Memories & Tributes

In the quiet corners of my heart where memories bloom like eternal flowers, we gather today to honor the life of my precious and only daughter Esther who left us at the age of 63. She was the only girl among 7 children who has cared for me since she was 17 years, she cared for me and may God gives her children the heart to do for me what she did. A radiant light in a family of six brothers a source of joy, strength and unbreakable love. Through the years I have endured unimaginable sorrows having already bid farewells to two of my beloved sons and now this profound loss of my only daughter feels like a storm that has shaken the very foundation of my family tree Esther was more than a daughter she was my companion, my confidante and the embodiment of my nurturing spirit from the earliest days she brought a unique warmth to my home, a gentle laughter through the halls, a kindness that mended hearts and a resilience that mirrored my own. she grew into a woman of Grace touching lives with her wisdom, her humour and her unwavering devotion to family. At 63 she had lived a Life full of purpose, weaving threads of love that connected us all. Though time claimed her too soon her legacy endures in the stories we shared, the smiles she inspired and the love she planted in each of us.
Rest in peace dear Esther you will forever be my guiding star shining brightly in the heavens above.

with all my love
Deaconess Ekanem M. Udoh
Bereaved Mother

TO MY MOTHER - A MOTHER OF MANY NATIONS

For all the many exams, assessments and appraisals I have ever done, this is the hardest thing I have ever written. Because to put my thoughts into text about my mother is to admit that she is no longer with us. We do not mourn as the world does but by God, I am still wrestling with the fact that you are not here.

You were the life of the party. My mother embodied community like no other. A conversation with my mother was rarely a short or brief one. It was like a well done pot of soup, requiring care, attention and the right amount of ingredients. I got lost in many hours-long calls and face-to-face discussions with my mother. Whether it was politics or faith, marriage or money, she had strong opinions about everything and was never shy to share. To think this is the longest we have ever not spoken is to remember fondly the warmth of her voice, the depth of her wisdom and the timber of her laughter. In an odd way, her silence is the loudest I have ever heard her.

Whether it was fighting for better pay and working conditions as the first female secretary, then later the first female president of the Joint Consultative Committee at the NSPM (Plc), planning and leading medical outreaches or leading Sunday School classes and contributing women community efforts and marriage counselling units (a big favourite of hers) at Assemblies of God churches in Lagos, Abuja and Uyo or just sitting down to spend time with family and friends at meetings and events, Mum was rarely not the centre of attraction. It was a joy to revel in her many stories. ""Come and gist me na"" was her favoured invitation to a lively, heart-filled and laughter soaked conversation or a deep moment of reflection that left one contemplating an important decision. Without exception from primary school through my professional work life, my friends were her friends. Our Abuja home was a pilgrim's stop for many of my friends even in my absence, because Mummy was a must-see and must-hear attraction. Mummy, they all miss you as I do.

My mother exuded faith. To meet Pastor (Mrs) Esther Okon Willie Effiong was to meet a living embodiment of the values of Jesus - love, peace, joy, strength, forgiveness and purpose. My mother was radical about her faith. Anyone who knew her knew she was a believer. She defended the faith home and abroad. Many Christian congregations can attest to the work she put in evangelism and upholding the brethren. For anyone seeking her counsel, there was always an answer in the Bible. She taught us that there was no part of our lives that God was not interested in - what we ate, what we wore, how we spoke, who we associated with and where we went. Growing up, our first songs were scriptural, our first book was the Bible. Her counsel to my siblings and I on many occasions was, ""Are you still praying?"" Her favourite response to the popular question, ""How are you?"" was always ""I am here. God is helping me."" Even well into our adulthood, my siblings and I bonded with her over the Old Time Religion songs she taught us. In your passing Mummy, Unyime, Kuyikabasi and I now comfort ourselves with some of your favourite songs and hymns.

My mother was a fighter. She never settled for less. At a time when many in her generation were only warming up to education, she became a nurse and midwife. Not content with that, she advanced herself through acquiring three more degrees in business administration; setting herself up for a life of management and leadership. In the process, she made some of the most cherished, enduring and fruitful relationships of her life. She pushed us to be high achievers and to always aspire for more. Seeing her do that well into our own adult

My mother exuded joy, even in the midst of indescribable pain and loss. She had odd nicknames for all of us and relentlessly teased us with them. Later on in life, as poor health increasingly took its toll, you never relented. I had a front row seat to many of these fights - home and abroad. Through it all, your confidence in God never wavered, even at the very end. My mother will always say, ""Don't worry about me, just pray."" Many have told me to take comfort in the fact that you are in a better place. On reflection, I agree. While it has been a journey to accept this reality, one thing I cannot deny is that you really fought the good fight as the Apostle Paul counselled us to. It is indeed time for your rest in our Lord's bosom.

What a life you lived. What a fight you fought. What a legacy you left. I miss you so much, Mother, but I am comforted that we will see you again on the other side of eternity.

Enjoy the never ending party in Heaven with your Maker.

Your First and Always,

Ikemesit Okon Willie Effiong Esq.

A Heartfelt Tribute to My Beloved Mother

“Who sat and watched my infant head, When sleeping on my cradle bed, And tears of sweet affection shed? My Mother.” That’s a poem I learned while growing up, and in its true essence, that was you to me. You embodied every line, every meaning, every sacrifice of those words.

You nurtured me with love, patience, and devotion. You made countless sacrifices just to be there for me. There were so many times you could have pursued your own dreams, yet you chose to put them on hold just for me.

Now that I’m a mother myself, I can truly understand and imagine the depth of those sacrifices. You gave your all to shape me into who I am today. There must have been moments you wanted to give up, but you kept showing up for me. And I never took that for granted. Every investment, every tear, every prayer, every lesson - I cherish them deeply.
You were not just my mother; you were my friend. You often said you wanted to be friends with your children and you truly were. We could talk to you freely, express ourselves openly, and share our thoughts unfiltered, knowing that, even when you were upset, you would always listen. We were never afraid of you, instead we were drawn to you. For these reasons and more, I’m forever grateful to God for giving me a mother like you.

You were the only girl in your family, and I was the only girl in ours. I remember you saying, “We are sisters.” That was how you saw me, not just as your daughter, but as a sister, a friend, and a reflection of yourself. My words today may not sound polished or perfectly coordinated, because there’s so much in my heart to say. But one thing I know for sure: you raised me well. I can never tell my story without you in it. You taught me discipline, responsibility, resilience, sacrifice, and love. You modeled faith, integrity, and courage. Everything I am today carries your imprint.

I love you deeply, Mummy. I will always love you. I will always cherish you. You will forever remain in my heart. Above all, I’m comforted knowing that you are resting peacefully in a better place, and I am 100% sure of that. The price you paid, the prayers you offered, and the seeds you sowed in our lives will never go unnoticed. Thank you, Mummy, for your unwavering love. What gives me peace is that I didn’t wait until now to say these things, you knew. You felt my love while you were here. You knew you could count on me, and I stood by you wholeheartedly till the end, not out of obligation but out of love. I will always be grateful to God for that privilege.

