Memorial, Burial & Thanksgiving Service of the late
Mrs. Juliana Ama Seneadza
1934 - 2023
I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. Now there is in store for me the crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous Judge, will award to me on that day and not only to me, but also to all who have longed for his appearing
(2 Timothy 4: 7-8).
(2 Timothy 4: 7-8).
Order of Service
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Call to Worship
Hymn 356: 1-5
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Prayer
Opening Prayer
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Biography
Read by Prof. Oswald Seneadza
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Tributes
Tribute by Children, Grandchildren and In-Laws
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Praises/Offertory/Worship
Hymn 457: 1-2
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Sermon
Pastor Dumevi
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Presentation of Wreaths
By paster
BIOGRAPHY
OF THE LATE JULIANA AMA SENEADZA
I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. Now there is in store for me the crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous Judge, will award to me on that day and not only to me, but also to all who have longed for his appearing (2 Timothy 4: 7-8).
Early Childhood and Education
Juliana Ama Seneadza was born on May 12th, 1934, as the first child of Sosthenes Kwame Addae from the Adovi clan of Ve-Koloenu, who served as a Chief Linguist, and Madam Margaret Agudu, a native of Gbi-Wegbe, both of blessed memory. She was baptised into the Evangelical Presbyterian Church and given the name Juliana Addae. Affectionately known as 'Da Julie' or simply 'Davi', she earned these endearing titles from her admirers due to her remarkable modesty and humility.
During her early years and primary education, she resided with her paternal aunt, Grace Abo, a prosperous trader specialising in European cloths, in Hohoe, Volta Region. She continued her education at Hohoe Senior School from 1946 to 1950, where she successfully obtained her Middle School Leaving Certificate. Mathematics emerged as her strongest subject, in which she excelled in all examinations – a notable accomplishment for girls during that era. Da Julie became renowned as a popular 'hundred-metre sprinter' for her school, emerging as the fastest girl in the Hohoe District during inter-school athletic competitions. Her speed earned her the nickname 'Morris Minor,' after the British car produced between 1946 and 1971, which had become synonymous with fast runners of that time. Subsequently, she embarked on her teaching career as a pupil teacher, initially at Ayoma Primary School and later at Ve-Koloenu Primary School, serving from 1950 to 1954.
Marriage and Family Life
At Ve-Koloenu, while serving as a pupil teacher, Da Julie had the privilege of crossing paths with Michael Yao Seneadza, a promising, handsome, and intelligent young head-teacher of the E.P. Middle School. They soon fell in love and entered into the sacred bond of marriage. In 1955, Da Julie and Michael, affectionately known as M.Y., were united in holy matrimony according to the customs and traditions of the Evangelical Presbyterian Church. Instead of a spontaneous courtship, their families orchestrated their engagement and subsequent traditional marriage ceremony in Ve-Koloenu. The event was particularly special as it marked the first marriage to be blessed in the newly constructed E.P. Chapel in Ve-Kolenu. Mr. Edwin Anyomi and Madam Agnes Aniabre, two esteemed Ve-Kolenu members who are now of blessed memory, witnessed the blessing ceremony that Reverend G. K. Alifo, the Leklebi District Pastor at the time, officiated.
Throughout their remarkable forty-eight 48)-year union (from 1955 to 2003, when she lost her beloved husband), Da Julie and M.Y. cultivated a joyful, fruitful, and harmonious partnership, embracing their distinct personalities. Da Julie, in her entirety, exuded tremendous compassion, kindness, and above all, a deep devotion to her faith. She stood as a prayer warrior, offering spiritual and emotional support for the entire family. Her love extended unconditionally to their children, namely Dorothia, Kenneth (both of blessed memory), Oswald, Wisdom, and Asiwome. Additionally, she nurtured and cherished Mawufemor, whom she embraced as her own from birth. The bond between Da Julie and Mawufemor can only be described as covetous. Their love for each other was immeasurable and unwavering, transcending every moment until Da Julie's last breath.
Beyond their immediate family, Da Julie and M.Y accommodated forty two (42) other children who, at various times between 1955 and 2003, for one reason-to ensure their education was never compromised or interrupted. These children included relatives, in-laws, friends, orphans, and siblings from the Seneadza and Addae families. Each of these individuals flourished into influential adults, attaining remarkable achievements in their respective professions and assuming various positions within the community and Ghanaian society as a whole. Some emerged as Professors, Lawyers, Medical Doctors, Engineers, Nurses, Reverend Ministers, Public Servants, Teachers, and more. Da Julie, in conjunction with her husband, utilised their resources to support the education of their children and extended family members, viewing their academic accomplishments as the pinnacle of pride and satisfaction.
Da Julie stood as a steadfast pillar, binding together the entire Seneadza family. Her unwavering dedication and support for her husband's endeavours cannot be over emphasised. M.Y Seneadza's success cannot be decoupled from the invaluable contribution of Da Julie. Yes she was the exceptional woman behind her husband. She supported her husband to send his siblings abroad for further education. Notable examples include the late Dr. T.A.K. Seneadza, who went to Poland in 1961 to study medicine, the late Dr. Victor Kodzo Seneadza, who studied anthropology at Heidelberg University, Germany in 1962; and the late Samuel Kofi Seneadza, who successfully pursued Electrical Engineering in the United States in 1963.
