ForeverMissed
This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Edith Ofori, 82 years old, born on March 5, 1939, and passed away on May 30, 2021. We will remember her forever.
The Funeral and Thanksgiving Service will take place on Saturday, 17th July 2021 and Sunday, 18th July 2021 respectively.
PRE-BURIAL AND THANKSGIVING SERVICE FOR THE LATE
EDITH NELLY OFORI AT THE EP CHURCH GOODSHEPHERD CONGREGATION, LASHIBI

ON JULY 17, 2021 AT 7 AM
Livestream for Funeral : https://fb.me/e/j6aZx87sC
Part Two: Burial Service (8.00 – 10.00 am)
Procession: Church choir & Clergy
Call to worship
Opening hymn: EPH 526: 1-4
Greetings
Prayer & Creed
Selection: Church Choir/Saxophonist/Winneba Youth Choir
Biography
Tributes: Children, Family and the church
Hymn: EPH 584: 1-3
Scripture reading
Sermon
Offertory
Dedication of offering
Vote of thanks
Announcements
Hymn: EPH 307: 1-2
Commendation rites
Prayer and Benediction
Closing Hymn: EPH 331: 1-3

OFFICIATING CLERGY
Rev. Dr. Daniel Sakitey District Pastor, EPCG Lashibi
Catechist Gershon Breni Catechist, EPCG, Lashibi

VISITING CLERGY
Rev. Dr (Mrs) Comfort A. D. Alele Synod Moderator (Ashanti Presbytery)
Rev. Prof Emmanuel Ofori-Amankwah The Lord’s Pentecostal Church

ORGANISTS
Mr. Daniel Abotsi
Mr. Robert Senyo Darkey
SAXOPHONIST
Mr. Dela Jackson
CHOIR(S) IN ATTENDANCE
EPCG choir
Winneba Youth Choir
Part Three: Private Family Burial
Part Four: Thanksgiving Service, Sunday 18th July at EP Church Lashibi
E.P CHURCH - GOOD SHEPHERD CONGREGATION, LASHIBI
Link for Thanksgiving Service 9AM GMT  https://www.facebook.com/EPCGOODSHEPHERD/live/

All Covid - 19 protocols will be observed

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Posted by Bernice Atsu on August 22, 2021
TRIBUTE BY DAUGHTER - BERNICE ATSU

Greater love has no man than this, that a man should lay down his life for his friends (John 15:13).

My mother was the most wonderful mother ever. It didn't matter that we laughed at her dance moves, or that she could create new words in the English language - like the time when, intending to refer to an untarred road, she combined the words "untarred" and "uncemented", and ended up with the new word "untarmented".

My mother had a way of making everything right once she appeared on the scene. And she wasn't even pushy or forceful. She didn't have to be. Her strength lay beneath the surface, and it often surprised people who, at their own risk, thought they could mistake her calm demeanour for weakness. We started calling her “ninja” after she surprised a man in a Sydney park, who tried to grab her just because she was her usual polite self and looked harmless to him. According to her own cheeky report, she hit him in the face with her handbag, taking him completely by surprise. I remember one incident in my childhood, when I was plugging in an electric kettle in a way that was contrary to Sister’s safety instructions. At the very moment I was about to plug in the kettle, I felt a sensation in my back and I said to myself: “the thing that I feared has come upon me”, thinking I had had an electric shock. No, it was a whack on my back from Sister, and I never plugged the kettle the wrong way again. The incident never came up again, and she remained as sweet as ever. Sister was a wise, strong, tried and tested woman, who had an aura of comforting calm assurance that she carried with her. Her very essence was peace. Everybody called her Sister - even her grandchildren.

Right into my adulthood, even after I had become a mother myself, whenever I had a nightmare, I was always sure to find safety in the dream, if only I could find my way to my mother. She told me in real life that I saved her life many times and I also told her she saved my life in many nightmares.

As a single mother raising us, Sister poured herself into us and made numerous sacrifices for us. Everything she had, tangible and intangible, she invested into us. We also witnessed her wonderful love and generosity to all, wherever she went. She was a quiet and unassuming person who was and is still loved by many, even in faraway Australia. She was a woman of few words, and those few words carried weight because she did not speak carelessly. I came to know her even better during her times with me and my family in Sydney, when we had many long chats and bonded even more. I was always asking her questions about her life, and she would say with a chuckle: “W’asom ye wo de” (“You have itchy ears”). We got into deep conversations as two adults, and I discovered things about her that made me appreciate her journey in life and understand her even better. While Sister was born and raised in a Christian home, she re-dedicated her life to Christ in her late 30s. And she subsequently cultivated that relationship with determination because she had come to understand with gratitude, the power of redemption. With time, like the apostle Paul, she became a living example of the grace of God in action.

