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What Her Children & Family Will Miss About Her
Last week, the remains of Pastor Ann Jacobs (Nee Martins) was buried in the US. She was born December 19, 1950, to the family of late Chief Stephen and late Alhaja Ajoke Martins. Ann confessed to Christ and was baptised very young as a Catholic. And later joined the C&S Church Movement Ayo Ni O Surulere, Lagos in the early 90s.
She attended St. Mary’s Catholic Primary School and later attended a Convent Secondary School. She later did a certificate course in Computing and Data Management. She married late Senior Magistrate Abraham Olufemi Jacobs, who passed on to glory in 1980. They had beautiful and amazing children: Cynthia Oluwawemimo, Sylvia Oluranti, and Sylvester Oluwarotimi.
Ann later had more adopted children who were successful in their respective chosen careers. She used her computer expertise to work at The Nigeria Port Authority (NPA) for years until her first retirement. She had a good amount of Computer and Technology certifications whilst at the Nigeria Port Authority.
Because of her quest to train her children to the level of success that they are today, she proceeded to extend her skills by gaining employment with the Department of Petroleum Resource (DPR). She worked under the Inspectorate Division throughout her years until 2006 when she finally retired.
Ann relocated to the USA in 2015. She had spent the last eight years of her life looking after her grandchildren, building a robust relationship with Church Brethren, friends, and loved ones.
Her memories will forever be cherished by her grandchildren, sons-in-law, daughters-in-law, sisters-in-law, brothers, sisters, nieces, nephews, cousins, families and relatives.
What does her children and family members feel about her. “You’ll forever be remembered. I love you, but God loves you more. Good night sister mi.”
– Shola Martins
I don’t even know what to write about you, Mom. Your death came as a rude shock that I can’t believe that years from now. I won’t be able to see you. You’re my guidance angel, my support system, and the one that I lean on. You shoulder my pain and struggle more than my very self. You’re my strength and best friend. I lost it at the emergency room when I noticed things aren’t going well. Even the medical practitioner couldn’t hold me down. You left a vacuum of 40 plus in my heart that will be very hard to vacuum out of my system even in the life of my kids. Your love towards humanity is second to none. You are the best wife, mother, sister, Aunty, nieces, and cousins, anyone can ever dream of. You are absolutely one in a million. We will forever cherish you and continue to live with the legacy that you left behind. Very respectfully.
– Cynthia O. Jacobs Aderoju.
You were such a wonderful Mother, and since I was little, you have held my hand and instilled morals, values, spirituality, and self-worth. You lived to give me the strength and determination to follow my dreams. Even if my dreams appear unattainable, you always tell me, Ranti, nothing is too hard for God. When I faced the ordeals of life as young as I was, you were always there for me; when I felt pain and sorrow, you were my rock. You were there to heal my broken heart through your words of encouragement. You helped me build character and integrity. Even when I wanted to avoid hearing it, you still gave me the right advice that has never steered me wrong. You have always had my best interest at heart.
Mom, you were a smiling wisdom and an Angel called Mother. You took the race of widowhood at a very young age and were the perfect guide for my siblings and me. You were the only inspiration we had. Especially since you taught me how to pray from a very tender age, I could remember how our home was a church every night at 9 p.m., letting us know that the only way to be human is to know God. My Mother, you knew God, and He knows you, and I am happy that you made heaven. When I made jokes about you being a widow, you quickly laughed and said, “Jesu lo ko Opo.” Thus, we wanted you to be by your Jesus that you so much believe and trust in. If not for you, Mom, I do not know where I would
be today. The training was hard, but it was needed, and it is right, for I would have gone so astray in life. I saw that you waited this long only for me to be happy again and have your grandson, Miracle. I will miss you every day: Mother’s Day, your Birthday, Valentine’s Day (Love Feast Day), Thanksgiving Day, and Christmas Day. In fact, on all occasions, you will forever be missed. Miracle just mentioned, Grandma, I will miss your Akara. I wish I knew how to make this, but now I must learn how to make akara. Mom, I missed how you pampered me, kissed me on my forehead, and talked to me as a friend, sister, and daughter.
You never said no to helping people. I would always find people on the streets of Lagos just because I heard they don’t have where to live. All you would say is Ranti, is that what you want,
and I will say yes, mommy. You would clothe them and pay their school fees, yet you were a single mother. You taught me how to give without thinking about what would be left. You would give your food to an Aboki and turn your hunger into a wet fasting. God, what else can I say about a rare gem like you? It still baffles me that till you departed this world; you never asked me why I chose the man I married. Instead, you embraced him and showed him more love. He quickly became your closest gist partner. I heard so much about you from him, and it’s so painful that I was not in the picture of your last 90 days on earth. I was thinking in my head I will see you shortly to ask you to make me some spicy efo riro. But God knows best, my Angel. I will forever miss you.
– Ranti Jacobs Agbaminoja
It always seems like we have all the time in the world, only to realize how fleeting it really is.
I wish we had more time to do and say the things we saved for later, which, along with you, is gone forever. I promise to keep you alive in my memories. You were more than just a parent; you are MY MOTHER! Rest in peace.
– Sylvester O Jacobs
Mummy you were a rear gem and have known you for 42 years, you took me like your own sister and showed me love. You fought for me whenever we had disagreement which did not always happen. You always pray for us and share ur experience of life, whenever I spoke to you, yoy always call me Irate and Dudu ma dan. I did not know I will see you for the last time when my husband and I came for Tayo and Ranti’s wedding, you were happy to see us and dance with your brother, shed tears and laugh. You even see us off when returning back to London, my husband called you on Saturday the 2nd of September in the evening and both of you talked and I also joined in. You said something on the day that “this is not what I ask from the Lord Almighty” but for you to live long. Adieu mummy, no more pains but resting with your father in heaven, love always.
– Mrs Ireti Martins
Mom, you came into my world 8 years ago and changed my beliefs, orientation, and attitude about life. You taught me things I never knew and made me realize the purpose of building a home. I am most grateful for asking for your daughter’s hand in marriage last year. Now I realize when you say procrastination is not a good attitude. I would have lived to be unhappy with myself if l had missed doing that before you were called. I will keep up with all that you have taught me in a short while: to love without questioning, to keep integrity, and always be prayerful. You were not my mother-in-law. You were my mom, and I know you made heaven, which gives me joy. Your Legacy I promise to keep till we part no more, Mommy. My best friend is gone in the flesh, but you remain in my heart forever.
– Omotayo Agbaminoja
You were the mother I received the day I married your son and I just want to thank you, mom, for the things you have done. You have given me a gracious man with whom I share my life.
You were his lovely mother, and I his lucky wife. You used to put his little head on the pillow, and now I hold his hand. You raised in love a little boy then gave me a man. Sleep well, my precious mom Jacobs.
– Cecilia O Jacobs
My mother, Pastor Mrs. Ann Jacobs, was an inspiring soul who was always there for those in
need. Her open home and warm hospitality made everyone feel important. Her kindness, generosity, and warm smile touched us deeply. She embraced us, making us feel cherished and valued. Her love was boundless, and her grace, unmatched. She enriched our lives, teaching us the true meaning of family and unconditional love. Though she may be physically absent, her spirit lives on in our memories and the lessons she imparted. Rest in peace, Maami Jacobs. Your legacy of love and kindness will forever light our ways.
– Stephen Bode Olanrewaju
