Odilia Fongho

O God, my loving Father, I pray for The Fongho Family, who need to know you are near them during their time of loss. May they realise that you are their only true refuge.

Thank you for your promise to heal the broken-hearted and bind up those who are wounded.  Heal The Fongho Family's broken heart Father, and bind up all their wounds, I pray.  On their behalf, I claim your promise to do so, as I pray.

May The Fongho Family receive your healing mercies for the sorrow, loss, and grief they feel.  Let them experience  your compassion, comfort, and love, right now.

How I thank you, Father, that Jesus , who is acquainted with sorrow and grief, is touched with the feels The Fongho Family is experiencing now and ever lives to make intercession for them and all the saints, according to your will.

Let your power, that heals the broken-hearted, turn The Fongho Family's sorrow into joy.  Lead them to find a place of rejoicing in their life, as they realise that Jesus has overcome the world and all losses they may have sustained.

Father, I ask that you would help The Fongho Family understand and believe that all things are working together for good in their life, because they love you and are called according to your purpose.  Help them to believe that the sorrows they are experiencing will pass away and are not worthy to be compared with the glory you shall reveal to them. Thank you for this assurance from your Word, dear God.

May the comforting presence of the Holy Spitrit, who is their Helper, surround The Fongho Family's life.  Father, I ask that they would receive your comfort now, realising that they are not alone, for you are always with them.

Lord God, I ask that The Fongho Family would truly understand that nothing, including their losses, will ever be able to separate them from your love in Christ Jesus.  May they believe the truth that they are more than conquerors through Christ who loves them.

Give them a major spiritual breakthrough, Father.  Restore their soul and enable them to rejoice and praise you, as they recognise that you always give them the victory through the Lord Jesus Christ.

Thank you for hearing and answering my prayer for The Fongho Family.  

In the victorious name of Jesus I pray, Amen 

Mum, it’s difficult to accept that u are gone. U left so soon. Like King David –2 Samuel 12:16 - 23, when you where sick, we prayed and fasted that God should heal you but He decided underwise.
I will forever salute you, because you been all I ever needed in my life. You taught me to never give up on my dreams but to persevere no matter how hard the storms may be and you where a perfect example. Mum I will for ever miss you. Adieu mama. Love you. Fred

Dear Aunty Odile,

                                   You have done something which I don’t know how I am going to take it off my mind. You left for the hospital and never return home, not to talk of what to tell Tebi, Dora, Daniel, and David. Tebi and Dora, that are asking me now, why are you not calling aunty Odile again I don’t know what to tell them. We all miss you and love you Aunty Odile, But God Loves you best. Farewell Aunty Odile.

Rahael A .Tangne

Dear Aunty Odile,

                                         I was devastated when I heard you died in the hospital on Saturday. I wish you could have survived so we can all see you again. Your sickness was just too complicated and hard to cure so it was hard to survive it. You struggled and we all prayed for you. Ever since I was you were like a second mom to me. We use to always go places or I would stay at your house on vacations with my brother and sister.  My favorite trip was when you took me to a Marta station and rode it around the air port and through Atlanta and back. You even had to get me new shoes because my feet began to hurt. That was a very fun and exciting day. I always used to keep you on the phone when I had troubles with the computer for homework and you would always help me and find the solution to the problem. I also remember when I was at your house you always made cornbread and one time we did it together and sometimes you would come to our house with chicken wings and cornbread.  You always used to bring Daniel and David to come to our place to play with Tebi, Dora, and I and they would sleep over at our house.  When you were getting close to the end of your life I was very sorry for the things that happened. I was happy when you came to stay with us when you were very sick. When you went to the hospital and had surgeries we always prayed for you. Then it got to a point when you couldn’t talk you were forced to write and when you messed up you would always get frustrated. Now that you have died we all hope that god has accepted you into his kingdom. I love you very much and you will never be forgotten in my mind. When Daniel and David find out they will be very sad and they will never get to know you and maybe forget you as time passes, but I will not let them forget you. Aunty Odile I will always love you and I’ll never forget you. You will always be my Aunty Mighty,

                                                                                                  Your Nephew

My Dear Alice and the Fongho Family,

Words can not go deep enough to express the sorrow that I feel at the passing of Odile. I remember those days back in Cameroon, and interesting encounters with Odile the francophone who spoke Metta and French! Those were the days...So kind, so fullof life, so beautiful, so young, and snatched away too soon! My heart is heavy for she left us a day after my cousin, Kitcha Daniel passed away in the UK. Only God knows why. May he guide and protect you in this moment of grieve, and may you be comforted by the loving memories of happier times shared with Odile. We loved her but God loves her more. We will miss her.
May She now rest in peace with the Lord. 