Rest well Mummy, till we meet again. I love you forever, my dearest mother.

Your Look Alike - Dr Unyime Hamilton.

My Mother — The Best Woman I Ever Met

They say a man never loves anyone like he loves his mother. I know I will never have any bond like with my mother. I also, can proudly beat my chest and say, among the heavens and the earth, from sea to sea, there were no luckier children than Ikemesit, Unyime and Kuyikabasi, for having Pastor (Mrs.) Esther O.W. Effiong as their mother.

It is a rare thing to find a heart so untouched by hate, so absent from malice as to bring light and joy to every room she entered, to every heart she met. She was the smiling face you could always turn to. My port in every storm. Stern, yes. Strict, no doubt. Superwoman, indeed. Her counsel was like no one else’s. Her determination for excellence shapes the people we are today. Her spirit will live on in our every breath.

She was so many things to so many people. She was wife, aunty, Presido, Madam, sister, daughter, secretary, mentor, teacher, scholar, matron, friend, and confidant. In all this, to me, she was Mummy. My sweet and beloved mother. My first heartbeat. I was so joined at the hip for a time, that her friends took to styling me her small husband or her handbag.
In truth, I was not fond of being the handbag for a very long time. I was more interested in playing games, playing football with my friends or watching the newest episode of whatever show I was enthralled in, that when the instructions came to dress up and go out, or in my older years, “come and drive me somewhere”, they were often met with grumbling and sighing. What I wouldn’t give to drive you anywhere now, Mum.

You would always call me your baby baby, and I would blush from embarrassement, especially in public. You and Dad would call me Kuku, unashamedly and free from embarrassment. It was so prevalent that even my university friend who you only met once started calling me Kuku. Then, it irked me, but now, even now, I feel your love for me through them.

You said I was your child of consolation, your gift from God, even when you didn’t know you needed it. In actual fact, it was you who consoled me. When I was angry, or hurt, or about to show my father’s temper, it was you who would come to my room, lay your head on my shoulder and tell me to let the anger flow. When I was sad, you comforted me, encouraged me and when I failed, you pushed me. You were the first to see my excellence, and you never let me waste it.

It is often said that a man dies twice. Once when your breath leaves your body, and once more the last time someone mentions your name. You will live on. We will never forget you. We will never stop mentioning you. I am glad you met and fell in love with your grandbabies. They will not forget you either.

Mommy. My shining light. I am sorry for all the things we will not get to do, for all our spoken and unspoken promises. Yet, I am truly grateful for the time we had, and the memories I will cherish when I am old and grey. I hope I can live a live half as virtuous of you.

I love you, Mom.

I will leave you with this passage, for it is truly the best way I can describe you.

“Strength and honour are her clothing; And she shall rejoice in time to come. She openeth her mouth with wisdom; And in her tongue is the law of kindness. She looketh well to the ways of her household, And eateth not the bread of idleness. Her children arise up, and call her blessed; Her husband also, and he praiseth her. Many daughters have done virtuously, But thou excellest them all. Favour is deceitful, and beauty is vain: But a woman that feareth the LORD, she shall be praised.”

Proverbs 31:25-30

Tribute to My Special Aunty and Mother

From the day you and Uncle welcomed me into your home, I knew I had found a home away from home.
You were far more than my uncle’s wife — you were truly my mother in every sense of the word.
Your love was pure, your heart was deep, and your presence a calm shelter in life’s storms.

You carried grace like a crown and wore kindness as your garment.
Your cheerful spirit and warmth knew no bounds. You never sought attention, yet your light always found a way to shine through — guiding, teaching, and nurturing everyone around you.
Leadership came naturally to you wherever you went. You loved not merely in words, but through countless acts of compassion, service, and unwavering faith.

Being by your side in your final moments was both chilling and comforting — a sacred privilege I will never forget.
My children were especially fond of you, and it brought them such joy to spend their last holiday with you. You made them feel the warmth of a grandmother’s love — gentle, firm, and filled with laughter.

You were the embodiment of stability, wisdom, and strength.
Your voice stood for truth and justice, and your presence brought peace and balance to every room you entered.

There’s so much more I could write, but words will never fully capture the depth of your love or the weight of your absence.

Rest well, my beloved Aunty and Mother.
Your love remains. Your legacy lives on.
Your absence will be deeply felt — but your light will never fade.

> “Many women do noble things, but you surpass them all.”
— Proverbs 31:28–29 (NIV)

A Tribute to My Dearest Sister and Friend

How do I begin to write about someone whose presence was interwoven into the very fabric of my life? You were not just my friend, you were my sister, my confidant, my companion through life’s winding paths. Our journey together began so long ago that I can hardly remember a time before you. From youthful laughter to the quiet strength of womanhood, we shared it all - dreams, disappointments, triumphs, and tears.

You were the one I could call at any hour, and you would answer with that familiar warmth that could calm any storm. You understood me in ways that words could never express. We prayed together, laughed until tears filled our eyes, and held each other up when life felt too heavy to bear. In every season - whether joyful or painful, you were there. Steadfast. Faithful. Loving.

Your kindness had no limits, your strength was quiet but mighty, and your faith in God shone through every part of your life. You carried love in your heart and left traces of it everywhere you went, in your family, your friendships, your service, and your smile. You were the kind of person who made others feel seen, valued, and loved.

When the news came that you were gone, my heart broke in a way I didn’t know it could. The silence you left behind is loud. The thought of not hearing your voice again, not sharing those long talks or hearty laughter, feels unbearable. Yet, in the midst of the sorrow, I find peace knowing you are resting safely in the arms of the Lord whom you loved.

You have simply gone ahead to that beautiful place where there is no pain, no tears, and no goodbyes. I take comfort in the promise that one day, we will meet again, and our fellowship will never be interrupted by distance or time.

You lived well. You loved deeply. You gave generously. And though your time here has ended, your memory will live on in the hearts of everyone who was blessed to know you, and especially in mine.

Rest on, my dear sister and friend. Your love will forever remain with me. Until we meet again in glory.

All My Love,
OBONGANWAN(PSTR)MRS PHILOMENA FRIDAY UDOH -JP

Tribute to a thoughtful and understanding mother.

It is seriously devastating to learn about the demise of Mummy. It still feels like a dream.

Late Pastor Esther was a truly remarkable woman. Though our relationship was primarily professional, every interaction with her left a lasting impression of thoughtfulness and understanding. She took her time to communicate clearly and patiently, always showing genuine consideration for others.

She carried herself with quiet dignity and warmth, qualities that made working with her both pleasant and memorable. Her presence will be deeply missed, but her legacy of calm strength and kindness will continue to speak for her.

To her family, especially her children, please accept my sincere condolences. May her gentle soul find eternal rest, and may her memory bring comfort and pride to all who loved her.

