Wonderful man, devoted and loving husband, doting father, dependable brother, faithful friend, solid confidant. Compassionate pastor, excellent administrator passionate visioneer, transparently honest, anointed man of God.

These are just a few of the attributes of the man who was Eskor Mfon. God, in his wisdom and mercy, gave me the kind of husband many women dream of but never get. This is the man i was privileged to have been married to for 22years. Our marriage was truly made in heaven: in all the years that we were married i never had one moment of regret.

There's a Yoruba song about the gorgeous headgear of the woman rises early to tend to her husband. When Eskor came home at the end of the day, i would suspend all activities to attend to him and my sisters would jokingly say i had put on my headgear. Indeed, Eskor was a king in our home; a benevolent king whose arrival was heralded even by our dogs.

Our wedding anniversaries were always thoughtfully celebrated and when i joked that all i had to give was my love, he would say, "That's okay." His love for his family was unsurpassed. Birthday and Christmas were special in our home "Daddy" would always thing long and hard before deciding on the best gift to give the children.

He was a doting father. Nothing was too much for him to give his children. When he made overseas trips, he would painstakingly go through each child's list to buy every item that had been requested. He rarely beat his children, though he threatened to many times. Instead, he would talk to them and get them to do things which i, with my beatings and shouting could not get out of them. Our children's greatest fear was of letting their Daddy down. They would often opt for my harsher discipline rather than be reported to their Daddy.

Eskor was also a visioneer. He saw things that others could not see and when implemented has big dreams became success stories. Whenever asked him, Don't you think that's too much?" He would reply that nothing was too big to do for God. He was a man of excellence and perfection. Everything around him was done in the spirit of excellence. He was passionate about his beliefs; when he became born-again he stocked our house with every kind of Bible he could find and a vast selection of worship music.

Eskor was problem solver. All you had to do was tell him your problems and he would carry them for you until a solution was found. Just as the name, "Mfon" suggests, he was a good man who saw only the best in people; he was ever ready to help those in need. He had a nickname of everybody. He called me Adebimps when he wanted a favour or just to make me laugh.

Some people would say these last 10 months were months of suffering but i see them as month of grace. This was a time when my husband shared his deepest thought with me and our children. He told me repeatedly during this time that there is not family like ours. When i teased him taht i was a superwoman he would reply: "Of course, you are the best wife in the world." And when people called to see how he was, he would tell them he was fine just being surrounded by his children.

This rich, full life that we shared came to a sudden, unexpected end on Monday 30th April, 2007, at a time when we had been looking forward to returning home soon. To say we are numb and stunned s an understatement.

Who will call me Bimpe in that special way that made me laugh? Or leave me voice message asking, "where are you? Come home now!"? Who will say, "Jej, This is your Dad"? Or "junnie man"? or "Im Boy"? Who will say in church, "City of David, Praise the Lord, Nigeria, Praise the Lord"? The question we keep asking ourselves is: Who will do for us all the things that only Eskor could do? And the answer comes to me, "It is well".

Even as we grieve, we rejoice with you, Eskor, because you fought the food fight of faith, you finished your course, and now you have earned your prize. As much as we love you and k now you love us, i understand that in this world of sin and pain. I am deeply comforted to know that though you are absent from the body, you are present with the Lord. You accomplished in your short lifetime more than most people could in three lifetimes.

I am confident that the Lord who you served and love so much will watch over the children and me and bring us to an expected end. I thank God for your life, my wonderful husband.

"His life was gentle and the elements so mixed in him that Nature might stand up and say to the world, 'This was a man!' Julius Caesar 5: 5: 68

A GLIMPSE OF MY FATHER, - MAMA JEJ My father was a beam of life, his smile brightened even the dullest days. He was loved by many, but we had a special bond that even death cannot take away.

Daddy, the man i loved, he was the love of my life. The man who let others eat first, the man whose strength was unrivalled. When i was a child, he carried me high on his shoulders everywhere we went and i felt invincible. He was the man who allowed me to see my strengths, he made me believe in myself. I am who i am today because of him.

Daddy! He was a man who used his strength to hide his pain. He never told us just how much pain he was in, instead he fought for us until the end. He fought; i know that because he had a heart so big and a mind so unrestricted. He set the bar. Now his legacy lives in the thousands of hearts and minds taht he brought to Christ who are also grieving because of his passing. He fought the good fight, a lesser man would not have even survived, his doctor said. And i thought, don't you know about miracles?