Da Julie carried forth the legacy with unwavering diligence and grace following her husband's passing. All these endeavours stand as irrefutable evidence that the legacy of Da Julie and her husband extends far beyond material possessions and substantial bank accounts. Their true investment lies in the lives of the people they nurtured and supported. We celebrate and take pride in the remarkable life she led. Da Julie fulfilled her earthly mission with unwavering bravery, unwavering faith, and unwavering commitment as a devoted soldier of the cross. Truly, a mighty tree that once cast a protective shadow over the Seneadza family has fallen, leaving an irreplaceable void in its wake.
Social and Communal Life
She resigned from the teaching service in 1957 and embarked on a new venture in the trade of European clothing, specialising in fashionable attire for male and female teachers across various teaching stations where her husband served: Leklebi-Dugah (1957–1959), Ve-Koloenu (1959–1969), Anfoega Akukome (1969–1975), and Vakpo (1975–1978), all situated in the Volta Region. The proceeds from her successful enterprise were devoted to supporting her husband in his endeavours.
In the early 1960s, Da Julie took great pride in establishing a cultural dance group for young girls in the Ve-Koloenu community, which she named 'Kantata'. Through this initiative, she aimed to instill a sense of decorum and grace in Christian girls, redirecting their energy towards the art of dance instead of engaging in idle games with boys or venturing out unaccompanied at night. She would gather them in the evenings, teaching them to read the Bible and imparting valuable moral lessons. Recognising the need for extracurricular training for the numerous children in the village, Da Julie felt compelled to take action.
In the late 1960s, Da Julie established a school specifically to cater for children below school-going age, naming it 'Abordzokpo'. Initially, the school comprised a bamboo-fenced area with thatched roofing, accommodating just over twenty (20) children. However, in 1966, she secured permission to relocate the school to the old E.P. Church chapel. This marked the inception of a kindergarten in Ve-Kolenu, operating as a day nursery. By the end of 1967, the school's enrolment had surpassed eighty (80) children, thanks to the support of the E.P. Mission and her husband. The school was officially recognised as one of the Local council-assisted Kindergartens. In 1968, when her husband was transferred to Anfoega-Akukome Middle School, Da Julie made the difficult decision to leave Ve-Kolenu and entrust the school to the E.P. Mission. Unfortunately, without a successor to carry on her work, the premier Kindergarten in Ve-Kolenu eventually faltered but resurfaced in the late 1980s. However, what brought immense satisfaction and fulfilment to Da Julie was witnessing the significant accomplishments of the first batch of 'Abordzokpo' children. Among their ranks emerged two medical doctors, a lawyer, a civil engineer, a health officer, and numerous other professionals. Fondly referring to themselves as 'the Golden Abordzokpo Class', many of them enthusiastically attended Da Julie's 80th birthday celebration. On that special occasion, the class presented her with a heartfelt citation, expressing deep gratitude for her care and the solid foundation she had laid, which guided their educational and life journeys.
Christian Life and Devotion
Da Julie was a woman of virtue and a devoted Christian, embodying commendable qualities. She adhered to the teachings of the Lord and sought to align herself with what is morally right rather than merely conforming to societal beliefs. Her tireless energy was dedicated to the service of the Global Evangelical Church in Ve-Koloenu. She was elected as a Presbyter and served as the leader of the women's Bible class. Additionally, she remained an active member of the church choir until her passing. Da Julie played a role in organising the annual nativity play during Christmas and cherished the role of Joseph in the group known as 'Israelviwo.' Her faith and trust in the redemptive work of Jesus Christ were unwavering.
Following the separation of the Global Evangelical Church from the Evangelical Presbyterian Church in 1991, Da Julie and her husband generously offered their house to the newly formed church for use in worship. For several years, they provided accommodation in their home for all the pastors assigned to the church. In 1996, Da Julie donated two plots of land to the church, intending to build a chapel and a mission house for the Koloenu/Dafor District Pastors. These donations were later officially recognised.
Even in her old age, Da Julie's children never left her in need of anything. They made every effort to ensure her happiness and peace of mind. Their love for their mother was demonstrated in various ways. For instance, in 2008, Da Julie had the opportunity to visit one of her children in Zambia, where she marvelled at the magnificent Victoria Falls in Livingstone. Upon her return, she expressed her gratitude to her children, stating, "I have witnessed the outstanding beauty and greatness of God whom I serve, and I am most grateful to my children for this opportunity." This experience renewed her faith in worshipping God. Her children also provided her with a new house, where she resided until her passing. In 2014, they celebrated her 80th birthday in the community, paying tribute to her through various citations that acknowledged her contributions to their lives. In her own words to those around her, she said, "I am thankful to my children for allowing me to witness, in retrospect, the celebration of my life. Count your blessings one by one, and you will see what the Lord has done for you."
Beginning of the End
At the age of 89, Da Julie remained active and continued to perform her routine household chores until an unfortunate incident occurred in April 2023. She had a domestic accident that resulted in a fractured hip bone. She was initially treated at Kpando Hospital and later transferred to Korlebu Teaching Hospital in Accra, where she underwent orthopaedic surgery based on medical advice. Unfortunately, complications arose three days later, and on May 11, 2023, at 5:00 a.m., she passed away.
There are three (3) children, fifteen (15) grandchildren, and thirteen (13) great-grandchildren left behind by her.
The Addae and Seneadza families of Ve-Koloenu and the Agudu family of Gbi-Wegbe bid farewell to Da Julie. She will forever hold a place in our hearts.
