- 57 years old
- Date of birth: Sep 1, 1959
- Place of birth:
- Date of passing: Sep 15, 2016
- Place of passing:
Denver, Colorado, United States
|"He will wipe away all tears from their eyes. There will be no more death, no more grief or crying or pain. The old things have disappeared.” Revelations 21:4|
This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Moses Abam, 57, born on September 1, 1959 and passed away on September 15, 2016. We will remember him forever.
If Considering Giving a Gift ... Donations may be made to the BonJAbam Fund at Wells Fargo bank. Account# 9292848562.
Wake Keeping/ Memorial Services
Date: Saturday, October 29, 2016
Contacts: Ephraim Abam - (201)306-1912
Charlie Abam - (973)444-2158
Maggie Abam-DePass - 917-414-0738
Pandora Abam - 973-885-8215
Jackie Abam - 973-960-5018
Venue: A & M Event Center, 15407 Connie Street, Austin, TX 78728
Date: Friday, November 4th, 2016
Time: 8:00 pm
Contacts: LaFortune Tchagou - (512)351-5805
Jeanne Edith Tiako - (512)694-4464
Viewing/ Memorial Service
Date: Saturday, December 10, 2015
Contacts: Rose Abam - (720) 341-0408
Joe Abam - (303)434-7750
Daniel Abam - (720)209-5625
John Abam - (720)975-3162
Edwin Achimbi – (720)933-0984
Emmanuel Achimbi - (720) 317-0634
"My heart hurts everytime I think of you uncle Mosses, hardly would I have known that when you came to visit us in Maryland it would be for the last time. While I continue to cry because I will miss your presence in this somber place, I find peace knowing you are in a better place. Rest in peace Uncle!"
"When i think of a phrase to describe you, your life and the impact you have had on me and many others its the phrase "By your fruits you are known."
You are the kindest man i know and a father who always made sure I was on the right path.
I remember all the times we talked about school, life and your wise words encouraging me to not give up despite how difficult my journey.
You always knew the right things to say to provide me with comfort and reassurance.
So I have had a hard time finding the strength to re-light this candle which once shone so bright.
Sometimes God picks a flower that's still in full bloom.
Sometimes we feel the flower that is chosen, He's picked too soon.
However, we find peace in your physical departure from our lives because we know there is more wind beneath your wings as you rise high into the sky, and as angels of God welcome you.
We are at peace knowing that in God's heavenly garden,
He has placed you there to Bloom and Blossom
You have changed our lives forever.
Until we meet Again
- Cynthia ABAM"
"Uncle Moses, as I fondly addressed you. From the countless phone conversations we had after I came into your family, I knew I'd met someone with a heart of gold. As life would have it, we only saw each other on a number of occasions, like: in 2011 at the initial BONJABAM meeting in Denver, when you visited me in Alaska in 2013, and when we again came together at Edwin's weeding in Denver. I not only enjoyed every moment of the time we spent together, I cherished the family bond that your fostered amongst us all. As my plans to visit you in Austin never materialized, the next time we would be together was with me visiting you on your sick bed.
For all those times we were together, the fun you created, the laughter you brought, filled every room. I will forever hold onto these happy memories, that triumph over any memories of your struggles on that sick bed.
I hold dear to my heart, Valentines Day of 2014, my fondest memory of you! The door bell rang, and there stood a florist, holding a vase of the most gorgeous bouquet of flowers I had ever seen. The note read, "With Love, from a lover and an admirer." Finally speaking to you on the phone, and thanking you for always caring for your family, it breaks my heart to know that you left us so soon. The shock and heartache of seeing you go through the problems that followed were always so trying, especially because I could only support from a distance in Alaska. Distance was however never an issue with you. You always sent us love and taught the girls many fatherly lessons they've now grown up with. We are forever grateful to you.
It is commonly said, If you want to make God laugh, tell him your plans!
Our plans were to spend more time with you, laugh, and love with you for years to come.
Nonetheless, I continue to thank you for your selflessness, your humility, hard work, wisdom, and unconditional love for your family!
I so loved you, but the Lord did love you more.
You fought the good fight my dear.
Rest In Peace Uncle Moses.
- CONSTANCE ABAM"
"Thanks for all the great time we had. Sincerely hope we will get to meet you soon and continue having fun. May the Almighty God be with you."
Ni Mo, as Achomukong fondly called you, it took us all by surprise when you took ill barely a month after we returned from Cameroon to bury Papa Abam. With hopes that things will turn around, we exhausted the possible options to get the medical attention that you deserved. All interventions could only go so far until our father in heaven decided that it is time time for you to come home to your maker, the giver and taker of life. I am very grateful that the Lord gave us the time we spent together though in a very uninteractive manner for the most part. Just know that I will always love you no matter how long its been since your life came to an end.
My heart aches with sorrow and many tears flowed when you took your last breath. What it means to lose you, no one will ever know. I hold you close within my heart and there you will remain until we meet to part no more. The lessons you taught us about hard work, family unity, kindness and generousity without boundaries will be cherished forever.
