Tributes

Husband’s Tribute :
to My Wife, By Samuel Tenkorang

The Lord is near to the brokenhearted and saves the crushed in spirit”

- Psalm 34:18

Adwoa, it is hard to believe you are no longer here. Words cannot describe how this makes me feel. You have passed on to the other side, though I wish you could still be here with me.

You were one in a million to me. You made me laugh, you made me smile. You were my companion and best friend. You were a wonderful wife from beginning to end.

Even illness could not stop you from caring and thinking of me, making sure I was well-fed and taken care of. The night before you departed, after realizing I had not eaten all day due to work, you told your mum: “Please don’t starve Sammy. Make sure he is always fine and well-fed.” You then “ordered” your mum to make one of my favourite dishes.

Your smile was a radiant beauty to behold. Even in your final moments on your deathbed, you still smiled unbowed.


Adwoa, if tears could build a stairway, and memories a lane, I would walk

right up to heaven and bring you home.

I did not need an extra 30 years or 40 years to realize you were the perfect choice. Five months and thirteen days were more than enough for me.

You were beautiful, courageous, God-fearing, loving, and above all, strong. You fought a good battle. You can now rest in the bosom of the Almighty, where there is no more pain and suffering.

Forever you will live on in my heart. Forever you will live on in my thoughts. With love always, I remember you. With fond memories, I think of you. With hope, I believe we will meet again.

I LOVED YOU THEN, LOVE YOU NOW, AND WILL LOVE YOU FOREVER. SLEEP WELL, MY LOVE.

“Jesus said to her, “I am the resurrection and the life. The one who believes in me will live, even though they die”- John 11:25


Thinking Of Keshia:

A Tribute To Our Daughter By Mummy And Daddy: Prof & Mrs J. O. Y. Mante

“Beloved, now we are children of God; and it has not yet appeared what we shall be, but we know that when He appears, we shall be like Him, for we shall see Him as He is. And everyone who has this hope in Him purifies himself, just as He is pure”

(I John 3:2-3).


When we think of Keshia, what comes to mind is a young lady who loves

the Lord Jesus Christ;

When we think of Keshia, we think of a dedicated and a rare Sunday School Teacher who just loves to see children nurtured in theChristian Faith;

When we think of Keshia, we think of her leading our family evening devotions and singing all the verses of “My Jesus I Love Thee” from memory;

When we think of Keshia, we think of a serviceable, respectful, well bred, and a loving Christian young lady that could be trusted in all respects;

When we think of Keshia, we think of a very hard working young woman who took her job as a school teacher very seriously;

When we think of Keshia, we think of a young woman who had “home wisdom” and never forgot to combine her professional career with basic household chores;

When we think of Keshia, we think of an up and coming young woman that one could trust;

When we think of Keshia, we think of a versatile young woman for whom the future was very bright.

We have memories of Keshia when she was a baby; we have memories of Keshia when she was a flower girl at weddings; we have memories of Keshia when she was in elementary school; we have memories of Keshia when she went to Senior High School and when she attended Mount Mary’s College of Education; we have memories of Keshia when she graduated; we have memories of Keshia when we tried to engage her in the French language because she taught French at her school; we have memories of her when we prayed and had Bible Studies at home; we have memories of her when we celebrated birthdays in our “big family”, especially those for children; we have memories of Keshia when she was learning to drive; we have memories of Keshia when she had goodtimes and when she had bad times; we have memories of Keshia when we sat down with her on her 30th birthday, just last November, to discuss her future investment plans; we have memories of Keshia when we gave her in marriage and walked her through the aisle in this very chapel at her wedding, just about seven months ago; but we also have memories of her when she was not well and was in pain a few weeks ago; we have memories of her when we discussed

the possibility of flying her abroad for medical treatment; we have memories of her when she was dying; and we have memories of her as she died with faith in our Lord Jesus Christ, with eternal life in view.

Keshia, to us, you have just travelled and we know with all our hearts that we will see you again in heaven. The greatest testimony you left behind was that you were trustworthy, an exemplar of the Christian faith in all respects (especially for young adults), and a faithful servant of our Lord Jesus Christ. We love you, Keshia; bye for now. We will all meet again in heaven.

