I was thinking this morning… Life has a way of reminding you that one of the greatest gifts God gives a person is not money, not position, not even opportunities… but people. Truly, the gift of men.
In the days leading to my dad’s funeral and throughout the ceremonies, I saw this gift displayed in ways that humbled me deeply. Friends travelled from far and near. Some called constantly to check in. Some quietly sent support. Others stood beside me from morning till night making sure every detail went well.
Some people showed up with their strength 💪, some with their time ⏰, some with their prayers 🙏, and some with their resources 💝. But every single one came with love.
What touched me the most was that many of these people did not wait to be asked. They simply showed up. In the middle of grief, they became pillars.
It reminded me that no matter how strong a man thinks he is, God never designed us to walk life alone. At certain moments in life, God sends people to carry you when your own strength is small.
Looking back now, I realise that the funeral ceremony of my father was not just a moment of mourning. It was also a powerful reminder of the wealth of relationships God has blessed me with. And as we say for Warri, when the time reach, na people go stand for you. ❤️
To everyone who stood with me and my family in prayers, presence, encouragement and support, I saw the gift of men through you.
This morning, my heart is simply full of gratitude. 🙏
"Two are better than one… for if they fall, one will lift up his fellow." — Ecclesiastes 4:9–10 ✨
Stay hopeful. God's got our back.
Happy Sunday!
......Just the thoughts of a certain Wey Mey
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