May her soul find eternal and perfect rest in the arms of God, the Almighty.
As the Lord gives and takes away,
Da Julie, Hedenyuie Mawu nenor kpli wo.
OF THE LATE JULIANA AMA SENEADZA
I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. Now there is in store for me the crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous Judge, will award to me on that day and not only to me, but also to all who have longed for his appearing (2 Timothy 4: 7-8).
Early Childhood and Education
Juliana Ama Seneadza was born on May 12th, 1934, as the first child of Sosthenes Kwame Addae from the Adovi clan of Ve-Koloenu, who served as a Chief Linguist, and Madam Margaret Agudu, a native of Gbi-Wegbe, both of blessed memory. She was baptised into the Evangelical Presbyterian Church and given the name Juliana Addae. Affectionately known as 'Da Julie' or simply 'Davi', she earned these endearing titles from her admirers due to her remarkable modesty and humility.
During her early years and primary education, she resided with her paternal aunt, Grace Abo, a prosperous trader specialising in European cloths, in Hohoe, Volta Region. She continued her education at Hohoe Senior School from 1946 to 1950, where she successfully obtained her Middle School Leaving Certificate. Mathematics emerged as her strongest subject, in which she excelled in all examinations – a notable accomplishment for girls during that era. Da Julie became renowned as a popular 'hundred-metre sprinter' for her school, emerging as the fastest girl in the Hohoe District during inter-school athletic competitions. Her speed earned her the nickname 'Morris Minor,' after the British car produced between 1946 and 1971, which had become synonymous with fast runners of that time. Subsequently, she embarked on her teaching career as a pupil teacher, initially at Ayoma Primary School and later at Ve-Koloenu Primary School, serving from 1950 to 1954.
Marriage and Family Life
At Ve-Koloenu, while serving as a pupil teacher, Da Julie had the privilege of crossing paths with Michael Yao Seneadza, a promising, handsome, and intelligent young head-teacher of the E.P. Middle School. They soon fell in love and entered into the sacred bond of marriage. In 1955, Da Julie and Michael, affectionately known as M.Y., were united in holy matrimony according to the customs and traditions of the Evangelical Presbyterian Church. Instead of a spontaneous courtship, their families orchestrated their engagement and subsequent traditional marriage ceremony in Ve-Koloenu. The event was particularly special as it marked the first marriage to be blessed in the newly constructed E.P. Chapel in Ve-Kolenu. Mr. Edwin Anyomi and Madam Agnes Aniabre, two esteemed Ve-Kolenu members who are now of blessed memory, witnessed the blessing ceremony that Reverend G. K. Alifo, the Leklebi District Pastor at the time, officiated.
Throughout their remarkable forty-eight 48)-year union (from 1955 to 2003, when she lost her beloved husband), Da Julie and M.Y. cultivated a joyful, fruitful, and harmonious partnership, embracing their distinct personalities. Da Julie, in her entirety, exuded tremendous compassion, kindness, and above all, a deep devotion to her faith. She stood as a prayer warrior, offering spiritual and emotional support for the entire family. Her love extended unconditionally to their children, namely Dorothia, Kenneth (both of blessed memory), Oswald, Wisdom, and Asiwome. Additionally, she nurtured and cherished Mawufemor, whom she embraced as her own from birth. The bond between Da Julie and Mawufemor can only be described as covetous. Their love for each other was immeasurable and unwavering, transcending every moment until Da Julie's last breath.
Beyond their immediate family, Da Julie and M.Y accommodated forty two (42) other children who, at various times between 1955 and 2003, for one reason-to ensure their education was never compromised or interrupted. These children included relatives, in-laws, friends, orphans, and siblings from the Seneadza and Addae families. Each of these individuals flourished into influential adults, attaining remarkable achievements in their respective professions and assuming various positions within the community and Ghanaian society as a whole. Some emerged as Professors, Lawyers, Medical Doctors, Engineers, Nurses, Reverend Ministers, Public Servants, Teachers, and more. Da Julie, in conjunction with her husband, utilised their resources to support the education of their children and extended family members, viewing their academic accomplishments as the pinnacle of pride and satisfaction.
Da Julie stood as a steadfast pillar, binding together the entire Seneadza family. Her unwavering dedication and support for her husband's endeavours cannot be over emphasised. M.Y Seneadza's success cannot be decoupled from the invaluable contribution of Da Julie. Yes she was the exceptional woman behind her husband. She supported her husband to send his siblings abroad for further education. Notable examples include the late Dr. T.A.K. Seneadza, who went to Poland in 1961 to study medicine, the late Dr. Victor Kodzo Seneadza, who studied anthropology at Heidelberg University, Germany in 1962; and the late Samuel Kofi Seneadza, who successfully pursued Electrical Engineering in the United States in 1963.
Da Julie carried forth the legacy with unwavering diligence and grace following her husband's passing. All these endeavours stand as irrefutable evidence that the legacy of Da Julie and her husband extends far beyond material possessions and substantial bank accounts. Their true investment lies in the lives of the people they nurtured and supported. We celebrate and take pride in the remarkable life she led. Da Julie fulfilled her earthly mission with unwavering bravery, unwavering faith, and unwavering commitment as a devoted soldier of the cross. Truly, a mighty tree that once cast a protective shadow over the Seneadza family has fallen, leaving an irreplaceable void in its wake.