Hymn:

“Sing the wondrous love of Jesus, sing His mercy and His grace; in the mansions bright and blessed He’ll prepare for us a place.

Refrain: When we all get to heaven, what a day of rejoicing that will be; when we all see Jesus, we’ll sing and shout the victory”.

“Onward to the prize before us! Soon His beauty we’ll behold; soon the pearly gates will open — we shall tread the streets of gold.” [Refrain]




Tribute By Mother:

Madam Akua Aframea

Mɛma m’ani so makyerɛ mmepɔ no, ɛhe na me mmoa firi bɛba? Me mmoa firi AWURADE, ɔsoro ne asase yɛfoɔ no.”
Nnwom 121:1-2 ASW

Psalm 121:1-2
“I will lift up my eyes to the hills— From whence comes my help? My help comes from the Lord, Who made heaven and earth.”


On the 22nd of November 1993, I went to the Tafo Abotanso hospital to deliver my baby. To my amazement, after the first delivery, the doctor asked me to push again with the next contraction. I had no idea that I was carrying twins for theentire nine months.

Although this tribute is specifically for Keshia, it is impossible to speak about her without mentioning her sister, Natasha. The twins were identical in every way. Watching them grow up together was a marvel. Even as babies, Keshia exhibited leadership qualities. They crawled at the same time, often with Keshia leading and Natasha following closely. They began walking around the walls at thesame time as well. They were so well-behaved that raising them brought me immense joy rather than stress. The twins were adoredby everyone they encountered, particularly their doctor, Dr. Beecham, and their teachers at the children’s service at the House of Faith Ministries, where they were nurtured until age 15. Following the unfortunate passing of their father, they went to live with their uncle, Rev. Prof. J.O.Y. Mante and his wife Mama Florence Mante, while I stayed with their younger brother, Kwaku Mante. Despite the distance, our bond kept our family united.

My love for my children ensured that I kept in touch with them wherever they were, whether at Akropong, Accra or during their senior high school days at Mampong PRESEC. I was always present during visiting times. After their secondary education, the twins were separated for the first time, with Keshia attending Teacher Training College at Mount Mary’s and Natasha pursuing a degree in Nursing at the Presbyterian University in Agogo.

Following her program at Mount Mary’s, while Natasha was still in school, Keshia was in Accra for her National Service. I would visit her at her uncle’s residence. It was always a pleasure to meet the twins, and when we couldn’t meet physically, we ensured we spoke on the phone frequently. We would always end our calls with me saying, “Adwoa, I love you pachapachapacha,” and they would respond, “Mama, I love you pachapachapacha.”

I had always prayed for both my daughters to find happiness in marriage. When in 2023, Keshia and Natasha informed me that “Mama, afe wei ye y’afe – yebe ware” (this is our year – we will be married), I was overjoyed. True to their word, my lovely daughters were married to their loving husbands on the same day— 28th December 2023 for the traditional wedding and 30th December for the church wedding.

Unfortunately, soon after the marriage, Keshia fell ill suddenly. We remained hopeful for her recovery because she

was in high spirits throughout her illness. Keshia received all the love and care we—her husband, her sister, and I—could provide. Her sister and I took turns with her and her husband, Sammy, and we were all with her until her last breath.

On her sickbed, she taught me the lyrics of the Church of Pentecost song “Wo nwuma so aba pa,” correcting my version of “wo nwuma so ampa.” Her faith in God was remarkable, and she encouraged herself in the Lord until her last breath.

Keshia, your passing has been a profound loss. I have lost my appetite and wake up in the middle of the night hoping you are still here. I call your phone, hoping you will answer. A mighty tree in my life has been uprooted; I have lost a precious gem. Odupɔn kɛseɛ bi atutu (A mighty tree has been uprooted); M’adepa bi afiri me nsa (I have lost a gem). It is with great difficulty that I identify with the words of Job: “The Lord gave you to me, and the Lord has taken you away. Blessed be the name of the Lord.”

Adwoa, nante yie. May the Lord keep you in His bosom until we meet again.




