TRIBUTE FROM OBAAPANYIN ELIZABETH KWANKYE (MOTHER)

The years of our life are threescore and ten or even, by reason of strength, fourscore; yet their span is but toil and trouble, they are soon gone, and we fly away. (Ps 90:10)

Ernest Kwadwo Nyarko, my dear beloved son, I bid you farewell today. It was very hard for me to believe you were gone. You were a great and priceless child to me. If we were allowed to exchange positions, I would have let you stay, and I would have taken your place.I am so saddened by your death because you never gave me a hint when you talked to me that fateful morning. I am, however, comforted by God’s words that say, “Those who lived good lives find peace and rest in death.” It is really true that our ways are not God’s ways, but His ways are surely higher than ours. I pray that the Almighty God consoles me as you rest in His bosom.

Kwadwo, I’m sorry, and I bid you farewell. May you rest in peace. Kwadwo Nyarko, Damirifa due, Due ne Amanehunu. Mema wo Nante Yie.