Sister's life exemplified love, service and sacrifice. She had a close relationship with God, and lived a life of prayer. For those of us who knew Sister well, we are comforted in the knowledge that she has gone to be with the Lord, as she was a role model of a person who lived with eternity in mind. Earlier this year, about 4 or 5 months ago, she called me one evening and said: "Mele Mawu gbor", ("I'm with God"). For one confused second, I wondered if she had died and was calling me from heaven. Then I quickly realised she was in prayer and was in the Presence of God. She was in a hurry to deliver some news to me and to quickly get off the phone and get back into prayer. She then proceeded to tell me some specific things which later unfolded exactly as she had said them. Amazingly, it had to do with an issue which I hadn’t yet told her, as I was waiting to see how things unfolded before I told her, but she rather ended up telling me how they were going to turn out! 

We cannot fully understand God because our human minds are incapable of understanding the concept of eternity, as God dwells outside of time in the way we humans know it. We must ponder on this and consider how mind-boggling the greatness of God is. If He could have a one-on-one relationship with Sister, and show her things that nobody knew, even things in the future, then He must be real. And if the God who comforted Sister with His Presence, is the same God who can make us wait until eternity to wipe away all tears (Revelation 21:4), then the depth of His character is unsearchable and humanly impossible to understand, and there must surely be something beyond this present life which is but a mist - here today, gone tomorrow. This present life then, which we, in our ignorance, attach all importance to, is not where the real action is. What then, is the purpose of our short, transient life on this earth if not to reflect God's glory and then move on into eternity? For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs all the momentary troubles. So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal (2 Corinthians 4:17-18). Sister is now resting peacefully with the Lord, whom she was incredibly close to. Now she can see Him face to face and enjoy His tangible Presence, not only sometimes, but for eternity. This world, with all its troubles, is now behind her. This world has nothing on her.

Sister, you are my inspiration. I have no words to express how difficult it is, not to have you around. Sometimes I still make a mental note to tell you something, then I remember I can no longer pick up the phone and call you. I miss you desperately, and it feels so cruel that you were snatched away from us just in an instant like that. It's like a nightmare that I can't wake up from. But I know what you would say – we should not grieve like people who have no hope. My confidence and consolation are in the fact that you are finally with the Lord, who was everything to you. While I will always miss you, I know I will see you again, because for you, to live was Christ and to die is gain (Philippians 1:21).

Sister, you were both mother and father to me. You are such an integral part of my life that you will always live on in and around me. I consider that you have now joined the "great cloud of witnesses" that the Bible talks about in Hebrews 12:1 - the saints who have passed on before us, having lived difficult and exemplary lives of sacrifice, and whose lives still speak, and of whom the world was not worthy (Hebrews 11:38). One of them is Abel whom, though he is dead, still speaks (Hebrews 11:4), because he lived by faith and obtained God’s favour. Even though you are no longer physically here, you still speak. Powerfully. Your legacy is a weighty one indeed.

What a privilege it is to call myself your daughter! I am so proud of you, and will cherish all the wonderful memories we created together - from Ghana, all the way to Australia. These memories make me smile, and I have no regrets at all regarding my relationship with you. I'll be forever thankful for our times together, and especially that my children had wonderful relationships with you. Thank you for your loving care of my children over the years. They still talk about the meals you had waiting for them in the oven when they got home from school. You were an unconventional grandmother in many ways, such as how your grandchildren called you Sister, and how you would get on the swings and climb on the other playground equipment with them when you took them to the park during their childhood. After we heard the news of your passing, Elesi went to your room, sprayed some of your leftover perfume on the bed, and lay down on the bed. She said she wanted to smell you. And Elike wore your jacket to Uni. As I write, I am wearing your red jumper and flowered woollen socks. I followed Elesi's ritual of continuing to send you text messages even though we got no replies. Then when I realised the messages were no longer getting delivered, probably because your phone battery had finally died, it became almost unbearable for me. But again, I can hear you reminding me not to grieve as one with no hope.

You, my wonderful mother, have shown me what true faith is, and what unconditional love is. I am thankful that of all the women in the world, I got you as my mother. Until we meet again, I'll never stop missing you. I know you're already resting in perfect peace.

