Tribute in Honor of Baba Olutola

I am very grateful for the privilege I have to write this piece in memory of Daddy; a man I grew up knowing as a father. I write this with a heavy heart, but with an overflow of love and gratitude because our loss on earth is a celebration of the homecoming of a saint because Christians who run the race to the end don’t die, they sleep

1 Thessalonians 4:13 (NKJV) But I do not want you to be ignorant, brethren, concerning those who have fallen asleep, lest you sorrow as others who have no hope.

Baba was a grand oak, stout and illustrious, whose roots penetrated deep, and branches reached for the heavens. He was a beacon of strength, a steady rock in the tumultuous seas of life. His wisdom and studious nature illuminated the path for many, and I am one of those he guided through both calm waters and stormy nights.

Baba was a pillar of strength, an indomitable soul whose spirit echoed the resolve of mountains.

Baba was very futuristic and an unselfish leader. I’ll mention just two out of many encounters that I experienced with him.

  1. I remember in 2006, when he enrolled as a student for a Leadership and Management course at the Harvard University in Massachusetts USA, I asked why he was still doing all the studying at his age, and he replied “the only way to remain relevant in life is to keep updating your knowledge. Learning is a lifetime demand”.
  1. When he wanted to retire as the Chairman and President of TACN, I really wasn’t in support of it because I thought the Church could benefit more from his knowledge. I suggested that he should just try to manage his schedules and energy more efficiently and rest more; but he replied me saying “ son, let me retire now so that others can also come and contribute their own part in growing the church.

Baba and my father had been friends for over sixty years, and he was a faithful and selfless companion. His loyalty knew no bounds, and his kindness touched my life and everyone in my family

Baba had an unwavering determination that was infectious. I was privileged to become much closer to him in the last 25 years and the wisdom he imparted to me is beyond words. He was my second father and confidant

As we bid him farewell , let us carry forward his legacy of strength, wisdom, and compassion. Though he may no longer walk beside us, the spirit of his love and strength will live on in the hearts of all who had the privilege of knowing him.

Daddy, rest in peace!

Your son,

Pastor Segun Abugan

California USA

Author: Pastor Segun Abugan