Curious Silence of Pastor Chris Okotie, a Once Unmissable Voice

On Oregun Road, the gates still open on Sundays and the choir still sings. But the man who once filled television screens now keeps a quieter pulpit.

Pastor Chris Okotie remains Senior Pastor of the Household of God Church in Ikeja, Lagos. At 67, approaching 68, he continues to lead services and marked the church’s 38th anniversary in February 2025. His ministry endures, even if the megaphone has softened.

There was a time when silence did not suit him. Former pop star, trained lawyer, author, political aspirant, he inhabited the public square with operatic confidence. His diction was florid, his presence immaculately curated, his certainty absolute.

Politics, in particular, became his secondary altar. Under the Fresh Democratic Party, he pursued the presidency more than once, insisting divine instruction anchored his ambition. His proposals typically blended theology with a bespoke democratic vision, equal parts sermon and statecraft.

Today, the posture has shifted.

Rather than contest elections, Okotie speaks of an interim arrangement as Nigeria’s corrective path. It is a heterodox stance that distances him from conventional politicking while preserving his reformist cadence.

However, compared to his earlier ubiquity, the contrast is stark. No frequent television appearances. No cascading press statements dissecting fiscal policy or moral drift. The once constant commentary has yielded to deliberative restraint.

Online, Okotie remains present. His “Apokalupsis” teaching series continues on digital platforms, a sustained theological exegesis for devoted followers. The audience is narrower, the tone more cloistered, the spectacle subdued.

This recalibration feels intentional, somehow. After decades of flamboyance, perhaps the instinct now is toward introspection. Public life can be unforgiving, and repeated electoral rebuffs carry their own quiet lessons.

Age may play a role, as may fatigue. Or perhaps influence, once projected outward toward the nation, has been redirected inward toward a congregation that still listens.

In a media ecosystem addicted to volume, withdrawal reads like absence. But on any given Sunday in Ikeja, the microphone still works, the scriptures are still opened, and the man once convinced he would govern Nigeria now confines his prophecy to the sanctuary walls.