Loving you forever,
Yaa Anima.
Posted by Eric Senyo K Arku on July 19, 2021
A time to be born, a time to live and a time to die. Auntie Edith rest peacefully in the Lord. My late brother Sitso's God Mother greet him for me.
Posted by Juliet Cofie on July 19, 2021
Auntie Edith was a great neighbor, mother, sister, aunt and friend...such a soft-spoken and humble woman who touched many lives. May she rest in perfect peace in the Maker's bosom.
Posted by Joyce Ella Dodd on July 18, 2021
Mummy, the moments I was in your company you made a stranger feel like your daughter. You showed interest in my life and was so happy to see me. I felt welcomed and loved. To make a stranger feel loved just shows the purity of your heart and that’s how I will forever remember you. Thank you for being an example of what love and generosity looks like. You raised an amazing son and you will live on through his kindness and friendship. You left us too soon, but God knows best. To Him we give the glory for your life. May your perfect soul rest in peace.
Ella.xxx
Posted by Staché dC on July 17, 2021
Like the western sunset you've gone to rest, leaving a sad cloud over our heads. Words cannot, and will not, capture the shocking news of your departure. But we are much blessed because of the gem you were. Because of your silent and firm witness we are assured that like the eastern sunrise, you are on The Father's side. Damírífá due.
Posted by Kofi Agbesi on July 17, 2021
I met Auntie Edith when Gerhard came to live with her during his Achimota School days.
I later got to know the whole family
She was a pkeasant soft spoken woman.
May she rest in perfect peace.
Condolences to the Family.
To Bridget, Bernice, Gloria and the whole Family,
The Almighy God will see you through these difficult times.
Posted by Kofi Akyea on July 16, 2021
Think not why the rosebush has thorns ...but rejoice that the Thornbush has roses.
Dear Aunty Edith- 'Divine in- momi' ; sleep well and in perfect peace.

From the Divine- Akyea's
Posted by Asamany Douglas on July 16, 2021
It was unbelievable that Auntie Edith would depart this earth at a time we needed her most.
Grandma Edith, "the lady of our time," was caring, cheerful, kind hearted and loving.
Thank you for teaching us to be mindful of our actions and showing us so much love. You were indeed an Angel sent from Heaven.
Until we meet again, your memories will always be cherished, your legacy will forever be with us. Fair thee well.
The Asamanys
Posted by Lade Oloyede on July 16, 2021
Sister,
You were a true mum to all that had the good fortune to know and fellowship with you. You cared for all as if they were your blood. My family and I are grateful to have had this privilege. We miss you more than words can express, but we know that you are with the angels singing choruses and enjoying the presence of our Lord.
Adieu Sister!
Posted by Joan Lawson on July 16, 2021
I got to know Sister through her daughter, my very good friend and sister, Bridget.

Anyone will be blessed to have her as a mother & grandmother and what an amazing one she was.

Peaceful, kindhearted, God-loving, pleasant and especially beautiful. These are the words she will be remembered by.

Sister was a person, I love and respect so much and I was blessed to have received her love and kindness as well.

I remember Sister will often call to check up on me and my family ,even when she was all the way in Australia. That is how thoughtful she was.

Sister will be dearly missed and will forever remain in our hearts.

May the heavens welcome you and may your beautiful soul Rest In Peace.
Posted by Kwame Yeboah on July 16, 2021
A most gentle soul you were. I remember the first time I met you at the National Cardiothoracic Centre and introduced you to a doctor there. I later found out you two had become such great friends. That's how I have known you since. Gentle, warm and accommodating. Rest in peace, Sister.
Posted by Ekua Adams on July 15, 2021
Sister, your soft spoken nature, warmth with an exotic flair is what I’ll always remember about you.
And these were the attributes that drew me to you when we first met at your Family’s Christmas dinner 18 years ago.
It was the same warmth that greeted me anytime I visited Divine in your home.
Rest well Sister, you’ve made your mark in this world....
Posted by Kobla Okpattah on July 15, 2021
Sad to learn of your passing.
Sister affectionately called by close relations was such a loving, and caring person.

She was a mother to me as she and my mum were such close friends. Her children Akofa, Bernice and Gloria not forgetting little brother Devine, were just like my brother and sisters. Their home was my home and I always felt very welcome and accepted by other family members such as Kweku and his siblings, uncle
Ben and Joe and many other family member who enjoyed Sisters warm welcoming home

Sister you have surely been a blessing and a support to those who have known you. Your refreshing smile will forever linger in our thought.

REST IN PERFECT PEACE
Posted by Rebecca Akpokodje on July 15, 2021
From the Akpokodje family

Mummy Edith, popularly called ‘Sister’ was very loving, caring, compassionate and sensitive of people’s needs. She was someone with a big heart always ready to listen to all our problems and challenges. You always had a way of making difficult things look easy. We will forever remember the role you played in our union, through your words of encouragement and always believing there is a light at the end of the tunnel. In her words “if that is what is in your heart go for it”. Sister was a woman of few words but with great impact. We will forever miss your smile, your gentle spirit and your jokes.
Posted by Peter Dadson on July 15, 2021
From the Dadson family - Sydney

Sister, we still can’t believe you have left us. What a wonderful mother, a mother who never grows old. Sister, you have blessed us with your motherly love, kindness, gentle spirit, and above all that beautiful and infectious smile. You were there to comfort and encourage us when my wife lost her mother back in Ghana. You became a mother and a grandmother to us and the kids. We are sad, but we know you are in a better place. We thank you for everything. You will forever be missed. May God be with you ‘til we meet again.
Sister, May you Rest In Peace.
Posted by Bernice Atsu on July 15, 2021
From JOYCE WARREN -
(Penshurst Presbyterian Church, Penshurst, Sydney, Australia)

      "May faith sustain you,
        loving memories
            lift you,
        and the prayers
     of many caring hearts
     help heal your sorrow" - Gibson.