Barr. Miracle Nwaka

NSIKAK U.BASSEY


A PROFOUND TRIBUTE TO MY SECOND MOTHER(MUMMY)

I write this with denial in my heart because I am yet to come to the acceptance that you are no more. You left when we needed you the most and it saddens my heart and soul because you were supposed to be by our side. I have known you to be a God fearing mother to me and anyone who has been in contact with you. You took me as your own son and I will always appreciate that for the rest of my life.

I remember when Daddy passed, you called and encouraged me not to loose hope that God is alive. I held onto this statement ever since then, knowing I had you by my side, forgetting that man only plans but God decides. I have learnt a lot from you, from your lifestyles, good character, kindness, your love for God and the gospel of Jesus Christ, you were a clear representation of an Ambassador for Christ .

I am not to question the decision of the most High God, but what also gladdens my heart is that you have gone home to be with your creator, because of all your good works here on earth, our beloved father in Heaven has welcomed you with his open arms, that is what I am sure of. Keep resting in the bosom of Christ and may your humble soul rest in peace, Amen.

TRIBUTE TO MY SISTER

Condolence messages feels inadequate in expressing grief and sorrow for a loss so great. I remember the first letter I wrote and posted to any human, I was in primary four, I also remember the excitement we had when you brought the letter back during holiday and laughed over everything that was written therein. The memory was Glorious. Writing now feels different. It's like accepting the fact that this is going to be the last letter I'll be sending to you.

To me, you're still here, everywhere, always, in our hearts. Those who live in our memories are never truly gone. When my brother broke the news of your demise to me, there could have been no better words to describe the feeling than "

Aniekan, we are messed up".

Truly then, we seemed so, but now, we are happy looking back, strengthen looking forward, and we take solace in the present, knowing that grieving is "LOVE" with nowhere to go
We'll never forget the kindness and warmth of your love for all of us.
There are things death cannot touch, and your love for us, is one of them.
There's this saying that,

“When you lose someone you love dearly, you gain an angel you know.”
To the world, you are gone. To us, you will forever LIVE. Rest on, my only beloved Sister.

Your brother
Aniekan Udoh

It is still like a wild dream, I am wishing it was not real.

I am still shocked and find it so hard to believe that you are no longer on this side of life.

I am short of words to express how sad I have been since I got the news of your death.

It's been years of being together in tears and laughter, fighting and winning battles together.

We have no other choice than to accept and submit to the sovereignty of GOD.

Sleep on till we meet on the resurrection morning.
Adieu
Mrs. B. Erondu

I knew the date my great friend, late Pastor Okon W Effiong first met Esther and started courtship with her. From that date, there was no going back. The relationship blossomed into one of most blissful, successful, and enjoyable marriages. They profoundly loved each other and didn't hold back anything from each other.

When Okon passed sometime ago, I was afraid she won't live long. I could not imagine how one would live without the other because of how exceedingly close they were to each other.

To me their death, coming one after the other is terribly monumental and excruciating. Their home was my second home after mine. I first missed Okon and now Esther. To the children, it must be exceptionally painful. I urge them to be consoled by the fact that she, like their late father, had given her life to God, lived a fulfilled, accomplished and rewarding life.

I pray the Almighty God to have mercy on her soul and accept her into His Kingdom.

A TRIBUTE TO OUR BELOVED AUNTY/MOTHER!
Mummy, I find it so difficult to pick up a pen and write a tribute in memory of you. 'Cos, I can't still believe.
Well, we are consoled by the scriptures according to 1 Thessalonians 5:18. Also, to every mortal, there is the time to be born and a time to die.(Ecclesiastes 3:1-8)

Words can never truly capture the beauty of your kind and gentle spirit. You gave birth to three biological children, but you were a mother to so many whom I'm one of the special ones.
You were a natural leader, an advisor, a peace maker, a prayer warrior, a goal getter, a mentor, and a virtuous woman.

Dearest Aunty, it hurts so much that you are gone, but we are so grateful for the time and memories we shared together. You brought so much joy & happiness to our family. We can never also forget your sense of humor. You will forever hold a special place in our hearts.

May the Almighty God give you eternal rest in his bossom till we all meet at the feet of our Lord & Saviour Jesus Christ to part no more - Amen.

Esiere eti Eka!
Esiere Obong-anwan unwana!!

Tribute to My Dear Aunt

You stepped into my life as a true mother figure after i lost my mom, and that is something I will carry in my heart forever. When you took me in, especially after we had not been close for most of my life, I couldn’t understand what I had done to deserve such kindness. I still remember those first few days, how I stayed quiet, withdrawn, trying to make sense of the love you offered without hesitation.

But slowly, as days turned into weeks, your gentle way of caring began to dissolve my walls. Even when I pulled away, shy and unsure, you never gave up on me. You pushed back with tenderness, never forcefully, always patiently. After a long day, you somehow still found the strength to make space for me. Those evening conversations, shared moments, and simple time spent together became something I genuinely looked forward to, something that made the weight of the tedious day suddenly feel lighter.
Just when I finally started opening my heart, when I began to understand how much I could learn from you, how much wisdom, warmth, and quiet strength you carried, our time together was cut short. I wish we had more time… more days, more evenings, more opportunities to grow closer. But even in the short time we shared, you left a mark on my life that will never fade.

I am grateful that God allowed our paths to cross in the way they did. And though it hurts deeply that you are no longer here, I hold on to the hope and quiet assurance that we will meet again someday in paradise. Until then, I carry your kindness with me.

Your dearest niece,
Esther Emmanuel Udo

Mummy…
It still feels unreal saying that in past tense. You were like a second mother — not just to me, but to all of us, the Likers. You had this rare gift of making everyone feel seen, fed, and loved.

I remember how you would never let me leave your house without eating — even when I tried to escape it. You’d smile and say, “You must eat something now, you didn’t come here to fast.” And somehow, I’d always end up with a full plate and a fuller heart.

You had a way of holding people down — not just physically with conversation (though you did that too), but emotionally. You cared deeply. You wanted to know everything — how we were doing, what was troubling us, how you could help.

Your kindness, your laughter, your persistence… they left a mark.
Even during your pain, you were full of faith. You spoke of thanksgiving, of recovery, of God’s goodness. I held on to that — and when I heard you were gone, my heart broke.

I’ve cried. I’ve questioned. I’ve blamed.
But I’ve also remembered — remembered that you lived well, you loved deeply, and you’ve only gone ahead to the place you always talked about with so much conviction.

Sleep well, Mama.
You’ve run your race beautifully.
We’ll miss you always.

Dear beloved children and grandchildren of my dearest sister,

I am writing to express my deepest condolences to you all on the passing of your beloved mother, grandmother, and aunt. She was a shining star in our lives, and her departure leaves an unfillable void in our hearts.
My dear sister, she was a treasure to our family, and her love, laughter, and generosity will be deeply missed. I remember the countless memories we shared, the laughter, the tears, and the countless moments of joy. She was a true sister to me, and I will cherish those moments forever.
To you, her children, I know she was more than just a mother; she was your rock, and your best friend. And to her grandchildren, she was a loving and doting grandmother who loved you all with every fiber of her being.
As you navigate this difficult time, I want you to know that you are not alone. You have each other, and you have us, your family, who love and support you dearly. May you find comfort in the love she shared with you, the memories you created together, and the faith that guided her through life.
My sister may be gone, but her love, her legacy, and her memory will live on in our hearts forever. May she rest in peace, and may we continue to celebrate her life, her love, and her impact on our lives.