Social and Communal Life
She resigned from the teaching service in 1957 and embarked on a new venture in the trade of European clothing, specialising in fashionable attire for male and female teachers across various teaching stations where her husband served: Leklebi-Dugah (1957–1959), Ve-Koloenu (1959–1969), Anfoega Akukome (1969–1975), and Vakpo (1975–1978), all situated in the Volta Region. The proceeds from her successful enterprise were devoted to supporting her husband in his endeavours.
In the early 1960s, Da Julie took great pride in establishing a cultural dance group for young girls in the Ve-Koloenu community, which she named 'Kantata'. Through this initiative, she aimed to instill a sense of decorum and grace in Christian girls, redirecting their energy towards the art of dance instead of engaging in idle games with boys or venturing out unaccompanied at night. She would gather them in the evenings, teaching them to read the Bible and imparting valuable moral lessons. Recognising the need for extracurricular training for the numerous children in the village, Da Julie felt compelled to take action.
In the late 1960s, Da Julie established a school specifically to cater for children below school-going age, naming it 'Abordzokpo'. Initially, the school comprised a bamboo-fenced area with thatched roofing, accommodating just over twenty (20) children. However, in 1966, she secured permission to relocate the school to the old E.P. Church chapel. This marked the inception of a kindergarten in Ve-Kolenu, operating as a day nursery. By the end of 1967, the school's enrolment had surpassed eighty (80) children, thanks to the support of the E.P. Mission and her husband. The school was officially recognised as one of the Local council-assisted Kindergartens. In 1968, when her husband was transferred to Anfoega-Akukome Middle School, Da Julie made the difficult decision to leave Ve-Kolenu and entrust the school to the E.P. Mission. Unfortunately, without a successor to carry on her work, the premier Kindergarten in Ve-Kolenu eventually faltered but resurfaced in the late 1980s. However, what brought immense satisfaction and fulfilment to Da Julie was witnessing the significant accomplishments of the first batch of 'Abordzokpo' children. Among their ranks emerged two medical doctors, a lawyer, a civil engineer, a health officer, and numerous other professionals. Fondly referring to themselves as 'the Golden Abordzokpo Class', many of them enthusiastically attended Da Julie's 80th birthday celebration. On that special occasion, the class presented her with a heartfelt citation, expressing deep gratitude for her care and the solid foundation she had laid, which guided their educational and life journeys.
Christian Life and Devotion
Da Julie was a woman of virtue and a devoted Christian, embodying commendable qualities. She adhered to the teachings of the Lord and sought to align herself with what is morally right rather than merely conforming to societal beliefs. Her tireless energy was dedicated to the service of the Global Evangelical Church in Ve-Koloenu. She was elected as a Presbyter and served as the leader of the women's Bible class. Additionally, she remained an active member of the church choir until her passing. Da Julie played a role in organising the annual nativity play during Christmas and cherished the role of Joseph in the group known as 'Israelviwo.' Her faith and trust in the redemptive work of Jesus Christ were unwavering.
Following the separation of the Global Evangelical Church from the Evangelical Presbyterian Church in 1991, Da Julie and her husband generously offered their house to the newly formed church for use in worship. For several years, they provided accommodation in their home for all the pastors assigned to the church. In 1996, Da Julie donated two plots of land to the church, intending to build a chapel and a mission house for the Koloenu/Dafor District Pastors. These donations were later officially recognised.
Even in her old age, Da Julie's children never left her in need of anything. They made every effort to ensure her happiness and peace of mind. Their love for their mother was demonstrated in various ways. For instance, in 2008, Da Julie had the opportunity to visit one of her children in Zambia, where she marvelled at the magnificent Victoria Falls in Livingstone. Upon her return, she expressed her gratitude to her children, stating, "I have witnessed the outstanding beauty and greatness of God whom I serve, and I am most grateful to my children for this opportunity." This experience renewed her faith in worshipping God. Her children also provided her with a new house, where she resided until her passing. In 2014, they celebrated her 80th birthday in the community, paying tribute to her through various citations that acknowledged her contributions to their lives. In her own words to those around her, she said, "I am thankful to my children for allowing me to witness, in retrospect, the celebration of my life. Count your blessings one by one, and you will see what the Lord has done for you."
Beginning of the End
At the age of 89, Da Julie remained active and continued to perform her routine household chores until an unfortunate incident occurred in April 2023. She had a domestic accident that resulted in a fractured hip bone. She was initially treated at Kpando Hospital and later transferred to Korlebu Teaching Hospital in Accra, where she underwent orthopaedic surgery based on medical advice. Unfortunately, complications arose three days later, and on May 11, 2023, at 5:00 a.m., she passed away.
There are three (3) children, fifteen (15) grandchildren, and thirteen (13) great-grandchildren left behind by her.
The Addae and Seneadza families of Ve-Koloenu and the Agudu family of Gbi-Wegbe bid farewell to Da Julie. She will forever hold a place in our hearts.
May her soul find eternal and perfect rest in the arms of God, the Almighty.
As the Lord gives and takes away,
Da Julie, Hedenyuie Mawu nenor kpli wo.
“While I draw this fleeting breath
When my eyelids close in death,
When I soar to worlds unknown,
See thee on thy judgment throne,
Rock of ages cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in thee”.