Bri

It is with utmost pain and tears that I scribble this tribute Mom. The question that keeps coming to my mind is why, why, why Lord??

Yes, why are good people taken away just at their prime? Only the Lord can answer.
Mom, you were and will always remain a good person. When I look down memory lane, your good deeds are countless. I am dumbfounded and wonder what I would have become without you? 

As I write from Kinshasa, I can picture you with your usual caring and loving smile. I can still see you on one of the few framed pictures in Late Pa Mancho’s parlour in Buea with me by your side. I can still get the echo of your voice reminding me that: “David, even if we now have the same height, I am still your mother”. 

From Ebolowa to Douala, you have always been there. Prior to your departure to America from Douala, the late Sister Dora and I were living with you. Salute her on my behalf. The two of you have and will always be marvelous to me. As if by coincidence the last time I saw you was during the passing on to eternity of Sister Dora if my memory is not failing me. 

Your open mindedness and objectivity are virtues I will never forget. You were always there for us against all odds. What a sign of love!

I prayed the Lord Almighty to heal you when news of your illness got to me but He decided otherwise. His ways they say are not ours. He has decided to relieve you of the pains and give you peace. We now have a big family in the land of eternity. I strongly believe they, together with the Lord will receive you with open arms for the good person you are. 

It is very difficult for us, but by His Grace it will be well. 

At this very trying moment, one can only be consoled by the words of church hymnary 529: “Courage brother do not stumble though thy path be dark as night…..” 

A Dieu Mom! 

Yours David.

Dear family

Accept my deepest sympathy. May our Lord's comfort be your strength.

To The Fongho Family and to everyone else who mourns Aunty Odile's death.

May the lord fortify you in these hard times and remember that he loves us. if Aunty left us when she did it is for a reason and we must remember to get closer and closer to the Lord because his grace is everlasting.

John 14:1-4 “Let not your hearts be troubled. Believe in God; believe also in me. In my Father’s house are many rooms. If it were not so, would I have told you that I go to prepare a place for you? And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again and will take you to myself, that where I am you may be also. And you know the way to where I am going.”

Stay Blessed and Stay Strong
-God Is Love 

My dear people,
odilia was the only Fongho child i never had the opportunity to meet in person, but knowing any one of you was just as good as knowing her because each one of you had passed and stayed over at her place in douala and will proudly talk about your francophone educated sister.
This much i knew about her : that she was a loving and caring person who minded her business. she will not occupy heself with things which do not concern her. I can imagine the kind of person who will give without expecting anything in return. how she must have born all the pain courageously, not wanting to be a burden on others! We thank God for her life and trust Him to take care of those young boys through our hands and hearts;
may she find rest in the bosom of our Creator.

The Fongho’s Family,

I met our sister Odile Bih Fongho once at her sister’s home, Alice and was amazed by the grace and respect she showed when I talked with her about the experiences we share here in the United States. She listened as a sister, looking at me, taking in every word that I said. Her personality came through as a loving and caring person just based on first impression. When I listened to her life story from her sister, it dawn onto me that my instinct about the person I encountered that night was she, Odile Bih Fongho - warm and caring just as I noted a year or so ago. There was no clue about what will become of her when she returned to Atlanta. And this is how God works through us and in us. We do not know what tomorrow will bring and so as we celebrate her life and grieve the loss, praise the Lord for taking her by HIS side, we are reminded to ask once more - Who are we? Who are we to decide what will become of us?  And so with tears in my eyes, I say farewell, Send-off … and with joy, I say Praise be to the God for HE is the last word! Amen!

Peace be with the family!

Agwo Tata and family

Boston, USA