He was a miracle, his full spirit, his amiable character, his unending love for us and his zest for God. He was my own prince, my fortress, he was my whole world. He loved me so much that sometimes i had to ask why? How could someone love me that much regardless of what i did? He loved me from the day that i was born and i will love him until the day i die. A love like his comes once in a lifetime, and a man like him comes once in a million lifetimes. He was my hero; our hero. Our family was like no other, that's what he said, " I am so proud of this family," he told me. "If there's one thing this illness has taught me it's that there are few families like ours."

My daddy called me Mama jeje, because he said i was a peaceful child. When he said my name, i felt the full warmth of his love. Every time i called to see how he was, his voice drawled. "Ah Jej!" like saying my name was refreshing to him. "Thank you for calling me...it's not every man who has a daughter that calls him" overwhelmed, i responded "it is not everyone who has a father that takes care of her." Then we laughed and he said, "Jej!"

We laughed, but we both knew it was true. My father was the most generous man i've ever known. He would not rest until he knew that everyone had a gift for Christmas and birthdays. There was nothing i wanted that he didn't find a way to get. Seeing us happy made him happy. And he was happiest when we are all together. He loved his life with us. Though my heart aches, i thank God for the chance i had to call him my father; and for the reason they had to call him Pastor Eskor. Now, he has gone off to earn the reward that he so duly deserved. He is now in the place that he fervently preached of, praising the lord in a realm fit for a Prince. My Daddy has raised the bar again, and his jej couldn't be more proud. - Tosin Mfon

Daddy, i miss you so much! I am sitting here, thinking about where to start. I guess i will start from my earliest memories of you. I remember when you bought us our first game console; the Nintendo entertainment system (NES) and you actually sat down and played games with us. Our favourite were Mario, excite bike and duck hunt.

You were truly a family man. You were always keen that we spent all our possible holidays together. You took us on family trips to Orlando, more than once; you followed us to amusement parks, even though you never went to the rollercoaster ride with us. You made sure that every member of the family had the best. I remember the times you travelled without us; you always made sure that you got everything on everybody's list. No matter how many times mummy said 'Eskor ma ra fun won', you still always ended up providing us with the best. I also reminisced about my birthdays and the unique gifts you got for me. One gift that stands out was the table tennis board you bought for me on my 16th birthday. You actually set it up for me and played my first game with me. I can't remember who won, but it was fun! These are just a few of the selfless acts you did for us and for this reasons (and more), i always thank God for the family that i was born into.

These last 10 months have honestly been a blessing been a blessing to me and us, as a family. I know we went through a lot of hard times but to think about it, we spend a lot of quality family time together. We watched countless movies, we prayed, fasted, laughed, we did Holy communion, we celebrated birthdays and holidays together. I do not think it was coincidence that your birthday and my spring break were at the same time. This gave us another chance to spend time together as family. Christmas, Mother's day and your birthday are just to name a few of the times i will never forget. I replay in my mind all the times that i made you laugh; this always brings joy to my heart.

Lastly, when i heard that you were back in the hospital on Sunday morning, i began to pray. I prayed specifically that this would be the last bump on the road to ultimate victory. For me, ultimate victory at that time, was for you to walk out of that hospital hale and hearty but i just realized that my prayers were answered. For in the bible in Phillipians 1:21, says, "For me to live is Christ, and to die is gain." And you have truly gained because you are with the Lord our God in heaven right now. If that is not ultimate victory, then what is? - Asuquo Mfon

Daddy I miss you so much! I am sitting here, thinking about where to start. I guess I will start from my earliest memories of you. I remember when you bought us our first game console; the Nintendo entertainment system (NES) and you actually sat down and played games with us. Our favorites were Mario, excite bike and duck hunt.

You were truly a family man. You were always keen that we spent all our holidays together. You took us on family trips to Orlando, more than once; you followed us to amusement parks, even though you never went on the rollercoaster rides with us. You made sure that every member of the family had the best. I remember the times you traveled without us; you always made sure you got everything on everybody’s ‘list’. No matter how many times mummy said ‘Eskor ma ra fun won’, you still always ended up providing us with the best. I also reminisced about my birthdays and the unique gifts you got for me. One gift that stands out was the table tennis board you bought for me on my 16th birthday. You actually set it up for me and played my first game with me. I can’t remember who won, but it was fun! These are just a few of the selfless acts you did foe us and for this reasons (and more), I always thank God for the family I was born into.

