I was tongue tired and motionless when i heard of his demise. Job was extraordinary. In words and deeds. I worked with him in the church office as a volunteer amd then as a Clerk of works for the PIWC Atomic Auditorium project in 2017 for six months. Deacon Job!!!! We always shared our challenges amd he was always there to support my work. He holds the memory of the PIWC ATOMIC ASSEMBLY. Child naming, funeral arrangements,all other documentation concerning the church. He was the Institution and the Institution was him. Rest well Soldier!!!

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Out of your kind heart, service to God and Love for us, you embarked on a journey that many people would have all reasons to stay back. You went without complaining and on the way, God in His unquestionable will, decided to take you away from us. He alone knows why he allowed you to be taken in such unexpected manner – we mortals don’t understand but can’t question God. We will forever remember and cherish your sacrifice for mankind. Rest well in the bosom of the most high 🙏🙏🙏

My Apostle, as I affectionately call him and he will respond “ Apostlewaa or Ogi” . I am deeply saddened by the passing of my dear friend, Dcn Job , a true servant of God and a man who touched many lives with his kindness, humility, and unwavering devotion. You lived a life of purpose, always putting God and people first. Your legacy of love and service will live on in my heart. May your humble soul rest peacefully in the presence of the Lord.

Deacon Job’s passing came as a great shock to me. He was a truly humble and respectful man, always focused, always on the move, and deeply committed to his work. His presence in the church was so constant that I often joked he must have been given a room there to sleep in. He would greet me with his familiar words, “Osorepanin, have you come?” a simple phrase that now carries so much weight and warmth in my memory. Deacon Job was a friend to the media ministry, and we will dearly miss his support, his dedication, and his gentle spirit. Rest well, Papa Job.

Deacon Job was one of a kind.He never gets angry, he never cave in under pressure. He will get the work done. May you rest well with the Lord your maker.

Dear Dcn Job, you served us till the final moment when you surrendered your breath to the maker. I salute you and will forever hold multiple memories of your impact in my life. You quickly noticed me when I first came to join the PIWC-ATOMIC and you called me Asafomaame or sometimes dcns with a warm smile. You were always my ‘go-to-person’ when I needed any assistance for duties in Macedonia or Afghanistan Assemblies. I could call you anytime and you always opened your doors to me. I am very privileged to be with you till your last breath on that cold, lonely street. You served me by pouring water on my hands to eat and I wondered what sort of man you were to help us wash our hands. That very last moment of service and your tireless effort to see us safe was amazing. Thank you for serving me even at the last breath. Rest daddy.

Everybody’s Dcn Job, if serviceable was a person. I believe he had everyone’s number in the church and notices when you aren’t in church because when he sees you, he will go like Jois you were not in church last week. I remember when someone’s mum died and you ask him to write your name for Kwesi’s funeral, he will always go like Kwesi isn’t dead it’s his mother’s funeral. Awwww journey well Sir

Samuel. I am not a member of PIWC Atomic but he was usually one of the persons I met any day I was there. He was very welcoming, ever smiling and very humble. He was always rendering services to all manner of persons. May his soul rest in peace.

I am not a member of PIWC Atomic but he was usually one of the persons I met any day I was there. He was very welcoming, ever smiling and very humble. He was always rendering services to all manner of persons. May his soul rest in peace.