My dearest pastor Kech, you are a rare gem. As a teenager I began watching Fresh Dew on RSTV/NTA and these were refreshing moments for me as a young Christian. Years later, I was invited to The Carpenter’s Church and I was excited to see my favourite TV pastor and there after, I decided to become a member of TCC. That was one of the best decisions in my life. Listening to the undiluted word shaped my life in different ways. There are many words to describe pastor Kech. She isn’t just a pastor . She is also a prophet, shepherd, counsellor, intellectual, fashionista, friend, mother. She is LOVE personified. A lover of God. This year when pastor Kech heard I delivered a set of quadruplet, she reached out to me and showed massive love. She called to ensure my babies and I were doing well. On her own , she reached out to a professor of Paediatric to ensure my babies are doing fine. She prayed for us, sent financial support, called on church members to go donate blood for my babies when their conditions became very critical. Along the line, I lost one of my babies and just after that, I was about losing another. I called on pastor Kech immediately and she agreed with me in prayers and thereafter, there was a turn around in the medical treatment/ management of my babies that yielded positive result and my babies were then discharged. Pastor Kech didn’t stop showing love to my babies. She also bought baby milk for them in large quantity. I was excited to have her dedicate my babies. She has always declared that BABIES ARE SCATTERING IN TCC. Pastor Kech, I love you and I miss you dearly. I know you are in a better place. I pray that God comforts your beloved husband and your beautiful daughters.

The news of your death was a great shock. I first got to know you on TV (Freshdew) and in person when I became a member of TCC. Your teachings greatly blessed me. Rest in Power Pastor Kech!!

My dearest PK. My Pastor. My Momma. As a young adult trying to navigate life and walk in purpose, I began a journey in search of a word-based church I could call home. I was tired of the status quo at my former place of worship. I was invited to many churches by friends, but when I attended DT2021, right there in that service, the Holy Spirit told me, “This is HOME.” I didn’t know what to expect, but I started coming to TCC – although not consistently at first. Your teachings, simple yet profound, began to transform my life. God used you mightily to pull me out of depression and set me on a path of purpose. I can boldly say that I am a better Christian today because of you. How grateful I am to have encountered you, my Momma. Thank you for wholeheartedly accepting the call of God. My life has been changed through your ministry. Coming to TCC remains one of the best decisions I have made. I now know my identity in Christ, my mind is renewed, and my faith is on another level. My Momma with the stubborn faith! Watching you show up, even in moments where it was clear you shouldn’t have, gave me strength and courage in my own faith walk. I looked forward to you handing me my certificate at my Ekklesia graduation, but sadly that will not happen. Some goodbyes are truly hard, and this is one of them. Adieu, Pastor. Till we meet again at the resurrection. Love always, Ominini.

A Tribute to The Most Loving Pastor My first encounter with you was when I was in secondary school, I was sent home after my school called that I had a mental breakdown, and I kept saying to my parent’s that I wanted to see you. At the time I was this bottled up kid who was constantly bullied. When I got into your office and my parents explained what happened you asked how I was doing and asked what I wanted to be and prayed for me and I sang for you, which was my first time singing to someone other than my classmates who bullied me and you gave me a hug later and told me If I need you to come to my school you would show up and It brightened my mood and I got over bullying and depression and the confession you gave me stuck with me. I became bold and I looked forward to hearing you teach because I got inspiration of who I want to be as a believer. I enjoyed every Teen Talk you taught in and it has shaped me. Pastor you were not just my pastor you were a mother I could run to. This year I got to work with you with the teen church social media and I learnt a whole lot about service and making myself available .I know It’s not the end because I know you are in a better place . Rest on Pastor Kech

My Pastor Kech, my encounter with you turned my life around for good. I was a young man desperately seeking directions. You thought me, pushed me, corrected me and encouraged me. I really really will miss everything about you. I know you are wearing your crown of Glory now, Praise God Hallelujah. Rest on my Pastor Kech, Rest on my Dear Mama, Rest on God’s General.

I am ever so grateful to God for the exceedingly abundant Grace manifested through Pastor Nkechi. The impact of her intense teachings and deep commitment to service has impacted my family and I greatly and we remain so so grateful. Thanks for being a mother in Isreal in all things and exemplary champion of faith.

My darling Pastor Kech, I went into shock and a panic attack when I heard, Am still in shock and can’t stop thinking and wish all this is a bad dream and am going to to wake up and all this would go away. Yes you are in a better place, but it still hurts. Maybe it hurts so much because I was still to get to have a one on one with you where I was going to say a lot, where I was going to say to you, am proud to be your sheep and you my Shepherd. I miss the early morning curtseying in church when your car drives past me. You taught me a lot and built my faith listening and watching you. I still address you in the present because you live on and I say you are such on inspiration and your legacy lives on. I always said to you in my mails that I love you and you’d say same.. Pastor Kech, I love you, and I really and truly miss you, but then, in all this, you’ve run your race, you won and passed the baton to us. Heaven gained an Angel, and we all are winning too. Rest well my MOG Onome Dafiewhare.

My pastor, my mum, my role model, our mother in Isreal , something indeed does not make sense and the mystery of your passing on to glory is one of them but I have made a choice to stay with the things I know that you have impacted us with – which is , God is good and His mercies endures forever . You were everything and more ,a virteous woman of God with a Christcentered life who focused on holding the bible doctrine through word and actions. You were a pillar of strength, a perfect example of faith and love.”your relentless strength even in the face of pain, courage, and wisdom were a blessing to all who knew you. Your kindness, compassion, and unwavering integrity left an indelible mark on our lives.” I am here to celebrate your unwavering faith, selfless service, and the profound spiritual and practical impact you had on my family, TCC family and the body of Christ. My pastor like no other , I will miss you deeply, I will cherish the memories of your life and the positive impact you had on us all. We take comfort that you are now in the presence of He that you served till your last breath. Glory be to God.

Pastor Kech! My sweet name sake. Words fail me. Truly. My childhood memories are filled with me and my big sis, Iheoma having sleep overs with Zoe and Chloe at yours. You were warm, kind, loving and firm. You taught us faith, fellowship, love and contentment. You inspired us to reach for more. Thank you for your service, Pastor. I am glad that I saw you at Faith Feast last year in Manchester and this year. I can just hear you saying Glory be to God! Glory be to God! You said, “ I trust God with my life” It is well. You are in his arms, he has said, well done my General!! With God we do not loose. We gain! It is well! May God comfort your family and provide strength to the church you left behind. Again, it is well.