These last 10 months have honestly been a blessing to me and us, as a family. I know we went through a lot of hard times but to think about it, we spent a lot of quality family tme together. We watched countless movies, we prayed, fasted, laughed, we did Holy Communion, we celebrated birthdays and holidays together. I do not think it was a coincidence that your birthday and my spring break were at the same time. This gave us another chance to spend time together as a family. Christmas, Mothers’ Day and you’re your Birthday are just to name a few of the times I will never forget. I replay in my mind all the times that I made you laugh; this always brings joy to my heart.

Lastly, when I heard that you were back in the hospital on Sunday morning, I began to pray. I prayed specifically that this would be the last bump on the road to ultimate victory. For me, ultimate victory at that time, was for you to walk out of that hospital hale and hearty but I just realized that my prayers were answered. For in the Bible in Philippians 1:21, says “For me to live is Christ, and die is gain” And you have truly gained because you are with the Lord our God in heaven right now. If that is not ultimate victory, then what is?

ASUQUO MFON

My earlieast memory of my daddy is of him taking pictures with his big camera. He was always very cheerful and extremely generous. My mummy would always say "eskor ma ra fun ko need e ( don't buy it he doesn't need it) and he would just smile and say " let me just buy this one" i remember how happy i was when he bought me toys and games and also happy he was to give them.

Daddy i never imagines you would be leaving soon. I often thought about what we would do on my 18th birthday and the nicknames you would give your grandchildren in the years to come. I also wonder if you would still love those suspense filled movies or if you would prefer to just relax and listen to music. Well, i guess i will know when i see you again.

I still find it very hard to believe that some people do not love their father because, daddy, i love you so much and i am very grateful to God that i knew you for 17years as everyday i spend with you was an incredible blessing! These past years with my daddy were the best, but the last 10 months were like no other. I learnt so much and i became closer than ever to my father. We became so close as a family that i truly believe that our family is very similar to the way God originally intended for the family to be (Mr. Tonye Cole, thank you for helping me realize that) and i know we will stay that way in Jesus name. Amen. The last 10 months have taught me that the family is one of God's great gifts to mankind and should never be taken for granted.

I thank God for every lesson my daddy taught me. He taught me that nothing in life is free so nothing should be taken for granted. He taught me that it is very wise to fear God. He taught me that no matter how much people take you for granted you should never stop loving them. He taught me that nobody is too young to die and we should always be very prepared. And his passing away has left me no choice but to make heaven because now, there is one more father that i am eager to see again. CONGRATULATIONS DADDY! YOU RAN YOUR RACE EXCELLENTLY!

My thoughts go back to Sunday the 29th April when my phone rang during service. Fear griped my heart because my phone never rings on Sunday mornings. As i got up to walk out of the auditorium to take the call, heard my pastor saying these words as part of the sermon, "your brother will rise again." As i heard those words, I stopped for a moment and the words came again from the pulpit "your brother will rise again".

I walked out and as i thought, it was my sister at the other end, informing me that you were back in hospital. Then started the frantic calls until the fateful day Monday when Mayen told me you had gone to glory. My reply to that was to make sure nobody put in the mortuary.

Eskor Lee Baba, you were just "Boy" to me, then you crystallised into "Eskor Lee Baba. I remember my confirmation day while in boarding house in Queen's School Ibadan. A big event for us kids. All participants expected their parents to attend and bring lots of goodies .I sent you a note at University of Ibadan, just to let you know .I was so glad on that day when you just appeared in my school dressed in your best suit clutching the little you could afford to buy for me to share with my friends. Our first attempt to go to a night party created a big problem; you warned me and Mayen to make sure we get home by six o'clock. I remember how we both hissed and grumbled behind your back. Afterall, you were only in the university yourself. However, we had no choice but to obey.

When you became a pastor I didn't see much of you. I tugged and tugged at you trying to get you involved in some family events. You called me one day and told me that I just had to understand that your first family was church; therefore I shouldn't expect you to be at all the events. It was then it dawned on me that all that was happening was that we were not able to keep up with your pace. Many may say that they did not see us hanging around you all the time, what they do not know and understand is that we need not to, for there was nothing to prove. The five of us born to our parents are bound with an invisible chord so strong. And that chord is Love. I really have not understood what is going on. This entire thing about you passing on. Many nights i ask myself what all this really means. Who are all these arrangements for? Why i am still trying to understand it all, I cling on to the words "your brother will rise again." I want to thank you for the different roles you played in my life. "Boy," I thank you for being my brother.

