- 57 years old
- Date of birth: Sep 1, 1959
- Date of passing: Sep 15, 2016
|Let the memory of Moses be with us forever|
"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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