With love and support,
Elder Emmanuel M. Udo and Family

Esther you have been a friend ever since we started our carrier together in School of Midwifery Etinan. After that we attended the same school of Nursing in Anua Uyo. Our friendship continued as we had our then boyfriend, who were closed to each other as they both returned home from America. so

I then witnessed your traditional marriage with your late husband, in your hometown. Unfortunately I was not yet married. You and your husband used to keep in contact and encouraging me all the way. Esther excel further in her carrier, but never see me as not equal with her anymore . Many would have stopped as there were in a higher class,but she was so humble till her last day. That is how I see her all along.

13th July 2025, we had a long conversation almost an hour till the connection became poor. In this conversation we promised to meet each other in the states when Esther will be there at her son's graduation. Little did I know that ,this was my last contact with Esther.
Sadly on 21st of September almost at midnight, one of our former mates,confirmed the sad news that I received and my heart was so broken . I cried out loud and my family were afraid that I had received bad news from my extended family in Nigeria. Yes Esther was like my sister. I shall always miss her,but God will surely make us to reunite again in heaven. I am praying that we who are still here would remain faithful, her children,grandchildren and all her family members she has left behind ,so we will meet again as Christ as promised those who believe in him.

Rest in peace. Your memory will be a blessing to us.

Mrs Effiong, you've gone so soon. We miss you so much. You were a gifted manager who was full of compassion towards the sick and the less privileged. You always identified with either those that rejoice or those who mourned.
Our consolation is that in spite of the trials and the afflictions, you were resolute in serving the Lord.
Rest in the arms of the Lord.

Dr. S. Y. Akuh

A TRIBUTE TO AN EXCEPTIONAL AUNTIE:
My family and I, have refused to mourn your demise, because to us you're not dead but only transited to a much peaceful and glorious realm of the Almighty God, our Creator.
The word of God reminds us that, those who lived their lives in Christ, thought they are dead, will live again, that is our consolation.
We rather celebrate the extraordinary Christian life and the legacy of love, peace and kindness you have left behind.
Your ability to continually praise God and your unwaivering faith in the Almighty throughout stressful days of your life, has been an inspiration and your quiet strength in endurance and steadfastness in keeping on, under the circumstances, underscored your unshakable stance in the Lord.
To me ( John ) "Aunty", I cherish you for having touched and bettered my life through the "GEM" you tutored, groomed, polished and handed over to me, from your heart. I appreciate you more in death.
To me ( Ime ), Auntie, I learnt so much from you in my years of staying under your care, knowing the Lord, keeping a peaceful home and raising Godly children, tapping these from you, have made me, a woman I am today, may God bless your soul.
To our amiable AMAZON, who we lovingly referred to as "OBONGANWAN, PASTOR ( MRS ) ESTHER O. W. EFFIONG, we heartily pray, that God bless your soul and grant you eternal rest, until that Resurrection Morning, when we'll ask no questions but will joyfully exclaim "Hallelujah, we've all made it, to the glory of God".
Esiere - o, Aunty, Tim sanga, Yak ukpong fo odu ke emem, ke Enying Jesus Christ, Amen and Amen.
- From THE OBOTS.

Mrs Effiong was my course mate and room- mate at Unilag and we became friends. She was beautiful and brilliant. There is no dull moment when you are with her. She was always laughing, encouraging and ready to help and teach others. Mrs Effiong was a rare breed and she will be greatly missed. May her soul rest in peace.

In Loving Memory of Our Late Uncle’s Wife Pastor (Mrs.) Esther O.W. Effiong
It’s hard to find the words for a grief this deep.
Just about a year ago, we said goodbye to our uncle, Chief Okon Willie Effiong —so full of grace, wisdom, and quiet strength. And now, our Auntie Pastor (Mrs.) Esther O.W. Effiong, whose warmth and presence were a constant comfort, has followed. Two hearts so beautifully entwined in life, now reunited in rest.
They were more than family to us. They were home. Their love shaped the fabric of who we are — their laughter still echoes in our memories, their words still guide us, their absence still stings with every breath.
To lose them both feels like losing pillars we leaned on. But their legacy—of kindness, resilience, and deep, unwavering love—will live on in us and all who were blessed to know them.
Their earthly departure is like losing a part of ourselves. But we hold on to the love they gave so freely, the laughter we shared, and the memories that will never fade. Their legacy is one of deep kindness, quiet strength, and unwavering love.
Rest peacefully, Auntie. Together again, as you were always meant to be.
Forever missed. Forever loved.
Ndito Eka-Ime

🙏💖

Your passion for Sunday school turned every lesson into a celebration.
You taught us not just to read, but to live the lessons—love, forgiveness, and hope.
Your smile was the sunshine that brightened our Sundays, and your prayers were the anchor we could always hold onto.
Thank you for being a guiding light, a patient mentor, and a friend who showed us how to walk in faith.

Keep resting in the blossom of the Lord, where there is no pain and sorrow.
See you mama at the resurrection morning.....

Tribute to Pastor (Mrs.) Esther Effiong

Pastor (Mrs.) Esther Effiong was truly a child of God, a mother, a mentor, and an encourager. She was a great support to our zone in every way. Even in her health challenges, she remained active, contributing through her words, actions, and financial support. She always followed up on everything we did in the zone with genuine interest and love.

When we heard of her passing, we were thrown into deep sorrow and confusion because we knew how much we would miss her presence, her guidance, and her warm heart.

Mummy, we love you dearly, but God loves you most. Continue to rest peacefully in the bosom of your Creator.



Sister Kelechi Anya
On behalf of
LifeCamp Zone

A Tribute to Late Mrs. Esther Effiong Willie
A Light That Still Shines

Some people don't just pass through our lives they illuminate them. My sister-in-law, Late Mrs. Esther Effiong Willie, was one of those rare souls whose presence made everything brighter, whose words made burdens lighter, and whose faith made hope tangible.
Mrs Esther was more than family. She was a beacon of Christ's love, deeply rooted in faith that didn't just talk but walked. She prayed like a warrior and loved like a mother to all who crossed her path.
In her father's home and later in her husband's, she wasn't just present, she was the pillar. Industrious, visionary, always building, always nurturing. She saw potential where others saw problems, and possibility where others saw limitations.
But what I'll remember most is her heart for unity. Mrs Esther despised division. She couldn't stand to see couples in conflict or families torn apart by misunderstanding. She was the bridge-builder, the peacemaker, the one who would sit you down with wisdom and encouragement until hope returned to your eyes.
She didn't just encourage, she believed in you until you believed in yourself.
Her generosity knew no bounds. Whether it was her time, her resources, or her prayers, Mrs Esther gave freely. She accommodated everyone, respected deeply, and was loved immensely in return, especially by her brothers, who saw in her not just a sister, but a guardian angel.
To me, she was the sister-in-law every person wishes for caring, supportive, always there.
The silence she's left behind echoes loudly. But so does her legacy. In every marriage she helped save, every person she encouraged, every prayer she lifted, every home she built, Mrs Esther lives on.
Rest in perfect peace, dear sister. Your work here is done, but your impact is eternal.
Until we meet again at the feet of the Christ you served so faithfully.

"Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall be called children of God." — Matthew 5:9

"EVERYONE WILL DIE; IT'S JUST TIME THAT'S THE DIFFERENCE "

It's been months Since you've gone (Aunty miii) still seek words to fathom this unprecedented reality.
I recall the last day I visited you, we gisted for hours, ate food together, even gave me some gift. I wished I knew that was going to be the last day of our staying together on earth, to gist, ate and laugh....would've stayed with you more and days after. Hmmm! I have nothing to asked of the Lord.
Phil. 1: 21 says "The Lord gave and the Lord has taken away; may the name of the lord be praised" I have also picked from the statement of the Apostle Paul in phil.1:21 " For me to live is christ and to die is gain"
Truly in living, you lived for christ and you gained; you gain in life professionally, religiously and in your family, it's all gain because you believe in the "hope of a better place "
Sleep on my beautiful Aunty!
Peacefully sleep woman of God!
Sleep in the bosom of God Almighty! Till we meet again Amen.
Adieu Aunty mi !
From Ekaette Peterson.

Words can hardly express the pain and shock I feel at your passing. You were more than a classmate; you became a sister, a family member, and a true friend with a heart of pure gold. Your love for God was radiant; anyone who knew you could see how deeply your faith guided every part of your life. I still picture you praying at midnight, lifting everyone’s name before God with such devotion and sincerity. You were a woman of prayer, strength, and compassion, always putting others before yourself.

Your love for your family was inspiring. The way you would stay awake until your child reached their destination safely when they traveled showed the depth of your care and the warmth of your heart. You taught me what it means to love selflessly, to trust God completely, and to live with purpose and joy.

It’s so hard to believe that just the night before your passing, we were talking about spiritual things, about family, about life, and now you’re gone. I miss your words, your laughter, your wisdom. Though my heart aches with your absence, I take comfort in knowing that you are resting in the arms of the God you loved so dearly. Heaven has gained a beautiful soul, and your legacy of faith, love, and kindness will continue to live in our hearts forever. You will always be missed, remembered, and cherished.

Rest peacefully, my dear sister in Christ.

Uduak Udoukpong (nee Uduak Andrew)

Dear Sis Effiong,

The news of your demise was a rude shock to us.
Physically you were not with us, here in Lagos, but always participating in our programs, especially the word(Bible in a year, etc)
Though we are mourning, our consolation is that, we will meet on the resurrection morning.

Sleep on Sister..........

PREVAILING SISTER MINISTRY.
SiGNED : Mummy Blessing Erondu.

Mrs Effiong was a very friendly and kind hearted person. A good leader with sincere character. May her soul rest in peace.

Thank you for loving me like your own...Keep resting moma.

TRIBUTE TO PASTOR (MRS)ESTHER O. W. EFFIONG

From the date the news of the passing away of late Mrs. Esther Effiong broke out to now that I am writing this tribute, about a month or so have passed,yet the crushing weight of that news still hang heavily in the mental clouds of her loved ones and well- wishers. For me it is even heavier and more disturbing as I try to play back the memories of those last moments. Towards the end of August, I had cause to visit the Probate with you in the company of your beloved grandchildren and your dutiful maid. Aside the pains on your legs, there was no sign of any life threatening ailment visible to the human eyes that would have suggested death at the time it came. The news that you were admitted into the hospital created confusion to me especially as I reflected on the condition I met you the last time we met. There at the hospital you told me not to worry that God would intervene as at other times. This assurance was cemented when you told me that the operation was successful and you would soon be discharged. About two days later, your son , Barrister Ikemesit called and quickly concluded that he had come to finish up what we started at the Probate. I was mistaken, instead he gave me another news that I did not expect in my wildest imagination " I have an unfortunate news" he said. It was devastating. A virtuous icon has gone. If at all the vacuum you left would be filled,it will take time. Much as the author of your biography have said to describe who you were and what you stood for all have not been said. You were unique among women. You did not flow with popular opinion but always took position on issues that needed your inputs and most times you prevailed. Your obedience to God, faithfulness in your marriage,the church and commitment to communal services were absolute not partial. You accomplished these much because of good parental upbringing, and fear of God.
You're physically absent today, but your good deeds live forever in the heart of those who crossed your path. Rest on in God, the source of light and grace.
Jeremiah Umoh Esq.

A Heartfelt Tribute to my Long time Friend.
Esther, when we became friends during our freshman year in high school, I never knew that it would span across decades. I can also attest that the young teenage girl I became friends with remained the same person in her womanhood. Our friendship is priceless.
You have a generous, caring, welcoming spirit who can easily interact with strangers as friends.
Over the years we maintained the same style of conversation and laughter. I knew not to get on the phone with you when busy because we were never done after an hour of chit-chat. We talked, laughed, preached, prayed, and reminisced over the similarities of our milestones. Oh, how I miss you.
Our last conversation was while you were in the hospital bed, and it took a doctor who came to assess you for discharge the next day to disrupt talk. My dear, I never knew that was going to be our last call. My heart hurts.
You and I made plans about my visit to Nigeria this December, but here I am to bid you farewell. I wish I had one more chance to be in your presence.
Your departure from this earth will never erase my memories of you. Rest on sister until that glorious morning when the beloved of the Lord shall meet again.
Your Friend,
Eme Idiong Udi.

Mama Kuku, like I fondly refer to you. Even though we didn't get to spend a lot of time together in your lifetime, your love, kindness and joy was felt for a major part of my life through Kuyik and Iyke.

You're a great person and mother, you were a pillar that held nations up. I still remember when you visited us in school and the chicken stew you brought. As little as that 3 to 4hrs was, it should significantly your warmth and love for strangers.

Through Kuyik, I found a friend who was and is still there in time of need. Your legacy lives on Mama Kuku. I have always loved you from the very first time I knew you and I love you forever.

Please fly 🕊️ high and watch over Kuyik for me ❤️. He's my best friend. Goodnight Mama Kuku, we love you forever.

A Tribute to My Beloved Aunty

Today, we celebrate the life of a remarkable woman — my dear Aunty. She was a shining example of strength, grace, and kindness. Her presence brought warmth and peace to everyone around her.

Aunty lived a life of purpose, marked by compassion, humility, and generosity. She had a heart that welcomed everyone and words that uplifted those in need. Her wisdom guided us, and her prayers protected us in ways we may never fully comprehend.

Though she is no longer with us in body, her spirit remains alive in our hearts. We will always remember her gentle smile, her caring nature, and the love she so freely gave.