You had always been family oriented since I knew you as a big brother. You were a loving and caring brother who will go the extra length to take care of family, friends and even strangers as expressed by the cab drivers I met when I came to take care of you in Austin.
You use to have an eye for a good body figure which accounted for your dropping me off at the park in the 2000s when I just moved here from home to go walk like everybody else despite the unfamiliar environment. Courage from my previous experience enabled me to blend in and it became our routine. You dropped me off at a nail salon where I got my first manicure and pedicure. You didn’t end there. You dropped me off at a departmental store with money to shop for myself frequently when I lived with you, not to talk of buying me the most expensive perfume that I ever used. I can go on and on.
You were so fun of your son Jake that you cannot carry on a conversation for five minutes without talking about him. You used to tell me how you spent time with him doing fun stuff when he was little. My heart really aches that you did not have the opportunity to show and enjoy a father-son relationship now that he can understand. I wonder how that gap will be filled but with God, all things are possible. The bible says we should give thanks to God for everything. We will never understand the why of things but I have faith that God knows it all and he is in control. There is time for everything and so I am comforted that it was your time to leave this world as was the time that you came into the world. I know that you are resting in the bossom of the Lord until we meet to part no more. How we leave this world is not as important as where we are going after we leave this world.
Ni Mo, we loved you but God loves you more.
Rest in Perfect Peace with the Lord."
""My big bro, it like a candle in a wind blowing at all direction and not knowing which way the candle will fall. Bros you left us without a word. If I remember when you joined us here in Denver you said you are not going anywhere and here our hearts are burning with sorrows for the love and care you shear with your family, friends and those you were able to extern a hand of fellowship. If I can recall the last word you said was calling Acho for Jake and never did I think that you will be gone without a word to Jake. Moise, you were bend and broken and as you rest in the lord, let us now give a hand of fellowship and generosity as you did and until we meet again in eternity.
Yours li bro,,
"My dear kid brother, Moses Tibi Abam,
Words cannot express my deep sorrow on receiving news of your departure from here on earth. You were part of me like any other brother and sister that God made us to be. But unfortunately I am going to miss that part of me forever. During my brief visit to U.S I met you really sick, bed ridden and when I returned to Cameroon I lived in the hope that you shall get well and will come to meet me back home but sorry my hope is gone.
In everything we give thanks to God our creator. Now that you are going ahead. You will intercede for us. Greet our parents who had long gone since you are going to meet them and with one more hope that one day I shall join you to part no more. Adieu my brother.
Emmanuel Amunuh Abam, (senior brother)"
"My Dear Ni Mose,
No matter how much I delay to write this tribute, the fact remains that you are truly gone...
Everything happened so fast, from the time you got ill, to the time you answered God’s call. It is hard to believe, and painful to accept, but it’s alright because we know you are in the comforting arms of our Lord, where there is no more pain. Your body may be gone from this world, but your spirit will live on in our hearts forever.
Rest in perfect peace Uncle Moise, rest in perfect peace, until we meet again to part no more.
"Life is truly a journey and we all have different stops along the way. Some stops are brief, some are transient, and others are everlasting. Ni Moses, you got off the journey at your everlasting stop. Though it hurts so bad to know I will never hear you ask me "a beu muh " with a big smile, I also rest easy in the memories of your caring look, and your comforting presence each time I saw you. I will miss you Ni Moses. You were and are my best inlaw. May the Lord welcome you in His Bossom."
"Gone too soon Uncle Moise. I will always cherish you in my heart. Rest Well. Maami Odette"
"God saw that you were in pain and getting tired,
A cure was not to be.
So He put His arms around you
and whispered, "Come with Me."
With tearful eyes, we watched you suffer,
And saw you fade away.
Although we loved you dearly,
We could not make you stay.
A golden heart stopped beating,
Hard-working hands to rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us
He only takes "The Best".
--- Adapted from Anonymous
Dear Ni Moses
It is very difficult for me to write this tribute to you, my big brother and uncle. It seems like yesterday when we all met in Wumfi, to bid farewell to my dad, your brother; after he answered the call to travel out of this world to be with our Creator. As we all tried to make sense of it all, you endeavored to keep the family together; more by your selfless, humble actions than your words. Thank you for the lessons in love, humility and family you thought me directly and indirectly as a brother and uncle.
Growing up in Cameroon, you gave me countless lessons in self-defense, sometimes using Chinese words although you did not speak the language. You taught me and most of our family a lot about soccer. I enjoyed the "Tombel" and "Dimacache" tournaments you organized at home during holidays. I will never forget the week you and I spent at the Monastery in Mbengwi. After morning prayers and breakfast with the monks, it was very lonely but you did all you could to make our time at the Monastery fun. I had a blast making soccer balls using both our socks and competing against you in juggling contests.
After we both left Cameroon as young adults, you did not stop looking after me. Thank you for the driving lessons you gave me in Austin Texas, when I came to visit you as a student. You were also a student, earning minimum wage, but you paid for my ticket to visit you. While in Austin, you gave me driving lessons and helped me find a holiday job. Although I resisted looking for work, I am very grateful you insisted. Not only was l able to return to school with more than enough money to take care of my needs, the lessons in patience, humility and responsibility were invaluable.
