My Dad was a perfect example of “Bold as a Lion, gentle as a Dove“! He was brave, bold, and kind-hearted. Full of love and compassion. Great sense of humor. A man of peace. A man that fears God. ~~ Eni Greatman
Baba, as you were fondly called by your children. You were a father with a caring and loving heart, you thought me how to plan and organize my life so that nothing would take me unawares. You helped me understood the ironies of life and the vanities in it. You taught me the ways of the Lord, that true riches come from God with ease. You believed in hard work and imbibed that character in me. Now I can stand on my own with little or no support from any mortal but God. Until death snatched you away, I realized that God has used you to make me the woman I am today. You were my pillar so strong. Even in death, your teachings keep me going! And with the help, mercies, and grace of God, I’m still standing tall! ~~Norah (Favour) N.
My Dad was a man of peace, love, and sacrifice. He could give his last to anyone in need. He wished good for everyone, he had no enemies but lots of friends.
During my secondary school days, I recall how my father will always tell me that they are training young girls in NYSC Camp. He’d say, ” One day, you will surely wear that khaki!” ( Which I did).
Baba, it will take forever to mention all you are to me and my sisters. Your warm hugs had been the safest place for me when I got hit by the scorching ATBU sun. You encouraged me, prayed for me, and supported me.
You always told me “Good name is better than riches”. That I will never forget. I knew it’s your way of telling me to hold onto integrity. That also had been my motto; “Never compromise”
My father believed in us, he knew that his children will be great, he knew they will go places. He taught us the ways of the Lord, he encouraged us to serve God. He trusted us so much that attending prayer Vigil was never a problem to him. He would wake me up at 10 pm and say ” Kadi, ( my pet name) it’s time for your night vigil, don’t be late”.
When someone you love becomes a memory and the memory becomes a treasure… Your thoughts are always with me father, and my heart still aches with pain and secret tears still flow, but I always console myself with John 11:25 where Jesus said to her “I am the resurrection and the life, those who believe in me will live even though they die”.
I will forever miss you, my Hero. Keep resting Baba. Till we meet at the resurrection morning. ~~ Nancy N. Dogara
My Beloved Dad! You were such an amazing father. Loving, kind, and tender-hearted. Slow to anger and quick to forgive. I am the woman I am today because of you. You believed in your children and invested your last dime in their education. Now your children are living your dreams. Yes! That beautiful future you pictured. And God is still not done with us yet. We are scaling greater heights and making exploits to the glory of God. This is the time I needed you most, to eat the fruit of your labor. To give me a thumbs up! (Up you)! as you used to do (smiles). I learned tolerance, love, compassion, and forgiveness from you, Baba. These great virtues I will never let go. I miss you so much my Father and I will always love you. Keep Resting at the feet of Jesus. Adieu, Papa. ~~Dorcas N Adakole
A loving father, very kind-hearted, peace-loving in all, you were a good man! You fathered and raised 7 daughters and a son, oh! Man like my father!!! I miss you so much but as it is written…” it is appointed unto man to die once”….~~Abigail N Joel
A lot of little girls say their father is their hero. I was no exception. But my father wasn’t my hero because he bought me a pony (he didn’t), or because he helped me with my math homework (he did). My dad served in the military for 30-plus years and has been deployed on countless missions to serve neighboring countries in need. He does this every day, not for the paycheck but because he’s passionate about his work and about helping people. He was there when I had My First GSM Experience.
I’ve only come to truly appreciate my father’s heroism as an adult. His hard work and patriotism solidified for me after I saw people my age, and several years younger, deployed with him to Liberia. I knew my dad would look out for these boys in the desert, just as he always looked out for me.
Over several months, these boys would become just as much his family as I am. He became their hero as well.
Until you hear my dad read “Magana jari ce” or hear him sing “Stand up! Stand up for Jesus,” (his best hymn) you have not heard it right. Before he left for “Operations”, he would read chapters of poetry and fairy to us (my siblings and me), telling us all the lessons in them.
Thank you for making me want to make the world a better place and for, along with Mom, showing me a path to do so. Thank you for making sure that I have known I was loved every day of my life. I love you, Dad, and I’ll miss you more than I can say.~~ Elizabeth N Ibrahim
No, time doesn’t heal the pain. Trust me, on the day you went away, I cried hard that day. I miss you so much. I wished that we would have gone together. Who will call me “Faithu!” or ” Small woman” again? Yeah, they lied when they said give it time. You left me without saying goodbye. The pain only gets worse with time. Yes, Daddy. I am now grown and as bold as you envisioned. I know you still look down on me and smile. I know you have been my guardian angel. I love you, Baba. Keep smiling over there. Till we meet to part no more. ~~ Faith Nathan (your last daughter)
“Many have told me that I’ve become my father. If that’s the case, Am sincerely honored”. My Dad always had time for me, and for that, I’ll be eternally grateful. playing “Flying Eagle” atop my Dad’s legs as he lay on his back, with me “flying” above his head. His feet on my hips, our hands entwined. With his encouragement, I’d release my hands from his, and I’d spread my wings and “fly”. Little did I know that would be symbolic of my Dad’s philosophy in raising me.
The eleventh year but seems like yesterday, it still feels like I’m dreaming…if I were to be granted a wish I would wish to speak and hear your voice again, how you call me “Nuhu” and tell me stories and ethics of life, no words could describe how much I missed you Dad, You are forever the Legacy I’m looking up to. Live without you has been hard, but on this day especially I can’t help but think how much I wish you were here with me. Love you my Hero ~~Nuhu Nathan Jnr (your only son)