My Tribute to Pastor Zacchaeus Aderemi Omotayo

To start from my own life, I came to you as a frustrated person, distressed and indebted like David in the Cave of Adullam. And the Lord used you to put my life in order. I became one of your favorite Pastor, always caring for me. In the church many came, you gave them money to start business, as a seed to sow, some wasted the money received on riotous living. They came back as a prodigal son and you still received them back and prayed for them.

In the Ministry, many came with bareness and they became mother of children. Those that have been condemned, that they would not amount to anything became men of Valour. What can I still say about you? At your rebuke, demons tremble. Your utterances made heaven to open upon people under your ministrations.

When you were sick, I was asking God, why? The answer came as Jesus appeared unto you, that you are one of His warriors, you have laboured and your mission was fully accomplished. The courage came to me and that was the last time you prayed for me. While we are crying, heaven rejoices over your coming back home. May you continue to live in the bosom of your Heavenly Father.