PASTOR ESKOR I thank you for being my spiritual support. Eskor Lee Baba I thank you for being my father and family support. My kids thank you "Uncle Boy" for being their uncle and father. I want to end with epitaph on our parents' grave. "Beloved let us love For they who love They only are his sons. Born from above." Good night Eskor Lee Baba (PET)

"Aboyzo"! I would call out as I got into the hospital room and later the apartment. "Eh! Mayen "he would reply "How now?" I would say to him "I dey! I dey! he would respond nodding his greying and balding head. Then came Thursday ,April 26th 2007;the last time i was to enjoy my brother's company. If only I'd had linking that would link be the last time i would see him alive.

Ah! Boy. what can i say? Where do i begin? I thank God for you and for His anointing upon your life. You are definitely a brother to be looked up to. I am so proud of you and also grateful to God for the forty years i had you for. I thank you being the wonderful brother and pastor that you are to me. Unique, talented, humorous, generous, inspirational, a gift organizer and a great role model "excellence"(in all things)was your watchword. You have impacted my life in more ways than I can mention and your love for and dedication to our creation challenged and inspired me.

No matter how busy you were you made time to listen to me and give wise counsel and relevant help. You were indeed not only a bother, you were also my pastor. Remember the times i needed advice on crucial matters and I would and i will call you and say to you."Boy, I need your advice. I'm not talking to you as my brother. I want you to take your brother cap and put on your pastor cap. Consider me as one of your parishioners. "Who will i say this to no?

The memories keep flooding in. Remember when we were little and you would suck on your lower lip while rubbing on my arm? Remember when you walked me down the aisle representing papa Remember the night Isunayo had a hot water accident? Remember how calmly and totally in charge you were when Eka passed to glory? I remember my first service in the new sanctuary in 2004. The atmosphere was electrifying and there was abundant evidence of "Hallelujah Madness" with intermittent shouts of praise.

You are unforgettable and I will miss you not just a great deal but always. A fresh vacuum has been created but our good and wise heavenly father, whom you loved and served so passionately, will give you comfort and grace.Truly, Disun and I will miss you terribly. Yet we are thankful that we had last ten month with you. Isunayo,Orinayo and Rossini(whom you nick-named "the Nigerian girl")all miss you and can't believe that the uncle they were so proud of is gone from them.

Boy, you had us all fooled. All along you had a hidden agenda on Monday, April 30th 2007 you let us in it. This calls to mind something you said about air travel and how a lot of people get on a plane without praying. You said some prefer to look out on other passengers and when they catch sight of a minister on the same flight, they would place their hope in that pastor and say to themselves that the aircraft would land safely because such a pastor is on board. You laughed and said if anyone sees you on the same flight as themselves they should pray their own personal prayer for a safe trip because no one knows what your own arrangement with God is. Now I know what that arrangement was. Sleep on my darling brother. I love you and take comfort in the knowledge that one day on resurrection morning I will embrace you never to part again.

Once again I will hear you shout "city of David Praise the Lord! Nigeria Praise the lord!

Aboye,you exhibited some amazing qualities whilst growing up and these enhanced your personality and achievements in life. The first quality I noticed, as a child, was your love for excellence and perfection. These qualities were first manifested in your dress sense. Even a little boy will always pay attention to your appearance. You translated these qualities into everything you did, therefore never organised substandard things. You never organised average things. It is therefore, not surprising that city of David turned out the way it has. From the quality of praise and worship, to the insightful and edifying teaching and preaching of the word, everything you touched to the glory of God, radiated excellence.

Another quality i noticed about you Boy, was the fact that you did not mind being cheated. You would willingly pay more than most people in order to get the best of service.

I remember in the eighties we both bought brand new Volkswagen passat cars. you took me to your mechanic and they handled the maintenance of both cars. The mechanic ll always tell me that i was different from you because i always took them up on the bills they gave me but you, my brother, never argued. It is no wonder your car was still running smoothly seven years after mine was off the road.

The final thing i want to say is that i never saw you throw your fist at anybody even at the age when boys will be boys. Apart from our youngest sister, Mayen,you were the only other child mummy never disciplined with the stick. You understood how to live in peace with everybody.

Observing you, I marvel at and understand your success as a leader, pastor and a great organizer. What I don't understand is that why you had to go so soon. The first time I asked myself that question, I heard a voice say that God loves to have something good too. Taking a second look at that answer am reminded of something I read in a city of David bulletin sometime ago. The truth is that God had you, all of you, while you were here. And so there's one thing left to say:"Lord, I thank you for Boy's life."May the good lord be praised" -Eddy Boy.