Dear Bernice and all the Family,

I was very sad to hear of the passing of Edith. We were looking forward to seeing her again - she was such a lovely lady and a great Christian example for us all at Penshurst Church.

Thank you for informing us. I know she is now with the Lord and hope you take comfort from that certainty too.

Loving sympathy,
Joyce Warren
Posted by Sefakor Zikpi on July 11, 2021
Tribute from Mathew and Sefakor Zikpi

We remember Sister for being a kind and gentle soul. Our favourite memory of Sister was when she blessed our newborn son, Eli. She prayed over him and showered him in the most beautiful blessing in Ewe. Sister, we will miss your wisdom and affectionate smile. May you rest in the bosom of the Lord, our dear grandmother and great grandmother.
Posted by Alfred Dokli on July 9, 2021
From the Dokli family in Sydney.
Sister your sudden death has left a very big vacuum in our lives as a family. The love you showed us will forever stay with us. We love you but God loves you best. May your sweet and gentle spirit rest in perfect peace.
Posted by Heather Nelson on July 8, 2021
Fare thee well Aunty Edith. A life very well lived. You had this calm, reassuring aura that was so infectious. Your presence always had a calming effect and when you spoke… we just felt loved and cared for. I can’t help but think of Aunty Alice too. Thank you for being such a beacon in the Dansoman neighborhood, Dansoman Presby Church and the check in when we were in Aburi Girls. A true Christian role model you were.
We haven’t seen you in a while and your passing came as a shock to us. We know you are resting in God’s blossom. The entire Nelson family (Dansoman) will miss you dearly.
Posted by Dorothy Nartey on July 7, 2021
Sister, are you really gone? Still struggling to come to terms with it. I will definitely miss your warm smile and your words of hope and wisdom. You were a wonderful mother in every sense of the word! You were loving, compassionate, selfless and special!
Your dexterity at rustling up a meal in minutes when I visited you at Lashibi remains with me to this day. We spoke on Mother’s Day and I had no inkling that was going to be our last. Sister, we had planned to meet in December because of the covid situation - Man truly proposes and God disposes. God always knows best!
Fare thee well Sister! Rest peacefully in the bosom of our Lord and Saviour!! Amen!!!
Posted by Sheila Akyea on July 5, 2021
Heaven gained an angel. Your sweet and gentle demeanor will always be in our memories. The smile on your face showed your motherly instincts to those of us who weren't even direct family. Aunty Edith we will miss your face, personality and presence but we will always remember how you made us feel welcome anytime we met or interacted with you. Rest in perfect peace Aunty Edith from Kofi and Sheila
Posted by Franklin Williams on July 1, 2021
Tribute By Rev.Franklin A Williams
Mama Edith, what a precious pearl we have lost here on earth but God is preserving for His kingdom. You are a mother and a friend to all, especially me. You have a kind and a sweet spirit that you want every one around you to feel safe.
You have been my special intercessor and I am proud to know that. You were such a generous giver in the kingdom. One day I felt I should call my sister Bridget. I put in the call and my sister Bridget cut the call. After some few minutes I had an alert on my phone. It was a seed Mummy had kept and sent to me. I needed that seed at that moment. She is very sensitive to the things of God.Only the Lord knows why He called her as such a time . She is a model of a Christian Mother.

Mama , we will forever have you in our hearts
Fare Thee Well
Rev. Franklin A. Williams
Posted by Theodore Amankwaa on June 30, 2021
My family and I join the large Amankwah family home to share our pain and sorrow with the children , our cousins , grand children and all love ones of Big Sister Edith as we call her.
I recall my meetings with her anytime , I visit home , her soft voice , counselling and love . The last time I spoke to her. She was with Cousin Alex in Australia and was keen to know all about my daughter Leonie , she was so happy when I mentioned she was in college . We planned meeting in Ghana sometime , so that she could know her . Unfortunately , we've lost her .
We shall miss her for her kindness, soft voice of counselling and wise advices
May you Rest In Perfect Peace .

Theodore Amankwah and family
Posted by Emmanuel Ofosu-Addo on June 30, 2021
'Yesu nya nu siwo mienya o.
Ne ame bubu nyae Dadi, alo
Wo toe na mia nutor la, mia
Le blanui'. Auntie,
          
   

         May your soul find a
        Resting place in the Lord.
         By Michael Owusu
        
