An Estimable Eulogy of a Distinctive Man - by Sonia Kah Tita (as to be read on funeral)
Thank you all immensely for being here today. It is a great honor to be back in St Peter and Paul Cathedral, in the pulpit of our great priests, to pay my respects to one of its disciples Bah Tita Robert, a father of all, a provider, a brother, a friend, a water walker, a prisoner of hope – a man whose faith was tested again and again to produce a man of pure joy, unbreakable perseverance, and of unique principles.
I might cry a little, but I want to assure you that these tears are rooted in HOPE, TRUST, STRENGTH, PEACE and FAITH. After all what is faith if it does not endure when we are tested the most. A great man once said, “To mourn is not to fear, to grieve is not to accept defeat” So regardless of what you see today, I am joyful…for in Isaiah 61:1-3 our God is near to the broken hearted, a God who bestows on us beauty for our ashes, oil of joy for our mourning and a garment of praise instead of despair.
There is much to learned in the Bible from the great men and women of faith who walked the earth before us; Two of these individuals with remarkable lives are Peter the rock of Christ church and David the man after God’s own heart. Interestingly All of these great men of faith failed. Yes! they failed in tremendous ways, Yet David is termed as a man after God own’s heart. And that speaks to me personally, if not to every one of us here today. And I can dare to say without any fear of contradiction that daddy was a man after God’s own heart. I know some of you are wondering hmmmm Tita Bob? Yes! Yes, he was. Oh, if you encountered Ni Bob, you would know he was the one Jesus loved …what a lucky man! And if you know him even more you will know he had extreme strengths; He was generous, loving, kind, selfless, gentle, understanding, slow to anger, a manifold of these virtues. And just like every other human he had weaknesses, some of which we might even categorize as extreme. Notwithstanding, he was a man after God’s own heart. My dear uncles and aunties, brothers, and sisters, it takes a lot of strength, courage, trust, hope and faith in God and lack of despair in oneself to believe that in-spite of yourself, you are God’s own and to receive the mercy that is made available to us believers in Christ. And that! is what I believe steered the wheel of Daddy Bob’s life. He frequented daily masses, and what I see here is a man such as Centurion who spoke the words “Lord I am not worthy but only say the word and my soul shall be healed” That! was a son who recognized before God, maybe not man …that he needed mercy continually to live, to keep on keeping on.
He had a unique encounter with every one of us here today. And we individually know how we felt after each encounter. I could go at lengths to talk about him; how successful he was, how he provided for the people God placed in his care, but preferably unquestionably I will say he prayed fervently, spoke fearlessly, he gave abundantly, he worked intently, and he loved unconditionally, …sacrificially. He is a rock on which many of us are built upon. He once told me of how during his childhood he sold cocoyam to pay his fees. He came from nothing but left us lacking in nothing. He worked diligently to give us the life we have today, not only us the kids but the people he loved. When life threw battles along the way, one thing I could take away after each encounter with daddy was reassurance. In any situation one could see a dead end, daddy would see opportunity. He knew it was never over while he was still under the sun. You go to him for counselling and leave filled with solution; You go to him with worry and leave filled with hope. He was a survivor, a water walker who in the face of all adversity will always dare to step out into the unknown like Saint Peter.
He thought us not only to survive but to thrive… to press on to what lies ahead. Even on his dying bed while he asked me to keep peace, I still saw a joyful man, able to crack jokes. A man filled with hope and ready to take on the journey of eternal life to which he was called.
In the early months of 2021, the Holy Spirit led Daddy to the monastery. He knew not what took him there, but circumstances led him there. He was led to be strengthened in spirit for what lay ahead of him. like Jesus who was led to pray before his passion, I want to assure you all that Daddy was prepared in spirit for the affliction that he faced leading to his death. Daddy as much as we all, prayed like Jesus to take away the suffering but from ages before we were born, we know the ultimate will of God always triumphs. On Easter Sunday I prayed that daddy may be filled with peace, a peace which transcends human understanding. He passed on Easter Monday, so much for answered prayers right…My dear loved ones it breaks my heart to admit but this was the will of God.
We can cry that he is no longer here today, or we can celebrate that daddy fought the good fight of faith. Some of us go through life not knowing our earthy mission, some of us are lucky to know our earthly assignments during our lifetime, others might even realize the assignment of their loved ones after they depart. I am not sure where Daddy falls but looking back, I see and know he finished his assignment…The unique one that was given to him by our omniscient God and was known only to Him. It is hindsight, that I realize Daddy’s mission was service, service to us all and upon completion, an angel was taken home.
Why cry for a soul set free? I understand the lingering feeling of bitterness, sorrow, despair, abandonment, but as we cry, please may we remember that in our tears we celebrate a good and faithful servant, a candle in the wind a rose who despite its thorns bloomed with beauty where he was planted.
So, I am sure that you can see that these tears are not from hurt but pride. Strikingly, I am most proud in death than in life. Because death has a way of uncovering mysteries and God has a way of letting things happen in due time. I know Daddy is looking down with smiles from Home in his suit, looking elegant as always and oh he wishes to hug each one of us, to tell us one of the most comforting phrases he always told me “It is well my daughter”
On behalf of the entire family, I want to tell you we are proud of you, that you bloomed despite the thorns, that each time you were lame you picked up your stretcher and walked, if we had to choose again, we will still choose you as father. We know you’ve forgiven each one of us for our wrongs just as we have done yours. And please do not worry about us, God through you prepared us all for this moment. We are rooted and remember TITA’S thrive. People die only when we forget them, you will remain in our hearts always my dear son.
So, we pray to you dear lord to strengthen our love for you and embrace daddy with the warmth of your loving return and we pray that you may help us fend off hatred so that we may all truly trust in you with all our heart and lean not on our own understanding.
May we like daddy not worry or remain defeated by our weaknesses but put our faith in your strength,
May we understand that we might not be perfect but your plan for us is perfect.
May we like daddy fight the good fight of faith with love and perseverance.
May we trust you oh God to complete the perfect plan you began in us.
We pray for you dearest father, that as you have begun the journey to our Maker, a journey we all will eventually undertake, that you may prepare the way for us and may the eternal light of Christ continue to lead you Home where you rightfully belong.
LOVE ALWAYS