Thank you for the surprise party you and my friends in the Denver Cameroon Community organized to celebrate my wedding to my wonderful wife Carole. You travelled to Denver as our surprise “guest” to make the event memorable.
Thank you for embracing Carole and making her feel very welcome into our family. Thank you for giving AJ and Bri tips in soccer whenever you came to visit. Thank you for playing racquet ball with me when you recently visited Denver before you became ill. Unfortunately, I never had the chance for a re-match and my shoulder still hurts from returning your big shots.
Thank you for teaching me through your actions that we are never too young nor too old to lovingly give our time and resources to others.
Above all, I thank God for blessing me with the time I spent with you on this earth.
Rest in peace.
"Moses, may you find some peace, rest, and comfort with the lord. Your gentleness will be missed dearly. RIP!"
"Hi my name is Jake Abam as you all know, Ni moses is my father i was just looking around the internet searching my fathers name and i saw this beautiful memorial page. I read all of you guys comments and they all gave me strength to keep going knowing that he does not have to suffer any more that the pain is gone, he is in a better place. Thank god that i got to see him in the nursing home before he passed. I learned that as i keep playing soccer to think what he did and to keep going forward. so as you go see some of your brothers and sisters just know i'm always thinking about you Love, Jake Abam, your only son."
"Dear Moses (aka. Moise, Ni Moss):
It has been very difficult for me to even imagine that I will write a tribute to my uncle, my brother, my friend, whom I’ve loved very dearly. Growing up in Cameroon, you were a constant part of my life. I still have lots of memories of us going to elementary school together, memories of playing soccer and basketball together and against each other especially when you challenge me to play harder and be the best I could be, memories of us going to the movies and nightclubs together, memories of us daring and walking 20 miles from Bamenda to remote areas of Mbengwi and being chased by cows along the way. I can go on and on and on. My memories of you have one common theme; they’re all good memories. It’s because you were a good man. All who knew you can attest to this. You were a talented soccer player, and could play in any position if you wanted. You were born right-footed, but developed a skill to play as great a left footer as you played a right footer. These traits made you a great footballer/soccer player. When you immigrated to the United States, it was a soccer scholarship that helped you achieve your college degree.
For over several years, you regularly visited us in the East Coast of the United Sates because of your unconditional love of family. Being the kind hearted and generous person you were, you would do anything for the family and always made yourself available to help every way you could.
It was just last year (April 2015) that we were together in Cameroon to bid farewell to my dad, Pa Abam (your brother), and in less than 2 months, you were diagnosed with late stage brain cancer. I like to believe that Ni Moss having brain cancer was something God intended. It formed a bridge within the family, a bridge that extends to our parents, aunts, uncles, nieces, nephews, siblings and friends. Family and friends meant everything to Ni Moss. He believed that family isn’t always blood, and I believe that in our grief and fear following his cancer diagnosis, Ni Moss wanted us to realize that having someone to love is family, and family is where life begins.
Ni Moss, we have lived a great life together with you, but we know that God loves you more and has called you back home to be with Him even though at such a young age. We also know that you’d be with us today if heaven wasn’t so far away. As we celebrate your life, we will always remember the value of family love that you showed us. We know that the passage of time will not heal the memory of your passing, but because you have left behind a son, we must carry on and hold his hand, guiding him and showing him the love and affection you taught us how. As you journey home to be with The Lord, guided by your faith in Him and by the light of those that have gone before, you will forever be in my heart. Have a wonderful sleep until we meet again.
Miss you dearly,
"My dear brother, My Papa,
I st[ll don't believe you've gone to be with the lord. It really tears my heart, you'll forever be missed on earth . We shall meet again to part no more. I know you are in a better place with the Lord, oh! my brother I'm lack of words, May your rest in perfect Peace. Love unconditional. Your sister, Cordie Fondo."
"So sad to know this night that Night Ni Moise is gone to be with the Lord. Am from Austin myself. Got to know him through my big Cousin Adam Sule when he came visiting us and we fondly became close. Been in Austin looking for a good Presbyterian Church to attend and he invited me to Presbyterian church Altorf and I gracefully loved and attended this church until I relocated to Houston. Am really sad that after I learned he was sick, I never had the time to visit until he moved far away to colorado. He will be greatly missed. Ni moise, you have actually fought a good fight and may your kind and gentle soul rest peacefully with the Lord until we meet again. Adieu"
"My Dear Uncle Moses,
Before I was conceived, you left already for the states and I only saw you once when uncle Sam died. Little did I know that was the first and the last time I will ever see you again. For the short time we spoke, I concluded to myself that you were some one of good faith. Your passing away is a big lose to us though I believe God's plan for you is the best. As you rest in the peace and bosom of the Lord, may you always remember that we will love you till we meet again. PEACE. AMEN!
It's really hard to believe my ears.
Whatever that goes up,, must come down.
I keep seeing you. Be happy where you are.
We'll meet someday. The love remains eternal.
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