Posted by Monica Asomaning on June 28, 2021
Tribute to our lovely Mother: I did not believe it when Bridget told me you've passed on until l saw your poster in her house. I remember the first time l saw you in Bridget's car on our way to the African Ladies Meeting in Jerusalem, you were so young and beautiful, l thought you were a new member joining our group because you looked like one of us. l was surprised when she introduced you to me as her mom l told her you looked younger than her. You were with us in all our meetings. Though your visit was short, we learned a lot of new things from you. I remember the day you led the group, we were so blessed with your wonderful devotion and words of wisdom. When I heard they call you sister at home, l said yes that is a perfect name for such a young lady, l decided l will also call you sister instead of mom. Oh l cannot forget all the fun we had with you in Jerusalem and Ramallah. l was shocked when you beat some of us in the car racing game, and with the fish therapy, you were so brave to put your feet in the bowl for those tiny fishes to feast on your feet while most of us were so afraid to do so. I was looking forward to the day we shall meet again here in Ghana. Sister it is hard to let you go, we love you but the Lord loves you more, we agree with Apostle Paul "to be absent from the body is to be present with the Lord " you are resting peacefully with your Maker and one day we shall see you again in glory.  Good night sister, see you in that glorious morning.
Posted by Reuben Laryea on June 28, 2021
Mum as I affectionately called Edith Nelly Ofori filled the vacuum my late mum created in my life. Mum you played a pivotal role in my successful study in Australia when things became hard for me, your wise counseling, encouragement,advise, support and prayers was enormous, which I will never forget. You accepted me as a son and helped shape my life. I bless God for meeting you mum.
Your death has hit me so hard but I'm consoled by the fact that you are with the Lord.
You will forever remain in our hearts, fare thee well sweet mum.
Posted by Rebecca Ofori-Amankwah on June 27, 2021
Tribute to the life Edith Nelly Ofori from The Ponders Family.

We did not know Sister Edith as long as many, but love came quickly. Her outward beauty was the first thing that engaged those she met, but as one got to know her, it was her inner beauty that became paramount. Her smile, her shining eyes, her generosity and love for family and friends are what we will remember most. As she departed our home after Rebecca and Divine’s wedding, Edith came to us with tears in her eyes and said, “I can go home happy because I know Divine is with people who love him.” Is there any greater love for a son or daughter than to wish them to be loved as you love them? There was no need to tell Edith that Divine was easy to love and that her guiding hand from his childhood to the man he is today are so very evident, she already knew all this. We see Edith in Divine’s love of God, his work ethic, his courteous nature and his impeccably ironed shirts!

As we look back on Sister Edith’s long and wonderful life, the following poem by Ralph Waldo Emerson comes to mind.


What is Success?

To laugh often and much;

To win the respect of intelligent people
and the affection of children;

To earn the appreciation of honest critics
and endure the betrayal of false friends;

To appreciate beauty;

To find the best in others;

To leave the world a bit better,
whether by a healthy child,
a garden patch
or a redeemed social condition;

To know even one life has breathed easier
because you lived;

This is to have succeeded.


Indeed, Sister Edith’s life was a resounding success!
Posted by Antoinette Scott on June 27, 2021
Heaven gained an angel the day you died. Painful as it is, God decided to call you home while we watched helplessly and mourn on earth
You were mum to all with a huge heart and even bigger arms to embrace your children from diverse backgrounds.
We reminisce the unequalled legacy you left behind, a void that cannot be filled, ever.

Rest peacefully, blewooo
Posted by Derby n36 on June 26, 2021
*TRIBUTE TO THE LATE MADAM EDITH NELLY OFORI BY DEBORAH OFORI*


I was heartbroken and shocked when the news of your sudden demise got to me. The first statement I made was "Awwwww, I have lost a great friend!" ... Yes a great friend indeed! Madam Edith Nelly was a humble, loving , caring, kind hearted, God-fearing and selfless person. You were mother for all. All my formative years were lived in your abode. You liven up every aspect of my life and I believe you still live on in me . One thing I will forever promise to uphold from you is "always be humble". Grandma Edith , you have fought a good fight . You have finished the course. I will forever love and cherish the memories i had with you. Rest in perfect peace, till we meet again....
Hede nyue!!!!
Posted by Rebecca Ofori-Amankwah on June 25, 2021
TRIBUTE TO EDITH NELLY OFORI (aka Sister) by Dr. Gerhard Kweku Ofori-Amankwah