Having known you in the last 54 years and spent childhood and growing up days with you I can't help but express how greatly you will be missed. You were like a chord that stuck us all together when you gave your life to God you did it with all your heart. The thought that gives us comfort at this time is knowing that you are with the lord and that all the cares and worries of the world no longer concern you. God has chosen to take you to Himself at this time and we won't question him, instead we would strive to live the life you preached, so that someday, like you, we would be at the FATHER'S side. We miss you and thus say "To GOD BE THE GLORY GREAT THINGS HE HAS DONE....."

Boy ride on, on the FATHER'S wings you are the envy of all, because you have what we all desire, to be with the FATHER(our Maker and Creator). -Alice Latre Tiyamiyu (mami) For the Haddison Family.

Today we are mourning the loss, while also celebrating the home going of our beloved friend, brother, uncle, dad, Husband, son and Pastor Eskor Mfon.

Pastor Eskor (e se o jare!): How is it there? We are still reeling from the impact of your demise (really though, why should we?)We had 10 long months to say a protracted good bye. Thank you for the many memories.

Many of us have been touched by the life, ministry, generosity and the legacy of this man. Some remember his booming voice, his zest for life, his black and white view of and approach to life and his forthrightness. You knew exactly where you stood with him-no intrigues or guile.

Many will remember him for his zeal for the lord and the tireless way he led the city of David and drove the vision ever forward, on to greater heights. Some will remember for his practical approach to his teaching of the bible and the way. he made us to understand what "Hallelujah" really means. Still, others will remember him for the various programs he held such as "A CAN can make a difference", Nicodemus Sunday", Lazarus come forth" etc. Still some will thank him for giving them the opportunity to be blessed by the ministry of various proven ministries from this and other lands.

A great many will remember his generosity and his vision for the kingdom. Many ministries and ministers the world over benefited from the largesse of COD and RCCG. Pastor Eskor's vision of Heaven was not limited only to people in RCCG. He gave generously of his time, talents and treasures to worthy causes for the kingdom of his dear saviour.

His immediate family will remember his tenderness and willingness to always have the time for them regardless of his ever busy schedule. They will also recall that he did not hold back his attention or love which he freely lavished on them one and all. We will always thank the lord for a life well lived, and will always be blessed to have experienced his integrity and genuine compassion.

As we pay homage to the life of this general, we are reminded of the words of the Hymn writer, William R. Featherson, who wrote, I ll love thee in life, I will love thee in death, And praise thee as long as thou lendest me breath; And say when the death dew lies cold on my brow, If ever i loved thee, my jesus, tis now. In mansions of glory and endless delight, I'll ever adore thee in heaven so bright; I'll sing with the glittering crown on my brow; If ever I loved thee, my jesus,tis now." And so, we say Good night" Pastor Eskor until we awake to meet on the resurrection morning. Sleep well. -Tunji Osinnulu -for the Osinnulu family

The fight is o'er, the battle done. Now is the victor's triumph song. O let the song of praise be sung-ALLELUIA!!Indeed, this is our song. My friend, my brother and pastor, Eskor heard the voice of Jesus say;"come unto me and rest, lay down thou weary one, lay down thy head upon my breast". He went to Jesus as he was weary and worn. He has found in Jesus a resting place and now has made Him glad. What can I say? For me I mourn but not as an unbeliever; I choose to remember you with joy, affection and pride.

I remember when we first met at the university of Ibadan, how together with Ladi (Okuse),Darling sofola, Yele Aluko (Yelus),Yinka Okuboyejo (Yankoro)and others, we had fun as students. Then we had no care in the world. When anyone spoke big English, you would shout, "Lai wo iwe"(i.e. without checking the book).

When through divine intervention you became my brother-in-law, I was elated. Remember all the covert moves you and I made to actualize this anyway? When later you gave your life to Christ, I remember you stopped my car at falomo one afternoon, stood in the middle of the road and proclaimed for all to hear that the joy of knowing Christ is indescribable. We used to say then that "Eskor Lee" had every version of the Bible in his house .You knew the harvest was plenty but the labourers were few and you vigorously preached Christ to whoever came your way. The perfectionist and administrator per excellence in you came out for all to see when you became the pastor of City of David. You ran with the vision and with everything you had.

Thank you for your love and care you showered on my sister, Bimpe, you proved every critic wrong. I am immensely grateful to God for how you treated her as queen of your heart and must say I am proud of you. "FatherMfon".

To your children "mama jej", "junior man" and Im boy": Walk with your head in the clouds for the wonderful father God gave you. Be proud of him and how God used him to affect his generation. To my dearest sister Bimpe, let this be your consolation; He did his best for God and for whoever came his way. We all thank God for the way he took care of you and will forever cherish him.

