Sekondi-Takoradi eulogises Obaapanin Ama Sarfo-Ababio

* Fr. Lamaire condoling with the bereaved family

The Catholic Diocese of Sekondi-Takoradi 

has paid glowing tribute to the late Obaapanin Agatha Ama Sarfo-Ababio for her dedicated service, exemplary leadership, and support to the growth of the Church and the entire Diocese. 

Very Rev. Fr. Francis Kofi Lamaire, Vicar General of the Diocese who presided over the memorial and thanksgiving Mass for the late Obaapanin Ama Sarfo-Ababio and her son Kwame Sarpong Sarfo-Ababio at the St. Matthew Catholic Church, Tarkwa extolled her devotion to the Catholic faith and commitment to the growth of the Church.

“She was a mother to the Priests in the Diocese and beyond” he stated, adding that “most of the Priests, Religious and faithful could attest to her care, support and generosity”. 

Preaching the homily, Fr Lamaire noted that as the Church awaits the coming of the holy spirit, the faithful should continue praying for the Church and for more people to convert. 

To be effective witnesses to Christ, the Vicar General reiterated the need for Christians to personally encounter and know Christ, to proclaim goodness to the world. 

“We cannot witness to Christ without knowing him” he stressed. 

Stating that Christians have the responsibility of making Christ the centre and focus of their worship, Fr. Lamaire charged the faithful to remain steadfast in their faith, stay united, and focus on Christ at all times. 

While condoling with the bereaved family, the Vicar General recounted the faith and enthusiasm of the late Mrs. Ama Sarfo-Ababio, her commitment, and dedication to the St. Theresa of the Child Jesus Society. 

He said it was not surprising that after joining the society in 1992 at the St. Matthew Parish, Tarkwa Branch, Obaapayin rose through the ranks to become the National President of the Society in November 2011. 

Similarly, at a thanksgiving Mass after her burial at the St. Martha Catholic Church, Antoa in the Konongo- Mampong Diocese, Rev. Fr. Michael Owusu, Parish Priest of the St. Matthew Parish, Tarkwa urged the bereaved family not to fear but to stand firm in faith and believe in Christ Jesus. 

He urged the family to stay united and keep praying just as the Apostles did when they were awaiting the coming of the holy spirit.

A tribute by the St. Theresa of Child Jesus Society celebrated the unique leadership style and keenness of the late Obaapanin Sarfo-Ababio, who they stated was committed to the ideals of the group, as well as her passion, foresight,t, and contributions that made the society an exceptional and attractive one in the Dioceses and to those in the diaspora. 

Besides her immense contributions to the growth and development of the St. Matthew Parish, Mrs. Ama Sarfo-Ababio served on the Parish Pastoral Council (PPC), Harvest Committees, and Laity Council among others. As a staunch member of the Knights and Ladies of Marshal, she was elevated to the rank of the Past Grand Lady of the Order. 

Prayers were said for the family and the repose of the soul of the late Obaapanin Ama Sarfo-Ababio and her son Kwame Sarpong Sarfo-Ababio.

In attendance were scores of Priests and religious as well as a high-powered delegation of the National Council as well as hundreds of members of the St. Theresa of the Child Jesus Society who attended the funeral and thanksgiving Masses. 

Others included the Knights and Ladies of Marshal, the faithful of the St. Matthew Catholic Parish who attended the Mass, relatives, friends, and well-wishers. 

The family expressed gratitude to the Priests,  Religious, and well wishes who journeyed and supported the family during their moment of grief. 

 

On Second Thoughts

Often time it is said that what is done is done and cannot be undone. It also said what is gone is gone and what remains remains.
But on this emotional depth seared into every page of our lives, the line between right and wrong looks vague.
And though discretion is the better part of our valour,
We see how democratization subtly contributed to the demonization of our long-cherished values of human dignity.
But on Second Thought, it occurred to me we possess in abundance the spirit of sensibility, sensitivity, and integrity.
On second thoughts I realise we still have the attitude and ability to make sound choices.
On second thoughts, it is evident our struggles and prosperity drive is stealing our attention from the essential part of life.
On second thoughts, maybe we should pray for humble hearts to decern the essence of our mission here and to diligently live, learn and love.
TGIF. Greetings
©KYB ✍🏿12/05/2023

Dear One,

Dear One,
I trust you are awake like the sunlight and doing well.
Alighting from a night bus the other day, some memories flooded my mind. One of them has to do with change.

A year ago, Yes! You are right to call it yesteryear or yesterday, things happened that altered our lives.

A year ago, some growth took place.
A month ago, we heard about some development.
A week ago, something new was created.
A day ago, a new trend is evolving or emerging.