It is with extreme sadness that I have put these words together into a narration about someone who was so close to me.
My recollection of Sister as she preferred to be referred to dates back to the 70’s but more prominently 1981 when we visited Ghana from Nigeria amidst a fuel shortage in the country. We had thoroughly enjoyed our holiday, meeting friends, watching Rookies, and shuttling between Dansoman and Bubuashie where our aunt Agnes lived. It was during this time we learned about the border closures, which amidst the fuel shortage made our return quite challenging. On numerous occasions we set off for the border only to be denied passage due to its closure and had to rely on fuel sold at black markets at cut-throat prices to ensure the car was fuelled for the return trip to Accra. These return trips were much to our delight as we looked forward to spending a bit more time before the next attempt. Little did we know or care about the impact these journeys were having on our finances. For us it was an answer to our (my brother and I) prayers that each attempted crossing would end in failure. Each night we had to drive back to Accra, we would be met by sumptuous meals and Sister’s broad smile which wiped every look of disappointment from my father’s face. In the end she helped him to laugh off each setback as we looked forward to the next adventure.
Several years later, I moved to Accra to live with her while I attended Achimota school. Times were tough then, but she never made a fuss or allowed us to see any worry on her face. Her carefully concealed worry kept at bay any thoughts one would have had about where the next meal would come from. We therefore lived as though we had everything because she meticulously added up whatever proceeds we got from the poultry to ensure the kitchen was well stocked. I am sure my big sisters, Akorfa and Bernice, can recall how I once dealt with a huge bowl of kokonte and palm nut soup only to retire upstairs in a bid to hide my breathing difficulty as a result of my gluttony. Sister, thank you for such warmth and love despite the few naughty moments of your nephew. Thank you for showing that despite challenges faced, one can still put up a positive attitude.
There were four things I always associated Sister– neat white slippers, hymn book, morning coat and not least of all, her bible in which she seemed to keep the shopping list as though she were showing it to God to provide and provide, he did! Sister loved the Lord and made time to serve him as a chorister of the Presbyterian church in Dansoman. I recall how several evenings she and aunty Alice (her friend in the neighbourhood) would go off for choir practice and return humming a tune or two. She ensured her dwelling was spotless and always cleaned and dusted as if she were expecting guests.
I am sure I am not alone in recalling how each year, on my anniversary, she would call or send a birthday wish. “Young man” she would often say, and this would be followed by a long laugh after which she would remark “you are no longer young” and go on to wish me blessings for the year ahead. Such was the ritual that her passing brings into sharp focus the fact that this year will not be one of those. What a shame!
On that fateful day when she left us, I stepped into her room and was consumed by emotion when I caught a glimpse of her neat white slippers, in place, as if she had been raptured. Indeed, her departure was so sudden that the only comfort one can derive from her untimely exit, is knowing that she is with the Lord. She is where there is no pain or sorrow, where her lovely, honed voice will forever sing in courts of our Lord. Rest in Peace Sister. Hede nyuie!!
Posted by Rebecca Ofori-Amankwah on June 25, 2021
TRIBUTE FROM DR.(MRS.) ISABELLA AMI SAGOE-MOSES
My relationship with “Sister” and her family dates to the early 1970’s, almost 50 years ago. Oh, how time flies, especially when you are having fun and enjoying good friendship. I didn’t realise that it’s been close to half a century since God brought our families together. Although “Auntie Edith” would have been more appropriate, we all took to calling her “Sister”, like her own children and other family members do.
It all started in Dansoman when “Sister” and her three daughters (Bridget, Bernice and Gloria) moved to live just 2 houses away from my parent’s home. Did I say two houses? It was more like next door since we were in and out of each other’s homes several times a day. I gained a loving Auntie and three equally loving sisters. Our lives were so intertwined that till date we share many fond memories. Our conversations are still spiced up with so much laughter when we remember some of the funny things we said and did as children – from the grammatical errors we made in our attempts to master the English language to the effort and time spent in learning some special dance steps.
To sum up it all up, we had a good time together under the loving guidance of our mothers who were the best of friends. I would like to borrow a statement from Sister’s tribute to my mother, Alice Larkai, when she passed away close to 10 years ago. She wrote …
“We stayed together as neighbours, we worshipped together at Dansoman Presby Church. We shared our dreams, passions and in fact, everything. People called us “Akweley and Akuorkor”. My home was her home and hers mine. Her children and mine are brothers and sisters. What a family!”
What a family indeed. “Sister” was so kind and generous and looked out for my siblings and me. When our mother had to go on admission while we were all still quite young, Sister took it upon herself to feed us - sometimes inviting us to join her family at mealtimes, other times sending cooked food and other goodies to our home. This is just one of many acts of kindness that we enjoyed from her. When I think of Sister, I remember a beautiful lady, always well turned out, impeccably dressed whether at home, going to work or to church. I remember her wonderful smiles and the way she addressed me lately whenever we met “Sister Amiiii”. As a God-fearing woman I remember her reverence for God and the fervent prayers she offered during prayer times at church. I still remember her robed and singing in the church choir.
Sister, your tears did not cease to flow when my mother, your good friend and sister passed into glory. It was particularly difficult for you since you had just returned from a long trip abroad and had a good time visiting with her. We believe that now the 2 of you are together with the Lord whom you so faithfully served. If we could hear you, I’m sure you’d be telling us not to weep for you since you are in a great place with no more sorrow nor pain. We thank God for this assurance we have in Christ, that one day we will all be where He went to prepare for us.
We will still miss you, but the good memories you left us with will continue to cheer us up. By God’s grace we will continue in the Faith and follow your good example as we look forward to meeting you someday.
Rest in perfect peace.
Posted by Hermann Ofori-Amankwah on June 23, 2021
Goodbye sister. It's painful to see you snatched away from us, your loved ones. As painful as it is, you played your part.

