Today, I celebrate a woman of substance. My lecturer turned mother. She is an epitome of beauty in and out. A woman who fears the Lord above all else- Prof. (Mrs) Oluwatooyin Faramade OSUNDAHUNSI
She taught me during my MSc programme and as God would have it, she was also my project supervisor. She was on sabbatical leave in my institution at that time. From day one, she related with me like I were her sibling.
The story obviously did not end there.
I, by divine order, registered for my PhD programme in her home institution. I secretly hoped that she would be my supervisor but by the time I was being assigned a supervisor, she was out of the country. I had made peace with being supervised by someone else when I ran into her on the corridor few weeks after I had resumed for my programme.
We exchanged greetings and immediately I informed her why I was there, she asked me who my assigned supervisor was and I told her. To my surprise, she took me to my supervisor and told him she was going to co – supervise me with him. Within a short while they both decided that she should be my major supervisor.
I have had a lot of memorable experiences with her.
However, the one that touched me the most was what she did on the morning of my first seminar presentation. Right there at the entrance of the conference room I was going to present my proposal, she asked for my hands. And then she prayed with me. Speaking God’s Word into my life and taking over the territory. That single incidence left an indelible mark on my heart. I respect her most for her love for God.
She opened her home to me and my entire household anytime we had to sleep over. Her entire family made us feel at home every single time.
God definitely had planned that she would be an helper of my destiny.
It was along the line that I discovered that we hail from the same town. We were born in the same month, with our birthdays only five days apart. She kept a personal Bible study journal throughout her growing up years just like I did. She showed me the ones she used while she was in the university. And the secondary school she had attended was on the street of my father’s house. We had walked the same street without meeting each other. . .
But God orchestrated our meeting.
I am honoured to know her.
I am so proud to be associated with her.
I have heard about wicked lecturers but this great woman is definitely not one of them.
Her strive for excellence is admirable. She is very hardworking and no lazy person can survive working with her.
I appreciate every time she gave me the push to put in my best. I appreciate her sincerity. I appreciate her love.
I see in her the woman I want to be.
I celebrate a worthy mentor.
I celebrate a balanced woman.
I appreciate God for your life dear ma.
May God bless you and all yours beyond your imagination!
Happy birthday ma!