TRIBUTE BY SIBLINGS:

By Natasha And Kwaku

1. O soul, are you weary and troubled? No light in the darkness you see? There’s light for a look at the Savior, And life more abundant and free!

Refrain:

Turn your eyes upon Jesus,
Look full in His wonderful face,
And the things of earth will grow strangely dim,
In the light of His glory and grace.

2. Thro’ death into life everlasting, He passed, and we follow Him there; O’er us sin no more hath dominion— For more than conqu’rors we are!

3. His Word shall not fail you—He promised;
Believe Him, and all will be well: Then go to a world that is dying,

His perfect salvation to tell!

Sometimes I hear the sound of your voice calling out “Adwoa.” I wish you were still here with us, but you had no choice. Rest from this wicked and evil world.

I want you to know your impact on our lives was immeasurable. I miss you, and I cry. Most people cannot believe you are really gone. My heart is broken, and my spirit moans. “She was too young to die,” I have heard people say. “Why did she have to die this way?”

I try not to be angry. I kneel and pray, asking God to be with us as we face each day. I always try to give Mum extra love and comfort, to make up for her daugh- ter she will forever miss. Adwoa, this void is too huge for me to fill. You have always been the oldest.

Adwoa, “Deɛn na mɛyɛ”? I only look to God in these trying times to see me through. Adwoa, I miss you. Every day I miss you. Every day I will miss you. Put- ting this together makes me more broken because it confirms I’m really not going to see you again. I’m so pained, I’m so devastated. Adwoa, enti wo kɔ ampa? Ɛeeii! Awurade, so me mu na asem yi yɛ den.

All the memories we shared from infancy till now, I will forever cherish in my heart. She would always say, “Natasha deɛ sɛ ɛba no sikasɛm a, na ɔde me panin ma me.” Adwoa! A selfless sister you were to us. Thank you for all the ‘rasta coins’

you showered on us, all the sacrifices you made for us to be comfortable, and all the beautiful people you’ve introduced me to. I’m truly thankful.

My sister loved God; she served God till her last breath. Even on her sickbed, she would pray, read scriptures, and fast. On 10th June, she fought with me because I gave her breakfast so she could take her medication. She asked, “Maa, Ɛnɛ yɛ dabɛn?” and Mum replied, “Monday.” Her response was, “Aaah! Ɛna mo ama me adidi no? Aden na Natasha ɛyɛɛ saa? W’asɛe me fasting no.”

BB, Ken, Naa, May, Ama, YaaYaa, Stan- dard, your twins, Shadow, and Officer are all asking who will be the one to fill the void you’ve left in our hearts? Though we yearn for your physical embrace, that is no longer possible. We are so grateful for the years we had, the support you gave us, and the love that will forever reside in our hearts.

I know you are happy in Heaven be- cause, at the point of your departure, you still had your broad smile. But today, on earth, our hearts still grieve because you are no longer here with us. We will look towards heaven, for we know we will see a star that will suddenly glow big and bright, and it will be you smiling and watching over us.

Da yie, Nyame nfa wo nsie. Adwoa, Due. Due ne amanehunu.



TRIBUTE FROM COUSINS

From Jenny

Aunty Keshia, your infectious laugh and unwavering faith will be dearly missed. Your dedication to the children’s ministry touched countless lives, including mine. To me, you were a constant source of comfort and support, there for every en- deavour, from cooking with me in Graph- ic Grill to praying and standing with me during my wedding. Knowing you cared for Barima and Pomaa brought me peace. Speaking of you in past tense is so strange Keshia; I love you and I am so proud of the woman you became. I find solace knowing you rest in eternal peace

in the presence of our Maker. Until we meet again.

From Nana and Naana

I’m so numb, I can’t feel anymore Praying you’d just walk back through that door and tell me that I was only dream- ing.
Your love lives on inside of us.
I’m just jealous of the angels.
Nana Ama and Akua will miss you at Sun- day school.
Till we meet again. Sleep well our be- loved dear sister

From Angie

Words usually find me. This time I went searching for words. I searched because the appropriate words for this moment are not my everyday words. They might have been part of my vocabulary in 7-10 decades. So it was hard to find them. I had to search really hard for them. I nev- er in my wildest and darkest imagination imagined I’d use them, especially for you, Keshia. Hence, I keep writing and delet- ing and pinching myself to be sure this is no dream. I write and delete, then write and delete again, then ask myself if this is really real and not an act.