We thank God for the strong faith that saw Bimpe through the ten months; it was a period of him getting everything right with his Maker and preparing to meet Him. It was also a period of extra bonding between you two and also the children-a grace that very few people get to have." Father Mfon" is not dead, he only went home to his father and every day I will remember him when Tosin chuckles, Asuquo gives that throaty sound and when I see those two trademarks on Ima's head.

We all prayed, fasted and did all we knew to do but when God in His wisdom called you home,we,like David, choose to worship our awesome God. We give God the glory for your meaningful life, and thank Him for the privilege of knowing YOU and being part of your life.

My friend, brother and pastor, its goodnight until the resurrection morning. I KNOW WITHOUT A SHADOW OF A DOUBT THAT YOU ARE HAVING A GLORIOUS TIME DOING WHAT YOU LOVED TO DO BEST WHILST YOU HERE. -"Sisi Toksy"(Toks Okuboyejo)

Uncle Eskor was a very amazing and inspirational man. He was a man that I looked up to. He was a loving husband, father and uncle. His nickname for me was BANJIS. I thank God that I had a chance to see him January after he had been discharged from the hospital. I remember buying him cookies from Harrods and I know he liked them because he told aunty Bimpe to buy them some more. I'm really going to miss him even though am sad that he is not here physically, I'm happy that he has received his crown and that he is at home with the lord resting from his labours. He is looking down at us and smiling. Rest in perfect peace my dear uncle.

Few words can describe a man like Uncle Eskor. Some people are great at one thing, but he wasn't. He was great at two of the most important things in the world(God and his family).Not only did he lead city of David (with God's help of course) he was the head of a quality family with one super wife(my aunty Bimpe) and three super children(Tosin, Asuquo and Ima).You could spend a whole day talking about the qualities of Uncle Eskor (I actually tried it).Apart from this, three things I can never forget about Uncle Eskor are his eyes, his hair and the way he calls me " WANDUDU". I always told Asuquo that his dad had the best hair in the family.

I have to go now but I just want to say that Uncle Eskor will be sorely missed by those who call him daddy, uncle, pastor and simply Eskor. In all this I know that he is in heaven talking with God face to face. I take solace in the knowledge that I shall see you in Heaven. Uncle Eskor, Uncle Eskor Uncle Eskor, Words cannot describe the way I felt I heard that you had gone to be with the lord. You were a man of good virtues, a very wise, caring and respectable man. You worked tirelessly in church and you have left your mark on all of us. I remember you and miss you so much. Your pet name for me was SOYA. Anytime anyone upset me you always had a comforting word for me. You will always be my favourite Uncle. You are loved so much. Good bye till we meet again.

Banjis-Afolabi Ogunbanjo, Wandudu-wande Ogunbanjo, Your Soya �Morin ogunbanjo.

How shall I begin? All I can first say is Thank you lord! It is hard for me to say but the bible exhorts us to give thanks in all things.

I thank God for your beautiful life. I am indeed privilege and grateful to have had you as my brother in-law, friend and pastor. I thank you for taking care of my sister and for my wonderful niece and nephews. You are indeed a wonderful man.

You lead so many people to Christ including me. Through you I developed a closer work with GOD and for that I am eternally grateful. Faithful servant of God, you ran a good race. You took God's vision and you ran with it and you have received your crown. We will indeed miss you but we take solace in the fact that we shall all meet again in heaven at the end of time.

I miss you!!! Rest in perfect peace. -Nike Ogunbanjo

We are in a war, the war between two kingdoms, one of light and the other of darkness. On the battle field, soldiers perish and thus, become heroes .Heroes of faith. Why do we wonder or are shocked when a comrade falls, falls asleep. Are we not aware of the intensity of the war we're in, are we so oblivious to the risk of death in each battle being fought. Whether we like it or not, the war rages on, hotting up as the coming of our lord nears.

When a comrade falls, grieve we must but it's not the time for licking our wounds. The enemy will use our time of weakness to ambush, and that we cannot afford.