Rest peacefully, dear Aunty. Your light will forever shine in our memories, and your legacy will continue to inspire us for generations to come.

TO OUR PRICELESS GRANDMA ABUJA

How saddening the thought of not seeing you around again is?! You always made sure your house was our home away from home. You were always welcoming and willing to give, you gifted us with different things every time we visited, you cared a lot about our well being . Our last holiday with you is still very memorable! You ensured there was food and drinks when we visited and staying around you was always fun. While at the hospital You promised you will be back home so that we can come again to spend our remaining holiday with you but it appears heaven needed you more than we did!!! Our hearts ache but we are consoled by the life you lived, always radiating peace, joy, and wisdom. You were a woman of prayer and strong faith in Jesus. In you we saw the Proverbs 31 woman. Thank you for impacting our lives so beautifully. We miss you greatly, but we are glad we will see you again in Heaven.

IKOMOBASI & UNWANABASI EYO

*Tribute to a wonderful colleague, Sister and a Friend.*

Today, we mourn the loss of an incredible woman, late *Pastor (Mrs) Esther O. W. Effiong* who left us far too soon on September 12th, 2025.
Though you were 63, your energy and spirit were ageless. Your kindness, compassion, and generosity inspired everyone around you. As a colleague, you were a shining example of dedication and professionalism as a Nurse. You were at a time the President of Joint Consultative Committee (JCC) of Nigeria Security Printing and Minting Plc and you fought for the rights of workers successfully for two years. An examplenary leader! As a sister, you were a pillar of strength and love. As a friend, you were a treasured companion, always there to lend a listening ear or a helping hand, we chatted and gisted to our pleasure
Your passing leaves a gaping hole in our lives, but your legacy will live on through the countless lives you touched. We'll remember your laughter, your wisdom, your boldness to truth and your unwavering support. Rest in peace, dear Esther. You will be deeply missed, but your memory will forever be cherished.

"Noble" Edet Udeme

Tribute to my dear Friend and colleague-Pastor Mrs Esther Effiong

My dear "Presido" ( my aka for you), it is hard to believe that you are gone. I am still in shock since the day Unyime called me with the sad news of your passing. I had just visited you in hospital a few days before. That last visit, we had gisted and I was looking forward to your full recovery. But alas, we lost you!

We became friends when I joined NSPMC, you were always friendly, warm, brave , kind, reliable and stood for the truth. You showed your mettle in successfully and effectively managing the affairs of the NSPMC JCC as Vice President and President for years. A practicing Christian who functioned as a pastor and counsellor after the rigorous Bible school training. A great daughter, wife, mother, Nurse, manager, friend, counsellor and manager.Your legacy lives on!

It is very painful that you went to be with the Lord at this time but God knows best.
We mourn with your children Ikemesit, Unyime and Kuyik and your entire family and friends. We pray that God will shield and keep your children and family in Jesus name.
To live in the hearts of those who love you is not to die!

Presido, rest in peace in the bosom of the Lord!
By Dr Mrs Chinatu N Ohiaeri

Tribute from your niece

Dear aunty, i wish your where here so that i can tell you my beautiful Stories and i really miss you because when i am wrong you correct me. Aunty you were always there for me, you make me smile when i am sad. You played with me when i felt lonely. Aunty I love you so much.

From your niece,
Dara Aniekan Uudoh

A TRIBUTE .
PASTOR (MRS) ESTHER EFFIONG WILLIE OKON.

The good often blaze like Comets across the sky,
leaving trails of inspiration that linger long after they are gone. Here & now,we gather to celebrate the life of a remarkable person, a sister,wife,mother,aunt, friend & senior colleague at the workplace.
Her life illuminated everything on its path.
I still see your footprints in the workplace the impact on the lives of people who came in contact with you.
There was something of value to take away,
there were valuable lessons learnt.
You had passion for a good cause,you led from the front.
Your voice was a moral compass it carried the weight of the issue,your shoulder was broad and strong enough to bear the responsibility of leading of one of the most dedicated work force I've been privileged to be part of.
Nothing was to be taken for granted or left unattended.
Heaven gained a saint, earth must learn to not have you,
you ran your course,
you breasted the tape.
You will be fondly missed,
but more importantly remembered for what came naturally from you: compassion, empathy,love & fairness, you showed them to all without discrimination. Heaven saw your impact and chose to give rest!
Sleep on,
till the resurrection morning.

Tribute to our Sunday School Teacher.

Today, we celebrate the life of a woman who truly lived for God — a teacher, a mentor, and a faithful servant whose devotion to the Word of God never wavered, even in her final days.
Our beloved mummy was more than a Sunday school teacher; she was a vessel through whom many came to know and love the Lord. Her passion for teaching the Scriptures was evident in everything she did. With gentle words and a heart full of love, she nurtured both children and adults in the knowledge of Christ.

Even when her body grew weak, her spirit remained strong. From her sick bed, she continued to share the Word, encouraging her students, praying for others, and reminding everyone that God’s grace is sufficient. Her unwavering faith, even in pain, was a powerful testimony that true devotion is not measured by comfort, but by commitment.

She taught us not only with her words but with her life — a life marked by humility, kindness, and steadfast trust in God. Like Paul, she could say, “I have fought a good fight, I have finished my course, I have kept the faith.” (2 Timothy 4:7)
Though she is no longer with us in body, her legacy lives on — in the hearts she touched, in the souls she led to Christ, and in the lessons she so faithfully imparted.

Heaven has gained a faithful servant, and we are grateful for the time God allowed us to share with her.
Rest well, our beloved teacher. Your work on earth is done, but your impact will remain for generations to come.

From your......
Sunday School Students.

I thank God for the life of Pastor (Mrs.) Esther O.W. Effiong, whom I fondly call Mama. Mama was a woman full of kindness, wisdom, and a heart that reflected our Lord Jesus Christ.

On two different occasions when I came to Abuja, she opened her home to me without hesitation. She made life easy for me, cared for me, and constantly, till her passing, checked on my wellbeing. She always advised me , with love and most times sternly, like a mother would and truly, she became a second mother to me.

Though mama has finished her race , I rejoice knowing mama rests in the bosom of the Lord. “Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of His saints” (Psalm 116:15).

Your memory mama, will forever be a blessing.
find eternal rest in God’s presence, where there is fullness of joy.

A tribute to my friend and Sister from another mother.
Adiaha ! as I fondly called you,I am still battling to bring myself to terms with the reality of the phone call I received on the 12th September 2025 about your departure from mother Earth.
From the sun-lit streets of our friendship that started in School of Midwifery Etinan in 1980 where we met as Students,we have remained in that friendship that has culminated into sisterhood as Mothers and even Grandmothers.
Your friendship meant a lot to me and indeed to everyone around you because you carried a lot of positivity in you. You were always prepared to sink and swim in good and bad times.
I can't forget the moments we shared ,our secrets, laughter and endless dreams you had always remained a steadfast beacon of compassion and hope through your counsel and intervention. A large and golden heart you had.
Your gentle spirit turned ordinary days into
treasured memories and your warm smile was able to light up even the gloomiest of rooms.
I mourn you today my friend and Sister that we had neither quarreled nor separated for our 45 years of friendship and it was a strong point of respect and honor your late husband had for us but today death has separated us. This Vacuum can never be filled because people don't understand the meaning of true friendship anymore.