I have sung dirges. I have sat in ashes. I have torn my gowns. And I have shaved my hair. I’m pained. I am devastated. I am sad. To have known you and experi- enced you, I now count as a blessing. I didn’t really see it that way—I thought it was just the way it was supposed to be. Apparently, it wasn’t. I am being taught once again how much of a blessing it is to have life and an even greater blessing to experience it together with wonderful people, like we all had with you.

Thank you for being a ‘STANDAARDD’ to Afia, for being the bigger Adwoa Yeboah to a fellow Adwoa Yeboah (Ataa), and for being just Keshia to Dede-Kukua (I am still trying hard to teach her to add Aun- tie to it). Most of all, thank you for being the one who always looked out for Aaron during family gatherings when I was not there. As he always says: “Keshia was my first friend in the family.” Our hearts are broken.

Keshia, we usually sang “You’re Gonna Miss Me When I’m Gone” with smiles

and laughter, but this time I am singing it alone with eyes filled with tears and a heart broken into several pieces. I have missed you.

Thank you for the many beautiful, funny, and goofy memories we shared together. They are kept not only on my phone but in my heart and memories. I am confi- dent that you are home with your Maker. Till we meet again to scream jargons like: ‘millions skills,’ ‘Obrogyeous Brogya,’ ‘Papa Tinyy,’ ‘Standarrdd,’ ‘Glooorrryyy,’ ‘view nu y3 kama,’ and many more, my sister, sleep in the loving arms of our Fa- ther.

Da yie, Schwester Keshia!

From Joyleen

Ei Keshia,
Are you really gone?
I keep thinking there’s been a mistake, and you’ve probably just fallen into a coma.
I cannot come to terms with it. I cannot accept it. I can’t even say the words. It’s all so unreal.
Please tell me it’s just a dream.
I cannot...

Your sister, JoyJoy

From Asantewaa ....

You were such an incredible force in our lives dear sister/cousin. We are broken because you are gone, yet whole be- cause you were here. I thought we’d have so many decades together until the end. Your memory will live on in my heart, so really we will never be apart. I will miss our usual gist in the kitchen whenever my family and I visited home (Ghana). Asantewaah

From Lydia

My dear Keshia:
The pain of hearing of your passing felt like a glass-shattered heart.
You were kind, dependable, reliable, car- ing and always willing to help me and others. You showed genuine love for my son Ellis. I always teased you that he’s your first child as you never forgot to get him a ‘surprise’ when returning from town.
I take consolation in the fact that we

had a lot of lovely memories together: us cooking together, the car trips, baby sitting our nieces and nephews, family outings, family gatherings and the most recent ones at the UG stadium and very fondly, my 40th birthday party.

I’m gonna miss you Keshia. I miss your broad smiles and us laughing our hearts out (especially when we’re teasing our brothers). You were a blessing to me and everyone who knew you.

Sleep well my sweet sister and continue to rest in the bosom of our Lord.
Till we meet again...I love you!
— Big Sister



Tribute By Tenkorang In-Laws

“He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away.” - Revelation 21:4”

Sweetheart, though your time with us was far too short, your impact on our lives will be felt forever. In just five brief months, you brought so much joy, love, and light into our family.

Your smile could brighten any room, and your laughter was contagious. Your kindness, compassion, and generosity inspired us all.

As a wife, you were a rock for Sammy, supporting and encouraging him with unwavering devotion. Your love for each other was a beautiful thing to witness.

We take comfort in the memories we shared with you. We will cherish every moment, every laughter, and every conversation.
Rest in peace sweetheart. Your memory will be a blessing to us all.

With love and tears. IN-LAWS



Tribute By
Mante Sisters-In-Law

When someone you love becomes a memory, the memory becomes a treasure.

Indeed, we have lost someone we loved and who loved us and we will forever treasure the moments we shared with her.

‘Ekus’ as we affectionately called her was present at every milestone of ours. Whether it was knocking, wedding, naming ceremony and always one of the first people to visit anytime any of us gave birth. We are truly grateful to God for the opportunity to have shared those moments with you.