Licking of wounds right now is a luxury that we cannot afford; anyway it's a futile exercise without benefits. The lord himself is watching us, as well as the world, to see our true traits. Now is the moments of truth, our reaction in this season of great loss will really show the depth of the word in us, and our understanding of it. Our beloved sleeps peacefully at rest, but rest we cannot. Onward march we on, soldiers of the cross! -Tope Adeboye

I remember the heady naughty days of our youth at king's college. I remember that in spite of our care free attitude and all the risks death never came knocking. I remember the sad moments...the early farewell to papie, mammie and.....later Big sis. I remember our goodbye our goodbye, you going to UI, and I leaving for NYU. I remember you and yele visiting me in the big apple and the tales of your exploits. I remember the happy moments with the birth of Tosin, Junior and Ima. I remember your first foray into entrepreneurship with the electronic repair shop in surulere. I remember you anointing my ailing foot and the miraculous healing that followed. I remember your coming late to the dedication of my first office. I remember your steady voice as you said the opening prayers at my 50th birthday reception. I remember the constant flickering of your finger and annoying signature toady grunts. I remember your smart and intuitive professionalism and the meteoric rise in the success of your business venture. I remember the walk down the aisle with Bimpe, your jewel of inestimable value. I remember the cancelled 50th birthday party because of your ailing health. I remember the day I first earned the title"God father" with Tosin's baptism. I remember your carrying my first son as godfather at his baptism. I remember Bimpe's incomparable devotion, constantly by your bedside towards the end. I remember your distinguished and outstanding service to your creator. I remember the beautiful temple you built to honour your God. I remember your words a few weeks ago that" I will be coming home soon." I remember ....I remember....I remember, dear Eskor Lee. Rest in perfect peace. -Gbolahan Ayodele.

The God father has gone to be with the lord! It hurts and it is hard to take. You were a gem, you were different!

You embodied the fullness of Christ. Only now can we begin to fathom why you ran your race with such vigour, as though you knew that time was short. In leaving this realm early, you have followed Christ both in life and in death, including your race and quitting so early.

Sometimes, it feels as though we have no strength to carry on, but at other times, we remember the many truths you taught us, and we draw strength from His word.

Pastor Eskor, you truly had a heart of Gold; a listening ear; you were always ready to share the joy, Goodwill and peace of God. You gave meaning to humility and selflessness!

Even at great personal sacrifice to you, you always reached out to others: you offered practical help, comfort, nourishment, enrichment and inspiration to people.

Countless of testimonies abound of people, in all lands and across all star of society, to whom you shone the torch of Hope, Peace and Love of Christ.

You taught the word with simplicity and profoundness, that for many years, we grew and matured in Ministry, primarily because of the seeds you had planted in us.

Pastor, what a visionary you are! You had a message, a vision and a ministry and to the glory of God you prospered in all. You birthed so many initiatives including 'halleluyah Sunday', Friday Hour of praise ', Lazarus come forth', 'A CAN can Make a difference ', various 'focus prayer Groups'; 'Tie communications'. What Zeal, drive and purpose to Life!

You used the simple principles to teach the full gospel of Christ! You impacted a whole generation across the world! The words 'Yes, O! And 'Right, O! Which you often affirmed in positively and abiding faith continue to ring in our hand. You were truly a father figure!

We love you, Our Hearts Grieve, but God lovers you more. We will cherish the memories of the many times we shared, the fruits of your ministry, life, family and work for many years to come. Good night my pastor, my mentor, my friend and my inspiration! May we be privileged to gather with you, where you are on the Resurrection Morning! -Yemi & Jumoke ODUSOLU

Where do I begin? What do I say in a few paragraphs for a friendship of 26years?"It is well" says the Lord and that is what I will continue to hold on to.

Pastor Eskor is more than a pastor to me, he was my boss, colleague, mentor, friend and most of all, he was my teacher. Everything I know in advertising today, learnt it from him. We have come a long a way.

"TIE" will never be the same without you. But I believe our foundation is on the rock and we will not be shaken. Good night pastor and I thank God for the privilege of knowing you and calling you my friend. -Uche Almona Tie communications.

I met pastor Eskor sometime in 2000 when I was the pastor of the Christian Pentecostal inmates at Kirikiri's maximum security prison the-biggest prison church in Nigeria with over 1,500 members at the time. We were in great pain, lacking social and spiritual infrastructure and help was not coming.

Then pastor Eskor came and alleviated our spiritual, psychological and mental strife. He made sure we had good food, bibles, television and video sets; he also provided a giant generator to power our equipment for service. He was a man who worked relentlessly despite his busy to supply all our needs. In 2002, he brought ministers from the US to visit us, rekindling hope in the hearts of the inmates.

He often celebrated his birthday with the inmates, even his 50th birthday, food was sent to us. Pastor Eskor was a father, minister, confidant and a man that gave hope to the hopeless. The spiritual quality of the members of his church shows that he is a man who imparts knowledge, discipline and hard work.

