Pa Timothy Adenuola Orowole (Baba Ajita)

Daddy, where do I even begin? You were the best dad anyone could ever ask for. You gave your all, loved wholeheartedly and never asked for anything in return. You gave so much of yourself without ever expecting anything back. You loved until the very end, and I hope you knew just how deeply you were loved in return. You were my gentle giant. Soft-spoken in nature, mighty in love, impeccable in integrity and limitless in kindness. You were gentle, humble and tender-hearted. You were humility personified, a man whose kindness knew no bounds and whose integrity was impeccable. Your character spoke volumes about the person you were. You were a doting father, a loving man and a blessing to everyone fortunate enough to experience your love. Truly, an angel walked this earth, and that was you, Dad. Your presence was a gift, your love a blessing, and your life a testament to the beauty of a g

HAPPY 84TH BIRTHDAY IN HEAVEN, DADDY. 🕊️❤️ Today, you would have turned 84, Daddy, but God, in His infinite wisdom, called you home before this day could come. I wish I could find the words to express the depth of my heart, but truthfully, I am still lost for words. It is difficult to celebrate your birthday without you here. My heart longs for your presence, your voice, and the comfort of knowing that you are just a phone call or a visit away. How I wish I could see your face, hear you speak, and celebrate this beautiful milestone with you. Daddy, your departure has left a void that words cannot fill. There are moments when the reality of your absence feels almost unbearable, and I find myself wishing this were all a dream from which I would soon awaken. But even in the pain of losing you, I am grateful to God for the precious gift of having you as my father. Today, I choose to celebrate

IN LOVING MEMORY OF PA TIMOTHY ADENUOLA OROWOLE Tribute of Love, Prayer and Reflection. Life has a way of reminding us how precious every moment is and how deeply the passing of a person can touch the hearts of those who knew them. Today, I pause with a heavy heart to pay tribute to a man whose life I had the privilege of encountering through my visits. I was introduced to him by his daughter, (Mrs. Deborah Orowole) and I remain grateful for the opportunity that allowed our paths to cross. Sometimes, we meet people through circumstances we may never fully understand, but those encounters remind us of the value of kindness, compassion, service and the human connection we share. It is always painful to accept that someone we once visited, spoke with or cared for is no longer physically present among us. His passing reminds me that life is a journey whose duration we cannot predict. It te

Dad, as I retrospect, when our paths crossed, I cannot help but to thank God for giving our generation the gift of your person. I was among the many you received as your children, loved and nurtured in Christ Jesus. Your leadership exposed us to life transforming faith based conferences and programs aimed at rightly shaping our destinies in Christ. I can recollect vividly having a great time with the Foursquare family where you belong and serve. Today, your children are scattered all over the globe still rooted in Christ Jesus. Some are general overseers of churches, some pastors, evangelists, while several others are still reflecting the life of Christ in their various fields. Thank you sir for being such a great blessing. Your memory is eternally cherished. "And I heard a voice from heaven saying unto me, Write, Blessed are the dead which die in the Lord from henceforth: Yea, saith the