Thank you for your constant care for our kids during family events and at Sunday school and for all the gifts during Christmas.

‘Ekumaa’ you will be sorely missed! Keep resting in the bosom of the Almighty.

Da yie.

“For none of us liveth to himself, and none dieth to himself. For whether we live, we live unto the Lord; or whether we die, we die unto the Lord: whether we live therefore, or die, we are the Lord’s.”

Romans 14:7-8

Tribute By
The Glory Women’s Prayer Ministry

“Do not let your hearts be troubled; you believe in God, believe also in Me. In my Father’s house are many mansions; if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again and receive you to Myself; that where I am, there you may be also.” John 14:1-3


Miss Keisha Adwoa Mante was reposted from Saviour M/A Basic School to Divine Mercy R/C Basic School, Papase in the Ga West Municipality on 18th January 2021 under the then headmaster Godwin H. Ocloo to teach French

Language. She did all her work diligently as young as she was. She was always first to be in school and made sure that students tidied up the compound and got ready for lessons.

As a devoted Christian from a Presbyterian home, she made sure that Wednesday worship service was held in the school on a weekly basis. Anytime the Reverend Father was around, she organized the learners for Mass.
Young and energetic Keisha was in charge of Girl-Child Education and a coordinator for Children’s Parliament for Action Aid. She played her role well to introduce the French language to students at the upper primary level before they get to the JHS level.

To an exceptional colleague, sister and friend, we pay tribute to your unwavering dedication, expertise and teamwork. Your contributions have been invaluable, and your presence has made our workplace brighter - for instance, securing an NGO to renovate a place for the school library.

We appreciate your willingness to lend a hand, share your knowledge and support us in countless ways. Your positive attitude, kindness and sense of humour have created a lasting impact. We celebrate your achievement, your commitment to excellence and thememories we have shared. You were a true asset to our school and we are grateful for the opportunity to work alongside you.

Damirifua Due! Due!
Adwoa Due !!
Keisha Due ne amanehunu!!


Tribute From
Teachers Of Divine Mercy R/C Basic School, Papase

Mante Sisters-In-Law

When someone you love becomes a memory, the memory becomes a treasure.

Indeed, we have lost someone we loved and who loved us and we will forever treasure the moments we shared with her.

‘Ekus’ as we affectionately called her was present at every milestone of ours. Whether it was knocking, wedding, naming ceremony and always one of the first people to visit anytime any of us gave birth. We are truly grateful to God for the opportunity to have shared those moments with you.

Thank you for your constant care for our kids during family events and at Sunday school and for all the gifts during Christmas.

‘Ekumaa’ you will be sorely missed! Keep resting in the bosom of the Almighty.

Da yie.

“For none of us liveth to himself, and none dieth to himself. For whether we live, we live unto the Lord; or whether we die, we die unto the Lord: whether we live therefore, or die, we are the Lord’s.”

Romans 14:7-8



Tribute To A Beloved Niece: From Joana Osei Poku

“To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.” Thomas Campbell

Keisha, you were so full of life. You’re gone too soon, so very young. We hardly take in the fact that your sudden demise has unexpectedly terminated the moments we enjoyed with you. Every moment we shared as a family and the memories I have of you will forever be cherished. Though you are no longer with us, your photos and smiles will forever be a testament to your amazing spirit. You’re sadly missed and will forever remain in our hearts.

Dearly loved. Sleep well.

Tribute To My Cherished And Special Niece: By Prof. Clara Fayorsey Mante

Aunty “Teshia”, as my grandchildren affectionately called her, was a very loving, caring free spirited lady of immense spiritual gifts. She was the heart of the family. She was always ready to help especially at family gatherings and in nurturing little children. She was a favourite aunty of my grandchildren and although I could not easily distinguish between Keshia and Tasha, my grand  children could. I once asked little Akua, then three years old how she could tell the difference between her aunties, and she said, Aunty keshia is my Sunday School Teacher and she loves me and treats me special. Yes, she loved not only the children, but all around her.