- MHB 498, Stanza 3
It can feel impossible to find the words to express the rush of love, gratitude, grief and nostalgia that we feel on this solemn occasion. The idea of expressing any of these emotions publicly can be daunting.
Our lasting memories of Dada are simple: hardworking, passionate figure of strength, a devoted prayer warrior who never wanes in the support of the church, a keystone figure of both the external and nucleus family who created pathways in good times and challenging times.
Growing up in the 1970’s and 1980’s was extremely difficult due to the challenging economic situation of the time for many families, and ours was no exception. Skipping breakfast occasionally before going to school wasn’t unusual. Dada only had to assure us that lunch will be ready on our return and same will be irresistible. When we became responsible adults and parents, we came to understand and appreciate Dada’s role in our lives as a major influence who fueled are paths to success in ways we will never forget.
Dada never looked away any time we had to face our father’s wrath for falling short of his expectation, she was there to intercede and apologize on our behalf but quick to explain to us not to misunderstand the purpose for punishment. Punishment according to Dada, was to achieve one purpose; to make of us useful and responsible parents when we step into their shoes.
Dada, you brought us up united, we bonded as brothers from the same stalk. You and our father of blessed memory made it clear to us that we should never relent or get tired in supporting each other even when our individual burden weighs heavy. We still can hear you saying “your individual success is meaningless unless the least amongst you is taking care of, the best of you cannot survive”. In other words, the individual distance we travel in life is not what matters, it is the gab we close amongst ourselves is what will forever define us.
Dada, each time you visit us in the city, it is either there is a church convention you had to attend or that you had appointment with your doctor. You were always in a hurry to return to the village, to spend time with your local church- Global Evangelical Church, a place you call your father’s house, a place you desired to spend your last days.
You devoted most of your time praying and fasting even when you were far advanced in age, a situation that got us worried because we believe that your long hours of fasting was compromising your health. When we challenged your strong views on long hours of fasting, you told us that “a man is as good as he is and that the degrees and titles he has after his name does not make him a better man or a lesser man. It is what a man is worth- his innate ability, his intellectual discipline and drive, but above all, his relationship with God.
Dada, on your 80th birthday anniversary, nine (9) years ago, it was evidently clear to us that you were not just our mother but a mother to many. The show of love and appreciation was overwhelming. You told us that no one should bother planting a flower on your grave should you die, because you had seen and received more than you truly deserve in your life time. With your passing, many have not just lost a mother but a worthy example.
Dada, you thought us not to magnify our sacrifices, instead we should always focus on God’s grace and not the sacrifice. You would always say “Jesus will do it, the young man – Jesus will never fail”. You believed that in teaching us strong christian values, you would never have to shed a tear over a wayward child. In all humility, we stand here to vindicate that position.
We are so grateful for your inspiration and all the ways you have paved for us. You will continue to be our strength and compass. We are so fortunate to witness kindness and a beautiful spirit that will forever remain.
We cannot conclude without recalling the lyrics in Morgan Cramp’s gospel song- THERE’S A PLACE FOR PEOPLE LIKE YOU.
If you give a little more than you take
And if you try to fix more than you break
If you are the kind who takes the time
To help a stranger in the rain
THERE’S A PLACE FOR PEOPLE LIKE YOU
If you stand up for those down on their knees
And lend voice to those who cannot speak
If you shine a little light to give sight
To the ones who’ve lost their way
THERE’S A PLACE FOR PEOPLE LIKE YOU
I’ve heard up there the streets are made of gold
And when you get there, there’s a hand to hold
I believe when your days down here are through
THERE’S A PLACE FOR PEOPLE LIKE YOU
If you walk around with your heart on your sleeve
And if you try’ na be the change you wanna see
If you laid down your life for love
So, someone could be saved
THERE’S A PLACE FOR PEOPLE LIKE YOU
Dada, we are anchored in our faith that there is a place for people like you in heaven as you take a bow from the stage.
Dada rest well.
Dada, good bye and good night.
When my eyelids close in death,
When I soar to worlds unknown,
See thee on thy judgment throne,
Rock of ages cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in thee”.
- MHB 498, Stanza 3
It can feel impossible to find the words to express the rush of love, gratitude, grief and nostalgia that we feel on this solemn occasion. The idea of expressing any of these emotions publicly can be daunting.
Our lasting memories of Dada are simple: hardworking, passionate figure of strength, a devoted prayer warrior who never wanes in the support of the church, a keystone figure of both the external and nucleus family who created pathways in good times and challenging times.
Growing up in the 1970’s and 1980’s was extremely difficult due to the challenging economic situation of the time for many families, and ours was no exception. Skipping breakfast occasionally before going to school wasn’t unusual. Dada only had to assure us that lunch will be ready on our return and same will be irresistible. When we became responsible adults and parents, we came to understand and appreciate Dada’s role in our lives as a major influence who fueled are paths to success in ways we will never forget.
Dada never looked away any time we had to face our father’s wrath for falling short of his expectation, she was there to intercede and apologize on our behalf but quick to explain to us not to misunderstand the purpose for punishment. Punishment according to Dada, was to achieve one purpose; to make of us useful and responsible parents when we step into their shoes.
Dada, you brought us up united, we bonded as brothers from the same stalk. You and our father of blessed memory made it clear to us that we should never relent or get tired in supporting each other even when our individual burden weighs heavy. We still can hear you saying “your individual success is meaningless unless the least amongst you is taking care of, the best of you cannot survive”. In other words, the individual distance we travel in life is not what matters, it is the gab we close amongst ourselves is what will forever define us.