We know that when what is perfect comes, that which is imperfect is done away with. You won! You lived and died teaching and pursuing the way of love - THE MORE EXCELLENT WAY!

While I have countless fond memories of you from my childhood and adulthood alike, I am completely consoled that because you lived in love, you rest in our Lord. While for you to live was Christ, Heaven absolutely gained a worthy soul.

I thank God for the gift of YOU. Rest well. We will meet again!!!!
Posted by Adriana Nelson on June 19, 2021
TRIBUTE TO A BEAUTIFUL AND WONDERFUL MOM
BY ADRIANA NELSON

Sister, the first time I visited your house you told Bridget that I am a good friend and that she should keep me, and I thank you sincerely for that privilege. I have been praying for that day for me to come home just to hold and hug you for all those years that we haven't seen each other.
You made me your number one daughter and I felt so blessed by that. I always made sure to remind Bridget that I come before her.
On April 29th, 2021, you called to check on me. That really made my day, week, month and year. It is a big blow that you are gone, and nobody can take your place. You are in a better place and have come face to face with our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.
You were a loving, caring and good soul that ever lived. Till we meet again, may your caring and loving soul rest in perfect peace. Will surely miss you.

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Posted by Bernice Atsu on August 22, 2021
TRIBUTE BY DAUGHTER - BERNICE ATSU

Greater love has no man than this, that a man should lay down his life for his friends (John 15:13).

My mother was the most wonderful mother ever. It didn't matter that we laughed at her dance moves, or that she could create new words in the English language - like the time when, intending to refer to an untarred road, she combined the words "untarred" and "uncemented", and ended up with the new word "untarmented".

My mother had a way of making everything right once she appeared on the scene. And she wasn't even pushy or forceful. She didn't have to be. Her strength lay beneath the surface, and it often surprised people who, at their own risk, thought they could mistake her calm demeanour for weakness. We started calling her “ninja” after she surprised a man in a Sydney park, who tried to grab her just because she was her usual polite self and looked harmless to him. According to her own cheeky report, she hit him in the face with her handbag, taking him completely by surprise. I remember one incident in my childhood, when I was plugging in an electric kettle in a way that was contrary to Sister’s safety instructions. At the very moment I was about to plug in the kettle, I felt a sensation in my back and I said to myself: “the thing that I feared has come upon me”, thinking I had had an electric shock. No, it was a whack on my back from Sister, and I never plugged the kettle the wrong way again. The incident never came up again, and she remained as sweet as ever. Sister was a wise, strong, tried and tested woman, who had an aura of comforting calm assurance that she carried with her. Her very essence was peace. Everybody called her Sister - even her grandchildren.

Right into my adulthood, even after I had become a mother myself, whenever I had a nightmare, I was always sure to find safety in the dream, if only I could find my way to my mother. She told me in real life that I saved her life many times and I also told her she saved my life in many nightmares.

As a single mother raising us, Sister poured herself into us and made numerous sacrifices for us. Everything she had, tangible and intangible, she invested into us. We also witnessed her wonderful love and generosity to all, wherever she went. She was a quiet and unassuming person who was and is still loved by many, even in faraway Australia. She was a woman of few words, and those few words carried weight because she did not speak carelessly. I came to know her even better during her times with me and my family in Sydney, when we had many long chats and bonded even more. I was always asking her questions about her life, and she would say with a chuckle: “W’asom ye wo de” (“You have itchy ears”). We got into deep conversations as two adults, and I discovered things about her that made me appreciate her journey in life and understand her even better. While Sister was born and raised in a Christian home, she re-dedicated her life to Christ in her late 30s. And she subsequently cultivated that relationship with determination because she had come to understand with gratitude, the power of redemption. With time, like the apostle Paul, she became a living example of the grace of God in action.

Sister's life exemplified love, service and sacrifice. She had a close relationship with God, and lived a life of prayer. For those of us who knew Sister well, we are comforted in the knowledge that she has gone to be with the Lord, as she was a role model of a person who lived with eternity in mind. Earlier this year, about 4 or 5 months ago, she called me one evening and said: "Mele Mawu gbor", ("I'm with God"). For one confused second, I wondered if she had died and was calling me from heaven. Then I quickly realised she was in prayer and was in the Presence of God. She was in a hurry to deliver some news to me and to quickly get off the phone and get back into prayer. She then proceeded to tell me some specific things which later unfolded exactly as she had said them. Amazingly, it had to do with an issue which I hadn’t yet told her, as I was waiting to see how things unfolded before I told her, but she rather ended up telling me how they were going to turn out! 