Whether we are aware of it or not,
Whether we are consciously seeing it or not,
Or whether we feel sensitive, emotional, or indifferent about it, chances are that the processes necessitating these changes in days, weeks, months, and years live.

And sometimes though some people are not always right, and the fact that we may all have different perspectives about things should make us reflect more on our actions.

Even as things change over time,
With time we realize the need to learn more about human nature and our mission here.
Recognizing our frailties and doing our part enhances the eternal processes of our essence.

This is why, we have to prioritize our dignity and self-respect, even as we strive to cultivate inner peace on this journey.

And as you question the reason for this season, please be reminded that you have a beautiful and great soul, so be the reason for your smiles.

Kindly wipe your tears and sweat, relax over your anxiety and fears, and smile for yourself, for me, and for your loved ones.

Be kind to yourself by taking care.
I wish you well. Greetings
©KYB ✍🏿10/05/2023

We Remember

Of the state of a stage and the stages within these spaces, there are memories we remember.
We remember their skills and their willingness to help.
The rudiments of learning the arts and building bonds with others we remember.
The transfer of their knowledge and traits to their children blesses them with the attitude to excel and thrive.
Of the familiar stories and many mixed moments, we remember.
Their presence and passion within their communities are well-known beyond the thoughts that we remember.
To those who walked here a while ago, we remember your deeds in the adventure of each day.
To those whose fond memories we carry, we remember in the embers of the moment.
We remember the challenge of continuity.
We remember the duty to keep living.
Greetings from me to you.
©KYB ✍🏿08/05/2023

After the Sunset

It wakes gradually with the warmth of hope and life.
It passes gently with the temperance of the temperature.
And it strolls sluggishly as if nothing was at stake and yet,
Travels the miles with smiles to embrace another sunset.

The sunset after the dazzling breath of daylight,
Is a familiar one that visits in the measure of days.
And after the sunsets, the heartbeats tenderly,
Recalling ripples of nostalgic soft memories of gratitude.
While watching the flicker of light following the sunset,
Be sure to keep your hope alive and stay calm.
Greetings from me to you.
©KYB ✍🏿07/05/2023

TWO DECADES AGO

 

It's been 20 years now,

It's been 608 months,

It's been 140 weeks,

Yes, it's been 7,300 days already,

When I kiss the hard floor,

When I licked the face of luck.

It was on mild Friday morning.
The generous breeze was graceful to breath and breath some freshness into the air.
So sitting under that Indian Almond Tree, in front of the house at Sahara Down, Dansoman, was a harmless move. This was after taking some hot rice-water.
But yielding to the temptation to climb the tree and receive more breeze, marked the beginning of the inevitable fall. I climbed the tree with a reluctant energy and some nerviness. Though the feeling was a bit awkward, I resisted the urge to climb down after elevating my height. I brushed off the feeling, and picked a cool spot to relax and receive more fresh air.
However, my restless eyes sighted a fruit and I momentarily decided to pluck it without calculating the risk involved in getting it. 

In the process of crawling and stretching my hand to pluck the fruit over the slim branch of the tree, least did I expect the branch to break. It was a subconscious fear that triggered the whole feeling but I cared-less. The branch broke from the main trunk of the tree and in a split second I crushed landed with the leafy parachute on the ground.

The pain was excruciating. Both hands got fractured and there I was, looking more restless. The emergency service that followed from Bechem Clinic with referral to Korle-Bu Teaching Hospital was handy. The remaining story is history.

However, I remember the care,the support, the goodwill and empathy and sometimes sympathy. It was great. I was overwhelm with the support after the amputation.
The change was not easy, but the process was worth it. I know it cannot be the same but the zeal to continue, the inspiration to keep going, and the concern for me has been great. And I am highly thankful.

Life is somewhat a comical theatre of many intricate interlacing scenes of experiences, but we live.

Love remains that tiresome duty that tickle its adherears' emotions, to wake the painful beauty of childhood feelings, provoke the adolescent male's adrenaline delight and elevate the multiple mix yearnings of the young female, yet we live.

It's still a happy tune entertaining my memory of barely two decades after the fall.

But in the arms of this account, is a near treat of a missive death.

Yes, death I mean.

But Death is another story to tell someday.

It's another memory to share sometime.

For now, what I have become,

For the gift of walking in this talking sunshine,
Please tell God of my deepest appreciation,

Duly tell our people, I am eternally grateful.

Do tell them I'm still trekking to that destination.
Do tell them I'll soon be there.

For the man I want to be,
For the human being, I want to be,
For the brethren, I want to be,
For the friend I want to be,
I only desire to CARE for and respect all.
I dream to inspire many.
I live to breathe courage.
May God bless our souls on this sail.

Thanks

Yours me 

(First published 13th February 2018)