Dada, each time you visit us in the city, it is either there is a church convention you had to attend or that you had appointment with your doctor. You were always in a hurry to return to the village, to spend time with your local church- Global Evangelical Church, a place you call your father’s house, a place you desired to spend your last days.
You devoted most of your time praying and fasting even when you were far advanced in age, a situation that got us worried because we believe that your long hours of fasting was compromising your health. When we challenged your strong views on long hours of fasting, you told us that “a man is as good as he is and that the degrees and titles he has after his name does not make him a better man or a lesser man. It is what a man is worth- his innate ability, his intellectual discipline and drive, but above all, his relationship with God.
Dada, on your 80th birthday anniversary, nine (9) years ago, it was evidently clear to us that you were not just our mother but a mother to many. The show of love and appreciation was overwhelming. You told us that no one should bother planting a flower on your grave should you die, because you had seen and received more than you truly deserve in your life time. With your passing, many have not just lost a mother but a worthy example.
Dada, you thought us not to magnify our sacrifices, instead we should always focus on God’s grace and not the sacrifice. You would always say “Jesus will do it, the young man – Jesus will never fail”. You believed that in teaching us strong christian values, you would never have to shed a tear over a wayward child. In all humility, we stand here to vindicate that position.
We are so grateful for your inspiration and all the ways you have paved for us. You will continue to be our strength and compass. We are so fortunate to witness kindness and a beautiful spirit that will forever remain.
We cannot conclude without recalling the lyrics in Morgan Cramp’s gospel song- THERE’S A PLACE FOR PEOPLE LIKE YOU.
If you give a little more than you take
And if you try to fix more than you break
If you are the kind who takes the time
To help a stranger in the rain
THERE’S A PLACE FOR PEOPLE LIKE YOU
If you stand up for those down on their knees
And lend voice to those who cannot speak
If you shine a little light to give sight
To the ones who’ve lost their way
THERE’S A PLACE FOR PEOPLE LIKE YOU
I’ve heard up there the streets are made of gold
And when you get there, there’s a hand to hold
I believe when your days down here are through
THERE’S A PLACE FOR PEOPLE LIKE YOU
If you walk around with your heart on your sleeve
And if you try’ na be the change you wanna see
If you laid down your life for love
So, someone could be saved
THERE’S A PLACE FOR PEOPLE LIKE YOU
Dada, we are anchored in our faith that there is a place for people like you in heaven as you take a bow from the stage.
Dada rest well.
Dada, good bye and good night.
TRIBUTE BY CHURCH CHOIR
GLOBAL EVANGELICAL CHURCH; LION OF JUDAH CHAPEL; VE KOLOENU/ DAFOR TO MRS. JULIANA SENEADZA.
‘And they sang a new song before the throne and before the four living creatures and the elders. No could learn the song except the 144,000 who had been redeemed from the earth’. Rev. 14:3
Daavi, as we affectionately called her, was a faithful member of the church choir and played an exemplary role to the end. She was an inspiration to all, without exception. Her zeal and enthusiasm for worshiping through music were amazing, even at her advanced age.
Daavi never missed any choir rally, whether at the presbytery or national level. At our Koforidua National rally, we noticed her absence, a situation that worried us. We combed everywhere looking for her, and after several minutes of searching, we found her singing joyfully with another choir. When we asked her why she abandoned us, she had this to say: "Don't you know that I was doing my Father’s assignment?" This reminded us of Jesus's reply to Mary and Joseph when he was twelve years old and had been missing in the synagogue. She also reminded us that we should not only be preoccupied with competition but also see ourselves as one great heavenly choir gathered to sing in praise of our maker.
When we were billed to attend the Kumasi rally, we thought it wise not to allow her to attend as she was growing frail due to her advanced age. This decision infuriated her greatly. When we tried to explain to her, this was her reply: "There is no better way or place to die than to die and be buried in God’s service."
Daavi was always willing to help fellow choir members, especially financially, when it was time for choir rallies. Her major goal was that, when she left earth for eternity, she would be part of that great heavenly choir - hence her love for Hymn Number 467, Stanza 1.
Ne mebu dziƒohadziha gã
Si le fiazikpui ŋgɔ la ŋu,
Wole Mawu kple Alẽvi la
Ƒe kafukafuha dzim ɖaa,
Nye dzi dina be masee ɖa,
Nu si mexɔ se yae makpɔ.
Daavi! Daavi!! Daavi!!!
We strongly believe you have joined that great heavenly choir.
Till we meet again. Rest in peace.
GLOBAL EVANGELICAL CHURCH; LION OF JUDAH CHAPEL; VE KOLOENU/ DAFOR TO MRS. JULIANA SENEADZA.
‘And they sang a new song before the throne and before the four living creatures and the elders. No could learn the song except the 144,000 who had been redeemed from the earth’. Rev. 14:3
Daavi, as we affectionately called her, was a faithful member of the church choir and played an exemplary role to the end. She was an inspiration to all, without exception. Her zeal and enthusiasm for worshiping through music were amazing, even at her advanced age.