I have been wondering why God took her away so young and in the prime of her life, when her future looked so bright with a recent marriage to her beloved Sammy. It then dawned on me that our God is loving and caring. He is a mysterious God, who knows all and therefore we cannot question Him.

We are heart broken, the pain of your parting is severe, we keep on asking God why oh why, but then we know and take consolation in the fact that God had a perfect plan for Keshia’s life. He did not want her to suffer. He only wanted the best for her.

God’s Garden
God looked around his garden
And found an empty place,
He then looked down upon the earth And saw your tired face.
He put his arms around you
And lifted you to rest.
God’s garden must be beautiful
He always takes the best.
He knew that you were suffering
He knew you were in pain.
He knew that you would never
Get well on earth again.
He saw the road was getting rough And the hills were hard to climb.

So he closed your weary eyelids And whispered, “Peace be thine”. It broke our hearts to loose you But you didn’t go alone,

For part of us went with you The day God called you home.

Keshia, God’s ways are not our ways and his plans for our lives are the best. We shall surely miss you, but we know you are safe in the arms of the Lord where there will be no more suffering and pain. Till we meet again, may your sweet vivacious spirit which endears you to everybody lead you through your heavenly journey. You were a fighter and you really fought to the end.

Fare thee well my daughter,
Keshia may the Lord grant you eternal rest.

Tribute From Your Friends: the Fantastic Four

“Then I heard a voice from Heaven say, ‘’write this: Blessed are the dead who die In the Lord from now on.’’
Yes, says the spirit,
They will rest from their labor,
For their deeds will follow them.’’ (Rev. 14:13)

Adwoa, as we call her, was not just a friend but the most beautiful, caring, lovely, and confident sister we found in a friend. Keisha, Vida, and Dorcas formed a close-knit group bonded by friendship and sisterhood as we all served in the Children’s Ministry. Keshia and Tasha, being twins, shared a special connection that extended beyond mere siblinghood; they were best friends, so we ended up becoming friends with Tasha as well, although she did not serve in the Children’s Ministry. Known for her calm demeanor and strong faith, Keshia stood out among the group, which she named the “FANTASTIC FOUR,” as the most cool- headed and God-fearing. Her favorite quote is (Psalm 119:11: “Your word I have hidden in my heart that I may not sin against you”). Whenever she faced any challenge, she would remind herself of this verse. Her presence always brought a sense of peace and positivity.

In December 2023, Keshia and Tasha celebrated a joyous twin wedding, a momentous occasion that marked a new chapter in their lives. Excitement brimmed as we made plans to treat our friends, the newlyweds and their husbands, to a special outing after allowing them time to savor their honeymoon bliss. However, our plans were unexpectedly halted when tragedy struck. Keisha fell illnot long after the wedding, and despite hopes and prayers for her recovery, she peacefully passed away to join her Maker.

The news of her death deeply saddened our hearts. Our last visit to her home was on a Sunday which was two days after her demise, and even in pain and sadness, we shared moments of laughter and heartwarming conversation—a testament to her enduring spirit and optimism even in challenging times.

The bond forged among us was one of love, support, and shared memories. Adepa! Your presence has left an indelible mark on our lives, and your memories will continue to live on in our hearts. We cherish the moments we had together and the profound impact you’ve had on us. Though parted, we know you’re still with us. The friendship and memories we share will remain a cherished tribute to a remarkable woman who touched our lives deeply.

We love you, Adwoa! But we believe God loves you more. Rest on till we meet on that beautiful shore

Tribute By Trinity United Church

The Trinity United Church community is deeply saddened by the untimely loss of our dear sister, Keshia Tenkorang. Keshia’s dynamic spirit and steadfast dedication to God were evident in her contributions to our church, especially within the Children’s Ministry. Her presence will be greatly missed.

For nearly a decade, Keshia served as an Executive Member without a specific portfolio and as a dedicated teacher in the Under 5 and Primary classes. Her energy, enthusiasm, and commitment were apparent in every interaction with the children. Keshia’s passion for teaching was contagious, fostering a joyful and welcoming atmosphere for all, particularly the youngest in the congregation. Her lessons were meticulously prepared, engaging and always imbued with her sincere love for God. Keshia was not just an excellent teacher but also highly dependable, always ready to fill in for another teacher when needed.