We cannot fully understand God because our human minds are incapable of understanding the concept of eternity, as God dwells outside of time in the way we humans know it. We must ponder on this and consider how mind-boggling the greatness of God is. If He could have a one-on-one relationship with Sister, and show her things that nobody knew, even things in the future, then He must be real. And if the God who comforted Sister with His Presence, is the same God who can make us wait until eternity to wipe away all tears (Revelation 21:4), then the depth of His character is unsearchable and humanly impossible to understand, and there must surely be something beyond this present life which is but a mist - here today, gone tomorrow. This present life then, which we, in our ignorance, attach all importance to, is not where the real action is. What then, is the purpose of our short, transient life on this earth if not to reflect God's glory and then move on into eternity? For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs all the momentary troubles. So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal (2 Corinthians 4:17-18). Sister is now resting peacefully with the Lord, whom she was incredibly close to. Now she can see Him face to face and enjoy His tangible Presence, not only sometimes, but for eternity. This world, with all its troubles, is now behind her. This world has nothing on her.

Sister, you are my inspiration. I have no words to express how difficult it is, not to have you around. Sometimes I still make a mental note to tell you something, then I remember I can no longer pick up the phone and call you. I miss you desperately, and it feels so cruel that you were snatched away from us just in an instant like that. It's like a nightmare that I can't wake up from. But I know what you would say – we should not grieve like people who have no hope. My confidence and consolation are in the fact that you are finally with the Lord, who was everything to you. While I will always miss you, I know I will see you again, because for you, to live was Christ and to die is gain (Philippians 1:21).

Sister, you were both mother and father to me. You are such an integral part of my life that you will always live on in and around me. I consider that you have now joined the "great cloud of witnesses" that the Bible talks about in Hebrews 12:1 - the saints who have passed on before us, having lived difficult and exemplary lives of sacrifice, and whose lives still speak, and of whom the world was not worthy (Hebrews 11:38). One of them is Abel whom, though he is dead, still speaks (Hebrews 11:4), because he lived by faith and obtained God’s favour. Even though you are no longer physically here, you still speak. Powerfully. Your legacy is a weighty one indeed.

What a privilege it is to call myself your daughter! I am so proud of you, and will cherish all the wonderful memories we created together - from Ghana, all the way to Australia. These memories make me smile, and I have no regrets at all regarding my relationship with you. I'll be forever thankful for our times together, and especially that my children had wonderful relationships with you. Thank you for your loving care of my children over the years. They still talk about the meals you had waiting for them in the oven when they got home from school. You were an unconventional grandmother in many ways, such as how your grandchildren called you Sister, and how you would get on the swings and climb on the other playground equipment with them when you took them to the park during their childhood. After we heard the news of your passing, Elesi went to your room, sprayed some of your leftover perfume on the bed, and lay down on the bed. She said she wanted to smell you. And Elike wore your jacket to Uni. As I write, I am wearing your red jumper and flowered woollen socks. I followed Elesi's ritual of continuing to send you text messages even though we got no replies. Then when I realised the messages were no longer getting delivered, probably because your phone battery had finally died, it became almost unbearable for me. But again, I can hear you reminding me not to grieve as one with no hope.

You, my wonderful mother, have shown me what true faith is, and what unconditional love is. I am thankful that of all the women in the world, I got you as my mother. Until we meet again, I'll never stop missing you. I know you're already resting in perfect peace.

Loving you forever,
Yaa Anima.
Posted by Eric Senyo K Arku on July 19, 2021
A time to be born, a time to live and a time to die. Auntie Edith rest peacefully in the Lord. My late brother Sitso's God Mother greet him for me.
Posted by Juliet Cofie on July 19, 2021
Auntie Edith was a great neighbor, mother, sister, aunt and friend...such a soft-spoken and humble woman who touched many lives. May she rest in perfect peace in the Maker's bosom.
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Shared by Franklin Williams on July 1, 2021
Mama Edith, what a precious pearl we have lost on earth but God is keeping for the glorious days ahead. You are a mother and a friend to all especially me. You have a kind and a sweet spirit that you want every one that comes around you to feel safe . 
 You have been my special intercessor and I am proud to know that. You are such a generous giver in God’s kingdom. One day I felt I should call my sister Bridget. I put in the call and my sister Bridget cut the call. After some few minutes I had an alert on my phone. It was a seed Mummy had kept and sent to me. I needed that seed at that moment. She is very sensitive to the things of God. 
 Mama we will forever miss you 
Rev. Franklin A. Williams.
Shared by Franklin Williams on July 1, 2021
Mama Edith, what a precious pearl we have lost on earth but God is keeping for the glorious days ahead. You are a mother and a friend to all especially me. You have a kind and a sweet spirit that you want every one that comes around you to feel safe . 
 You have been my special intercessor and I am proud to know that. You are such a generous giver in God’s kingdom. One day I felt I should call my sister Bridget. I put in the call and my sister Bridget cut the call. After some few minutes I had an alert on my phone. It was a seed Mummy had kept and sent to me. I needed that seed at that moment. She is very sensitive to the things of God. 
 Mama we will forever miss you 
Rev. Franklin A. Williams