Daavi never missed any choir rally, whether at the presbytery or national level. At our Koforidua National rally, we noticed her absence, a situation that worried us. We combed everywhere looking for her, and after several minutes of searching, we found her singing joyfully with another choir. When we asked her why she abandoned us, she had this to say: "Don't you know that I was doing my Father’s assignment?" This reminded us of Jesus's reply to Mary and Joseph when he was twelve years old and had been missing in the synagogue. She also reminded us that we should not only be preoccupied with competition but also see ourselves as one great heavenly choir gathered to sing in praise of our maker.
When we were billed to attend the Kumasi rally, we thought it wise not to allow her to attend as she was growing frail due to her advanced age. This decision infuriated her greatly. When we tried to explain to her, this was her reply: "There is no better way or place to die than to die and be buried in God’s service."
Daavi was always willing to help fellow choir members, especially financially, when it was time for choir rallies. Her major goal was that, when she left earth for eternity, she would be part of that great heavenly choir - hence her love for Hymn Number 467, Stanza 1.
Ne mebu dziƒohadziha gã
Si le fiazikpui ŋgɔ la ŋu,
Wole Mawu kple Alẽvi la
Ƒe kafukafuha dzim ɖaa,
Nye dzi dina be masee ɖa,
Nu si mexɔ se yae makpɔ.
Daavi! Daavi!! Daavi!!!
We strongly believe you have joined that great heavenly choir.
Till we meet again. Rest in peace.
I will praise my Maker while I’ve breath, and when my voice is lost in death. Praise shall employ my noble powers. My days of praise shall never be past while life and thought are being last, or immortality endures ……MHB 428.
Dada, as we fondly called her, was special in our hearts and thoughts ever since we came into her life through her sons until her demise. Dada was a wonderful, godly lady who took pride in stating her religious convictions and sought to please the Lord in all that she did and stood for. She upheld her children, grandchildren and great grandchildren in prayer daily even till her last breath. Dada was the reason we regularly visited home with our children. She made sure our car boots were filled up with food stuff when leaving. Her constant last words of prayers before our departure anytime we visited her were – “Ne mileme maadzor, ne woadzor mi maanor emeo” – this was an inference to the strong belief that Jesus would take us safely home and no evil would befall us on our way.
Dada, we are so proud and so honoured to have called you our mother-in-law. You were one of the strongest women of faith and virtue that we had the privilege of knowing. You fought valiantly against all odds and even in your adversities you were cheerful till the end. Thank you for raising our husbands that we love and for instilling in them the enduring strength that we see as one of their many amazing qualities. We will miss you dearly. It is our prayer that the good Lord gives you an everlasting rest.
Dada, rest with your maker till we meet again.
Dada, as we fondly called her, was special in our hearts and thoughts ever since we came into her life through her sons until her demise. Dada was a wonderful, godly lady who took pride in stating her religious convictions and sought to please the Lord in all that she did and stood for. She upheld her children, grandchildren and great grandchildren in prayer daily even till her last breath. Dada was the reason we regularly visited home with our children. She made sure our car boots were filled up with food stuff when leaving. Her constant last words of prayers before our departure anytime we visited her were – “Ne mileme maadzor, ne woadzor mi maanor emeo” – this was an inference to the strong belief that Jesus would take us safely home and no evil would befall us on our way.
Dada, we are so proud and so honoured to have called you our mother-in-law. You were one of the strongest women of faith and virtue that we had the privilege of knowing. You fought valiantly against all odds and even in your adversities you were cheerful till the end. Thank you for raising our husbands that we love and for instilling in them the enduring strength that we see as one of their many amazing qualities. We will miss you dearly. It is our prayer that the good Lord gives you an everlasting rest.
Dada, rest with your maker till we meet again.
The noble only touch the taste of death but once.
Dada, our beloved grandmother, was your cherished moniker. Now, when we whisper your name, it resonates like an enduring echo that refuses to wane.
Though our shared moments were not those of long weeks and months, they carried the weight of timeless memories.
We, your grandchildren, are blessed beyond measure.Having met you in what we regard as your "God years".
God's divine timing brought us into your life at a stage of wisdom and maturity. And your life lessons, the distillations of your lived experiences, were formative threads that shaped our minds.
Some may disagree, but we firmly believe that we understood you in ways different, perhaps deeper, than even your children.Unlike them, who journeyed with you through your tribulations and triumphs. We had the privilege of knowing your refined self, the culmination of a life well lived.
When you visited, we reluctantly switched to African Magic so you could revel in your beloved African films. We did it for the sheer delight that danced in your eyes.
Expressing our love for you in a language that transcended words.
You may have left the physical realm, but your footprints remain etched in the sands of time.
You taught us love, care, and protection in their purest form. For this and more, we are forever indebted. Though we could fill volumes with tales of your worthiness and the lives you touched, No amount of words could encapsulate the depth of what you mean to us. Even the heavens attest to our inability to fully express our adoration.
Our hearts brim with love for you, yet, steeped in irony, we stand at your farewell. Yet, know this: your memory will remain our cherished keepsake, undimmed by the passage of time.
Journey on, Dada, journey on.
Let us close with these poignant words from W. H. Auden's Funeral Blues:
"Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the choir and mourners come...
She was our North, our South, our East our West,
Our working week, our Sunday rest, our prayer warrior
Our noon, our midnight, our talk, our song;
We thought that love would last forever, we were so wrong and naive...
The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood;
For nothing now can ever come to any good."
Journey on, Dada, journey on.