I am proud to have associated with this amazing woman of virtue.
A great wife and mother who was never never found wanting in any way.
An outstanding Nurse with impeccable records.
A reliable and dependable friend at all times.
A prayer warrior and a Teacher of the gospel.
I'm happy you served and died in Christ and have gone to have the peace that none else was able to give with stars in your crown.
Though you are gone but in the hearts of those who crossed your path , your memories will remain indelible and evergreen.
“Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of his saints” (Psalm 116:15 )

ADIEU! MY FRIEND AND SISTER TILL WE MEET ON THE RESURRECTION MORNING TO PART NO MORE.

FOREVER YOUR FRIEND,
STATE DEACNS ESTHEROBONGANWAN AYONG (MAEYEN)

A Tribute to Our Dearest Aunty

There are no words that can fully capture the void left by your departure. We are still struggling with the fact that you are gone, a reality that feels both surreal and deeply painful.

As our only paternal aunty, you were so much more than a title. You seamlessly became a second mother to us all. In a world that can often feel distant, you were a constant, warm presence, a pillar of our family. You had a miraculous way of making each of us feel seen, heard, and cherished, as if we were your own children.

Your love was not given out of duty, but from a genuine, overflowing well of kindness. You cared for us immensely, with a generosity that knew no bounds. Whether it was with your wise counsel, your comforting embrace, or your joyful laughter that could light up any room, you showed us what it meant to be family. You were our confidante, our cheerleader, and our safe haven.

Now, in the silence that follows, we feel your absence profoundly. Your departure hunts us all, a persistent ache in our hearts. We will miss you dearly, your stories, your wisdom, the unique love that only you could give.

But while our grief is deep, our gratitude for having you in our lives is infinitely deeper. We will carry your legacy forward by loving each other as fiercely as you loved us, by offering support as you always did, and by keeping your memory alive in our hearts and in the stories we share.

You were a gift in our lives, and though you are gone from our sight, you will never be gone from our hearts. Rest in perfect peace, our dear aunty. You are loved beyond words and missed beyond measure.

With all our love,
Elsie, Inemesit and Imo

TRIBUTE TO OUR DEAREST AUNTY

We, the entire family of Late Chief Edwin Asuquo, deeply mourn your passing. Though our hearts are ache, we take comfort in knowing that the same God who called you home has received you with open arms of love.

Words can never truly capture the beauty of your kind and generous spirit. Yet, we hold on to this truth — death is God’s final gift to humanity, a doorway into eternal peace for those love Him.

To the ordinary mind, Eka Ikemesit is gone. But in the eyes of faith, you have only transited to glory. We are witnesses to the life you lived — peaceful, loving, and filled with grace. You were a wonderful wife, a bridge-builder, a source of unity and wisdom. Your humour, counsel, and warmth left a mark on every that came across you.

You lived as a woman of excellence with godly character — a true example for us all to emulate. We remain grateful for your love, guidance, and the legacy you left behind.

Rest peacefully, our beloved wife and aunty.
Your memory will live on in our hearts forever.

Tribute to a Remarkable Woman

It all started, interestingly enough, with a food carrier bag. I remember seeing it with Ikemesit and asking him several times where I could get one. Of course, it was from mom. That small, random desire eventually became the thread that led me to connect with mom - and what a blessing that turned out to be.

Before I met her, I had already met Unyime and the kids, so in a way I already caught a glimpse of her warmth through them. When I finally met her in person, even the first time at Belanova Apartments, she was warm, gracious, genuinely kind, and welcoming in a way that made me feel immediately at ease. In the few minutes that we interacted, we discussed getting fabric at Wuse market, her work, our conference, and, of course, the now infamous bag, where she promised that I would get one - and I did.

Later on, when we needed a place to park a vehicle donated to our startup organization, she did not hesitate to help. For almost a year and half that vehicle sat safely in their compound - a simple act of generosity that spoke volumes about who she was. Even when we dropped off the car, we spent some time reminiscing with loads of laughter and joy. In those moments, her hospitality and generosity flowed naturally from her - I even got another bag! Little did I know that would be my last interaction with her.

Sadly, I did not get to speak with her again after dad died though I kept meaning to call - one of those good intentions that life's busyness somehow crowds out. I truly wish I had .... Still, I remain grateful for the moments we got to share and the kindness she showed me - even from a distance.

Mama Effiong was a good woman - warm, thoughtful, and quietly strong. You could tell she carried herself with grace and cared deeply for the people around her. Her love and generosity live on in her children and in all the lives she touched along the way.

May her soul rest in perfect peace and may God continue to comfort everyone left behind in Jesus name.

A worthy Soldier of the Cross - Pastor Mrs Esther Effiong

Life is transient! Life is ephemeral!! Life is brief at its best!!!

The song writer, declared in the book of Ecclesiastes Chapter 3..... There is time for everything under the sun.. A time to be born & a time to die.....

My personal engagements with Pastor Mrs Effiong, before her demise, clearly proved to me her love for Jesus Christ.

I learnt from her commitment, faith, perseverance, sacrifice and support for the Kingdom work. In her challenging health condition, Pastor Mrs Effiong remained faithful as a Sunday School Teacher till her transition to glory.

Pastor Mrs Effiong was a symbol of a true Soldier of the Cross, who inspired many & fought even with injuries without giving up.

Today, I pay this tribute to a worthy comrade, who has transitioned to glory, leaving us a legacy of Truth, Faith, Doggedness, love, sacrifice & unfeigned commitment to the Cross of Christ.

Adieu Pastor Mrs Esther Effiong, Rest on in bosom of the Lord, until we meet in resurrection morning.

Odorume Erhovwo I.
Sunday School Superintendent
AGC, Wuse Zone 5, Abuja

I received with shock the sad news of your passing unto glory. I was so sad, but I take solace and strength in the scripture (Psalms 116:15 - Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of His saints) Also 2 Timothy 4:7 YOU have fought the good fight, you have finished the ŕace, you have kept the faith.

You were a teacher, counsellor, mentor, and role model also a mother figure to most of us that worked closely with you. I remembered when I was deployed to work with you, you taught me daily how to handled some sensitive matters in our department (MEDICAL SERVICES ). You will be greatly missed. May the good Lord grant your soul eternal rest. Amen.

*In Loving Memory of Mummy Pastor Mrs. Esther Effiong*

"Today, we bid a sombre goodbye to our beloved Mummy Pastor Mrs. Esther Effiong, a rare gem and a shining pillar of faith in our Women's Ministries family. Her love, kindness, and unwavering commitment to the Lord inspired us all to live a life of purpose and dedication. As a dedicated member of the Marriage Committee and Medical Unit, she selflessly served the church, touching countless lives with compassion, care, and a heart that reflected the love of Christ.