When I left prison and I went to his church, he personally handled my testimony and introduced me as an important guest. He really gave me a sense of belonging and I was highly honoured. The inmates of kirikiri prison will forever be grateful to God for the life of pastor Eskor. No doubt, we are confident that he is right now in the bosom of the lord.

GOODBYE PASTOR ESKOR! -Ariyo Popoola.

I want to share a bit of my history with the Mfon family with you, in hope that you will get an even deeper glimpse of just what a special blessed man pastor Mfon truly was.

I started physiotherapy with Pastor Mfon in November 2006, and it was soon evident that the Mfon family were "different". In Pastor's family, I found a down to earth, warm family whose love for each other was real and based on the teachings of our Christ and not just paying lip-service to it. Pastor Mfon was filled with immeasurable love of God, and indeed his fellow men, and at times I thought, "This man is generous to a fault." But then, how could I, a sinner, understand s that his love for God and his fellow man knew no bounds.

One of the things that struck me most was his undying love for his family! Here was a man whose greatest pleasures in life came from the little things: reading or listening to the word, his family being around him whilst in the sitting room, talking to his sons or daughter or joking with his wife. Over the past 4months, that I was pastor's therapist, the roles were often reversed with him giving him advice. Over those months, I came to understand what being a Christian is supposed to be; through pastor Mfon I began to understand that through Christ, your family relationships thrive and that seeking God's direction in all activities is the way to go.

Over those months, I shared in both his and his family's hopes and aspirations, the joy and elation of goals coming to fruition as well as the fears and anxieties that come with the recovery. He made a lot of progress in the professional relationship with him Mfon family quite a rapport with him and his family. I tried to maintain a professional relationship with the Mfon family devoid of emotion, but this was impossible: This is a family that is unique, it is a family that is blessed, they are a light and a beacon for all, and I thank God for meeting them, you see, pastor Mfon and his family were my therapists as they made me know and appreciate the wondrous ways of God..There were so many things I learnt from this man, "HOW COULD ONE BEGIN TO SAY THANK YOU"?

I will greatly miss Pastor Mfon, but he is in abetter place without a doubt, for he was ready, and it made me think of this.

And as it is appointed unto men to die, but after this the judgement;"so Christ was once offered to bear the sins of many; and unto them that look for him shall he appear the second time, without sin unto salvation (Hebrews 9;27-29)

It made me realised everybody needs to be prepared to die. Most people are afraid of death, yet death is but the graduation of life. Death is an underpass to Glory. Slipping out unto eternity is God's way of graduating you. Now I know that you are with God and you keep him busy, for this is not good-bye, just good luck on this new journey. You will be sorely missed by all. -Andrew Nwosu and family

Mr Mfon, you left indelible tears in my eyes as you moved on to be with the lord. Oga! By virtue of my training I am not supposed to be emotionally attached with my patient but your unquenchable hunger to walk in the foot step of our Our lord Jesus left me with no other choice but to draw closer to you.

Oga, you never compromised on your integrity ,humility ,generosity and the desires to care for people even though the devil did his best to deprive you of these special God's gift.(in vain were his efforts). I will never forget an incident during one of your treatment sessions at the acute stage-while holding my hands; you opened your eyes and firmly said that I must go to your house in Lagos when I got to Nigeria. I was taken aback on how you knew that I was going on holidays to Nigeria as I had only spoken to a colleague about my impending holidays to Nigeria a few hours earlier. Oga! I never told you until now that you touched a special spot in my heart with that gesture. It also assured the team of you progress as nobody expected that you would pull through that critical stage. Your demeanour in all things was the first thing that flagged -up your practical Christianity, weeks before you told me that you a pastor.

Throughout the course of your rehabilitation, you ensured directly or indirectly that I was spiritually in tuned. On a daily basis, you shared the word of God with me and I still remember how you insisted that my wife must come for prayers.

Your determination and desire to make the most of your physiotherapy sessions were unequivocally commendable. I remember how you always want to impress your wonderful wife in every physiotherapy session.

My wife and I are sad that we are going to miss you. However, we happy that you are in the bosom of our lord where there is no more sickness or death. Soldier-on in our Lord. Oga!, for you have left a brilliant family behind. I really cannot think of word(s) adequate enough to describe Madam; what a support/shoulder. Her (Bimps) faith in God is an encouragement to all of us who were involved in your rehabilitation.

We pray that our Lord's peace which surpassed all understanding will remain with your children and wife (Bimps) in Jesus name Amen! -Chike Chuka