Outside the classroom, Keshia was a vital part of our Church family. Her active participation in Children’s Day, Palm Sunday processions, and Christmas Nativity productions demonstrated her unwavering commitment to spreading the love of Christ. Keshia’s humility, supportive nature, caring heart, patience, and disciplined spirit made her an invaluable member of Trinity United Church.

Keshia’s profound faith and unwavering trust in God were evident throughout her life, even in her final moments. As her husband noted on the one-month anniversary of her passing, that even on your deathbed you never let go of God and you never lost your big smile. These words reflect Keshia’s strong faith and trust in God.

To the family she leaves behind, especially Natasha, Sammy and Auntie Felicity, we pray you find some comfort in the words of MHB 501 v. 3-5:

Stanza 3

Peace, perfect peace, with sorrows surging round?
On Jesus’ bosom nought but calm is found.

Stanza 4

Peace, perfect peace, with loved ones far away?
In Jesus’ keeping we are safe and they.

Stanza 5

Peace, perfect peace, our future all unknown?
Jesus we know, and He is on the throne.

Though her departure leaves a void in our hearts, we take comfort in knowing that Keshia is now resting in the eternal embrace of her Saviour. We celebrate her life, her steadfast faith, and the significant impact she had on all of us at Trinity United Church.

May Keshia’s memory continually inspire us to trust God unwaveringly and to find joy even in challenging times.
Trinity United Church bids you farewell, Keshia, until we meet again at the feet of our Lord and Saviour.

Tribute By Trinity United Church Children’s Ministry

“I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith” 2 Timothy 4:7

Auntie Keshia, how can names of Trinity United Church Sunday School or Children’s Ministry teachers be mentioned without you? We were all dumbstruck when the News of your passing started circulating on the morning of June 11, 2024. For most of us, we chose not to believe it. One of us posted this on our platform, which echoed our collective thoughts “I’m speechless. It is indeed difficult for me to accept this information. Is it true? How? I have so many questions to ask. My first question is ‘how about the high level of commitment to the Children’s Ministry?

Does it mean we will not see you again in Sunday school? And that during occasions like picnics and Vacation Bible School you will not be found? And that we will not see you teaching the children again? Again, we will not admire your style of leading the children to sing Action Songs, Keshia? Furthermore, should we forget about your movements from the Under-five room to the storeroom? So many thoughts are running through my mind. I’m picturing you at Sunday School. Oh God have mercy on us and hold our hearts. May the Lord comfort us. My condolences.”

This sums up our tribute to you this morning, our colleague, sister and friend. You are sorely missed already. The children are not left out in this pain and shock.

Auntie Keshia, as we all affectionately called her was a very active teacher who taught in both the Under 5 and Primary classes of the Ministry with much versatility and admiration of all the other teachers.

Her dedication to the Children’s Ministry was evident in her consistence and enthusiasm to her Father’s Business. At service every Sunday, Auntie Keshia brought a sense of joy and energy that was contagious, helping to create a warm and welcoming environment for all the children especially those under-five years old, they loved her to bits. Her humility was just so admirable, very cool, calm and collected zeal to deliver always. She had very special listening skills and this helped her perform her tasks well as well as empathize with her colleague teachers. Her soft voice was so soothing especially to the children Under 5 and to us all.

Being a trained teacher, Auntie Keshia brought her training to bear with a special teaching style which was both engaging and educational. She had a unique ability to connect with children of all ages, making complex Biblical concepts accessible and understandable. Her lessons were always well-prepared and interactive, incorporating crafts, games, and songs that reinforce the day’s message.

Auntie Keshia, we are about to have Vacation Bible School (VBS), how are we

going to do this without you? Who is going to put actions to our songs? It is just too difficult to accept that you are gone. Who are we to question God? But God this is very difficult for us. A very dedicated servant in Your Vineyard. You were always willing to help with the writing of lessons for VBS and identify crafts, songs and many other activities. Our Nativity Day will follow, then Hosannah (Palm Sunday Procession) then Children’s Day, Oh Auntie Keshia! All these can never be the same without you. Lord, our hearts are heavy. We are consoled by the fact that we know you are in a better place. Keshia, you’ve gone too quickly to walk on the Streets of Gold we teach the children about.

