SOOTHING WORDS FROM MAKAFUI ON HER MOM'S DEATH.

Mama is what we all called her, because that is who she was. She loved, loved and loved again alas leaving nothing for herself. Mama did not care what it cost to love.

Yes, she was only human as we too are. We quarreled, we yelled, we cried, we threatened and so did she but nothing could break the spirit of MAMA.

We spoke on Saturday. She gave me an unusual call first thing in the morning. She would not say a word to my husband. Her only words were, 'can I speak to Makafui, get my daughter to call me, it is urgent'

Usually, I would not have called her immediately, but as God will have it, I called her first thing when i got up from bed.

She said, 'I am in a great difficulty and I cannot explain it but I need you to pray for me. Ask your priest to say a mass for me on the 3rd Friday of every month - the day of Perpetual Help and ask Eli, Woedem and Akpene to do the same'. I encouraged her as usual, we shared some sarcastic jokes about her being like a 'stubborn child' to us her kids. She was HAPPY. I promised her based on the word of God (not mine) that she will live to see us all back at home with her grand kids and there was going to be a big celebration. She will live in the house she was so much anxious about. And it will be a monument after her own desire. NONE of us (kids, husband, siblings, church, friends, etc) from our human resources (money, time, emotional support) could have offered her what she yearned for. It was beyond physical, she yearned for everlasting peace, love, joy, hope; an everlasting HOME. Only God could and that is what he has given her now.

So I thank God for calling her to rest. And even though HE left us without a Mother to call MAMA, I would rather HE has her now. I mourn because I will not hear her voice again nor will anyone remember my birthday, that of my husband, the grand kids and every single anniversary there is. I will only remember her memory on these days.

Though we wish she had been called in a more opportune time, God decided his daughter had had enough. Her life was worth more to him than it ever meant or would ever mean to any of us. We could not offered her anything to appease her restless spirit. So it must be that at last, her soul never did seem to find rest until now, when she rests with her maker. Indeed our souls shall never rest, until they rest in HIM too.

Mama, so we will definitely be having that party. We will celebrate your life and all that you have given. Though we had nothing to offer you, We were glad to call you MAMA. You loved Jesus and he loved you too. May he be the one to keep you forever.

Bye Mama. We will see you again soon, soon, soon in God's appointed time.