Her daily scriptural inspirational messages were a source of strength, encouragement, and hope to many, and her counsel was sought after by those seeking wisdom, guidance, and solace. Her passion for souls was a hallmark of her Christian life, and her faith was unshakeable, even in the face of challenges. She was a woman of God indeed, whose life was a testament to the power of faith, love, and service.

We take comfort in the knowledge that she has gone home to be with the Lord, where there is no more pain and sorrow. Her legacy will live on in our hearts, and we will continue to draw inspiration from her example of faith, love, and service. As we pray for God's comfort upon her children, family, friends, and the church at large, we celebrate her life and time. Adieu, our dearest Mummy Esther. May your soul rest in perfect peace Amen.

May the Lord of harvest continue to bring forth a harvest of souls in her memory, and may her life be a lasting legacy to all who knew her. Amen.

Mummy Ngozi Uzosike
Women President
For Women's Ministries, AG Wuse.

Tribute to my beloved sister

There are no words vast enough to hold the entirety of my grief, nor are there any bright enough to capture the light you brought into our lives. My heart is shattered, and the world feels irrevocably changed without you in it.

In a family of six boys, you were our one precious rose. You weren't just the only girl; you were the heart of our family. You brought a grace, a strength, and a softness that balanced our world in a way only you could. Amidst the chaos of brothers, you were my sanctuary.

You were more than a sister; you were my closest confidante, my strong support and my best friend. We shared secrets and dreams, laughter that made our sides ache, and a silent understanding that needed no words.

Adiaha Eka, I miss you dearly but I will cling to the memories we built, I will carry your laugh in my heart, your strength in my spirit, and your love as a guiding light.

You were taken from us far too soon, but the love you gave was more than a lifetime's worth. You were a beautiful soul, a radiant force of nature, and a blessing to all who knew you. Rest in the Lord Adiaha Eka mmi!

Your brother,
Elder Ime Udo

It is true good people never lived long. Sister Esther was too good defined and by God's mercies her legacy loves on after her. adieu Sister and may your soul rest in peace.

Dearest Queen Esther the bubbly prayer warrior. It was delight having met you on that trip. We were on the same coach. Checked into same hotel. You always led the prayers. You were so welcoming. It seemed like we all knew each other forever. The pilgrimage was soul searching. We were rejuvenated coming back. Back to UYO, you and Philomena took care of us. Then my husband and I came visiting you at CBN housing in Abuja. Your hospitality was ever so top notch. Thank you. I bless God Almighty for you. Sleep on dear sister and rest in God’s bosom till we meet again. Your legacy lives on!!!

Condolence Message

Dear Barr. Ikemesit Effiong and Family,

I received with deep sadness the news of the passing of your beloved mother,
grandmother, sister, and aunt, Pastor Mrs. Esther Effiong Willie.
Please accept my heartfelt condolences during this difficult time. Pastor Mrs. Esther lived
a life of faith, love, and service, touching countless lives with her kindness, wisdom, and
unwavering devotion to God. Her legacy will continue to shine brightly through the many
hearts she inspired and the family she nurtured.
May the Lord grant you strength, comfort, and peace as you navigate this season of grief.
May her memory remain a blessing, and may the hope of eternal rest bring solace to your
hearts.
You are in my thoughts and prayers.
With deepest sympathy,

Richard Eyo

TRIBUTE TO MRS.ESTHER OKON WILLIE EFFIONG.

The College of Presidents mourns the exit of Pastor Esther Okon Willie Effiong.
As past President of the staff Joint Consultative Committee of the NSPM,she led from the front not by authority but by example, as a remarkable leader she brought calm in storm, built bridges across divide, she spoke with clarity and compassion.
Mrs. Esther O.W. Effiong, was a person who extolled dignity and dialogue, she ensured that every staff member was heard, seen & appreciated.
Her contributions to the welfare of staff and success story of the NSPM can't be told in a few lines, they were the basis of what we are at this time.
Her footprints are imprinted on the sands of time, neither wind, water or any other can wash them away.
It is with a deep sense of lasting admiration of her impactful life,we honour her legacy,we are grateful to have had her where our paths met.

Adieu.

From:
(Past Presidents)
- Aliyu Ahmed
- Bulus Yakubu
- Suleiman Shaibu
- Dawha Yakubu

Signed
Zubeiru Suleiman (President,NSPM- JCC).

Tribute to a Dear, Loving and Compassionate Mother — Mummy Esther Effiong

Mummy, since the day I heard of your passing, my heart has been heavy. I keep remembering the last day I saw you was the day I helped you down the church stairs. I have not stopped thinking about your words of encouragement, your guidance, and the love you always showed to me and my family.

You were truly a mother in every sense gentle, caring, compassionate, and always ready to lift others up even in your health condition. Your life was a blessing, and your absence is deeply felt.

Mummy, I will personally miss you so much. Keep resting in the bosom of the Lord.

From Dorcas Iyalla

'Ekpe okut Owo esie ofiok '

These were always her opening lines of pleasantries whenever we ran into each other all the time.

Today I honor a woman of grace and strength, my beloved matron [ as I would call her ] whose love wrapped around us like a warm blanket. Always willing to fight for the good of others, her gentle guidance, unwavering support, and radiant smile left an indelible mark on every heart she touched.

Obongawan, your legacy of kindness, resilience, and generosity will forever echo in our lives. May we carry forward the lessons you taught us and let your memory inspire us to love more deeply and live more fully.

Rest well, dear Aunty. You are forever cherished and deeply missed.

In our hearts forever ♥️

Eulogy for my one and only sister

As we are gathered today to celebrate the beautiful life of my dear sister, Esther, we are reminded not to mourn as those without hope.
We are comforted as believers with hope of eternal life in the resurrection of Jesus Christ.

May her soul and the souls of all the faithful departed through the mercy of God rest in peace. Amen.

Esther was a radiant soul whose kindness touched many. She had a laugh that could light up a room, a heart that never knew strangers, and a spirit of generosity that inspired us all.

Though her time with us was far too brief than we had expected, the memories she left behind, her daily calls to family members especially the mother, her spontaneous response to other people's needs, the way she always knew how to make us smile—will forever echo in our hearts.

Her courage, compassion, and unwavering love remind us to live fully, love deeply, and cherish every moment.

Rest well, dear sister Esth. You will live forever in our hearts, never be forgotten.

Imoh Max & Family

A Tribute to a beloved Sister/Sister in law

As we gather to celebrate the life of Obongawan Esther O.W.Effiong, I remember a vibrant soul who touched our hearts with her kindness, love, and laughter. Your untimely passing leaves a serious void in our lives, but your memory will continue to inspire and comfort us.

Your warmth, compassion and generousity brought joy to People around you.You were a true friend, a cherished , loving family member and a shining light in our lives .
Obongawan, your legacy will live on through the countless lives you touched and the love you shared with us.

Rest in peace dear sister in-law , you will never be forgotten.

Dr Helen Udo