When the Church decided to rededicate the Girls and Boys Brigade after years of dormancy, Keshia was one of the people who volunteered her services and enrolled as a Girls Brigade Officer. She served in the Girls Brigade for many years. Whenever there’s work to be done for the Lord, you would certainly see Auntie Keshia. She willingly demonstrated one of our songs; “When He calls me, I will answer.” She was always somewhere working for her Lord and now gone to be with Him forever. Auntie Keshia was always the first go-to- person for most teachers on duty who could not make it to Church for one reason or the other. She never refused, unless

she was on duty herself in another class. She sometimes continuously worked both services because there were not enough teachers.

During the COVID-19 pandemic, you were pivotal in keeping the Ezekiel (Under – Five) class ministered to week after week during our Online Services. You were just fantastic and your presentations on point and engaging even though the children were not in front of you. What a gem? You never complained when you had to record your presentations again when it didn’t meet the technical specifications. Recordings were very difficult for all teachers and so to have to retake or re-record as we called it was something else, but you never grumbled or refused to retake. You would accept in that soft humble voice and your delivery was always better with the palpable joy with which you served your maker. Oh! Auntie Keshia.

News of your wedding was welcomed with such funfair and joy at the Sunday School

and we were there to celebrate this special occasion with you, little did we know that you’ll not be around for us to share in the joy of your First Anniversary.

Our last time together with you as a group was at the Easter Picnic and we cherish those moments so dearly. Oh! if only we had known that was our last time together with you. Oh! Auntie Keshia.

We encourage Sammy your Dearest Husband, your twin sister Tasha, your Mum and the entire Mante and Tenkorang families with the words of MH 511 stanza 5b “Though painful at present, twill cease before long; And then, O how pleasant, The conqueror’s song!”

Auntie Keshia, the children, parents and teachers of Trinity United Church Children’s Ministry say sleep well gallant soldier of the Lord till we meet again at Jesus’ feet. We love you dearly and miss you beyond words. Da yie!


Tribute By The United Church Children’s Ministry Choreography

Although our hearts are broken, and your new state in Christ Jesus is far from our understanding, with every tear that falls as we bid you farewell, we choose to use this opportunity not to express our pain but our gratitude to both you and the one, our father, you are resting with.

You always taught choreography with a contagious energy that we could not match, although we tried. When we needed to go down, you went with us. When we needed to jump, you jumped with us. You lifted arms and legs, shook, and turned with us. 3noa no no. Na mo ab3 starte efiri Jehovah na you dey reign oo.

Why are you hungry? Or are you tired? Should we close? What are we wearing on Sunday? And we would respond with the costume prescribed for the choreography. We thought we had many more years with you. More Children’s Day and Nativity days to dance with you. To hear your voice and to hear you laugh when our bodies were doing the opposite of what you taught us. To see you dragging the speaker through the door, packing the chairs to the side, and taking your shoes off.

Jesus said, “Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these”, Matthew 19:14. You brought us closer to Jesus through dance. You did not hinder us even when it was obvious that

some of us were not born to dance. You understood the need for every one of us to draw near to our saviour. And for us, it was through all the times we were on and off the beat. However our steps to Christ looked like, all that mattered to you was that we were moving closer. Perfectly and imperfectly.

Aunty Keshia, thank you. Thank you for jumping with us and for every time you lifted your hands and fell to the ground so we could use our bodies to worship. Heaven will be shaking when we finally meet again.

And like you taught us through a song, “And in God’s Word I’m told, I’ll walk the street of gold...” We know that as for you dier, you are dancing on the streets of gold. Keep dancing, when our Sunday comes, our plain white t-shirts will have no patterns like you kept repeating. We would not need blue jeans and white socks. A garment of praise we will have. And this time we hope you will not tell us nanka mo anya when we say yes anytime you ask if you should stand in front to lead the dance.

You will never be forgotten. When we grow older and think back of our days in Sunday School, memories of you will always be brought back to life. Not a fallen solider in Christ, but a solider at rest for an eternity dance battle. We hope your shoes are off.



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