to genuinely compliment what I wanted to live for. Many nights I pondered how life would turn out since my passion for community service burned through my bones and my dream was vivid – something uncommon for a young woman in an African society where the kitchen remains the only place of influence. Meeting you was a great reward for my faith in Him. At that moment I knew that we were destined for each other and deep in my heart I knew together we would go places. It is now 17 years since you took my hand into a journey that turned out mostly special, ad-venturous and stunning. Tears fill me and fear grips me to imagine life without you. We shared our joys, achievements and health as much as our fears, poverty, sorrows and battles. Even in difficulties, I was always persuaded I was yours and you were mine. Your commitment to excellence, dedicated hard work and tireless sacrifice topped with a splendid sense of humor were jewels that adorned you for greatness. Your love and support far outweighed any differ-ences we suffered and the force of our united faith and purpose permanently impacts thou-sands of lives. You are the father of our wonderfully amazing children Ijeoma, Chidinma, Chidiebere and Chikanma - the most precious reward we received together this side of life and the lasting reminder of who you really were to me. I am scared of what to do as I join millions of wid-owed and single mothers in our continent. I desperately hold on the hope that God will not forget your labour of love and the kindness you have shown in service to His people. That our children and I will find strength to carry you in our hearts and pursue with precision the goals you have taught us to live for. Even at your weakest point, you still were strong since your strength was in God. I liken you to King David, a man who in pursuit of God found favour with man and did exploits for God in service to people. Time will surely tell the magnitude of the gap you have left behind. I pray that God who carried you will be merciful to us and like Jesus, may we see more fruit of the gospel from those you have entrusted the mandate of the noble work to the poor and desti-tute. I will never understand why things are the way they are but unless I accept that I am now without you, my friend, match and fellow soldier, I will delay to speed the hope as we did together. That itself takes grace from heaven. I loved you in life; I will love you in death and honour you and God. Words limit my expression of what I feel, my thoughts are scrambled and my heart is broken. Rest in peace my friend, my love and my husband. When I am done, I too by God’s grace will come home, the greater place where our treasure lays – the heaven of God – forever. Always yours, Mercy Chidi