Dada, our beloved grandmother, was your cherished moniker. Now, when we whisper your name, it resonates like an enduring echo that refuses to wane.
Though our shared moments were not those of long weeks and months, they carried the weight of timeless memories.
We, your grandchildren, are blessed beyond measure.Having met you in what we regard as your "God years".
God's divine timing brought us into your life at a stage of wisdom and maturity. And your life lessons, the distillations of your lived experiences, were formative threads that shaped our minds.
Some may disagree, but we firmly believe that we understood you in ways different, perhaps deeper, than even your children.Unlike them, who journeyed with you through your tribulations and triumphs. We had the privilege of knowing your refined self, the culmination of a life well lived.
When you visited, we reluctantly switched to African Magic so you could revel in your beloved African films. We did it for the sheer delight that danced in your eyes.
Expressing our love for you in a language that transcended words.
You may have left the physical realm, but your footprints remain etched in the sands of time.
You taught us love, care, and protection in their purest form. For this and more, we are forever indebted. Though we could fill volumes with tales of your worthiness and the lives you touched, No amount of words could encapsulate the depth of what you mean to us. Even the heavens attest to our inability to fully express our adoration.
Our hearts brim with love for you, yet, steeped in irony, we stand at your farewell. Yet, know this: your memory will remain our cherished keepsake, undimmed by the passage of time.
Journey on, Dada, journey on.
Let us close with these poignant words from W. H. Auden's Funeral Blues:
"Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the choir and mourners come...
She was our North, our South, our East our West,
Our working week, our Sunday rest, our prayer warrior
Our noon, our midnight, our talk, our song;
We thought that love would last forever, we were so wrong and naive...
The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood;
For nothing now can ever come to any good."
Journey on, Dada, journey on.
Hymn 584 EPCG
Míebuna abe ŋdiɣletivi, siwo,Ɣe ƒe keklẽ xea wo keŋ la ene;
‘Ye míedzona le dɔ siwo míewɔ gbɔ.Ke woatsɔ mía dɔwo ɖo ŋku mía dzii.
I: Woaɖo ŋku mía dzi: I
Ke woatsɔ mía dɔwo ɖo ŋku mía dzi.
‘Ye míedzona le dɔ, siwo míewɔ gbɔ;
Ke woatsɔ mía dɔwo ɖo ŋku mía dzii.
Daavi adopted me as one of her own; in fact, she considered me her fourth son. Because of this bond, she often fulfilled her motherly roles towards me, as any mother would do for her son.
She displayed this motherly love and role prominently during my wedding ceremony. She stepped in the place of my mother and performed the duties as if it was her own son getting married. This ranged from visitations to my wife’s family, right through to the customary rites.
In 2010, when we decided to bless our marriage, it was Daavi Seneadza who signed the marriage certificate in place of my biological mother. She has remained our mother until her departure into eternity.
Daavi, I am indeed deeply indebted to you. Though you are gone, I will forever miss you.
May the good Lord grant you eternal rest.
Amen.
Míebuna abe ŋdiɣletivi, siwo,Ɣe ƒe keklẽ xea wo keŋ la ene;
‘Ye míedzona le dɔ siwo míewɔ gbɔ.Ke woatsɔ mía dɔwo ɖo ŋku mía dzii.
I: Woaɖo ŋku mía dzi: I
Ke woatsɔ mía dɔwo ɖo ŋku mía dzi.
‘Ye míedzona le dɔ, siwo míewɔ gbɔ;
Ke woatsɔ mía dɔwo ɖo ŋku mía dzii.
Daavi adopted me as one of her own; in fact, she considered me her fourth son. Because of this bond, she often fulfilled her motherly roles towards me, as any mother would do for her son.
She displayed this motherly love and role prominently during my wedding ceremony. She stepped in the place of my mother and performed the duties as if it was her own son getting married. This ranged from visitations to my wife’s family, right through to the customary rites.
In 2010, when we decided to bless our marriage, it was Daavi Seneadza who signed the marriage certificate in place of my biological mother. She has remained our mother until her departure into eternity.
Daavi, I am indeed deeply indebted to you. Though you are gone, I will forever miss you.
May the good Lord grant you eternal rest.
Amen.
TRIBUTE BY THE GLOBAL EVANGELICAL CHURCH; LION OF JUDAH CHAPEL VE KOLOENU/DAFOR IN HONOUR OF PRESBYTER MRS. JULIANA AMA SENEADZA
“There is no better way or place to die but to die and be buried in God’s service”.
Presbyter Mrs. Juliana Seneadza –National Church Choir’ Rally Kumasi 2019 (Translated)
It is with mixed feelings that we pay tribute to the memory of Presbyter Mrs. Juliana Ama Seneadza, whose mortal remains lie before us this morning. Mrs. Juliana Seneadza, affectionately known as “Daavi” by all members of the church and beyond, was one of the stalwarts in founding what we have today as The Global Evangelical Church, Ve Koloenu/Dafor.
In 1991, when members of the Bible Study and Prayer Fellowship decided to split from the E.P Church to form what is now The Global Evangelical Church, Presbyter Juliana Seneadza was one of the individuals who contributed immensely towards the stability of the Church. The very first church service was held in their residence, and the housing and upkeep of several ministers posted to the church were wholeheartedly undertaken by Daavi and her husband. Throughout her membership of the Church, she contributed spiritually, financially, and in kind to every activity the Church undertook.
She and her husband generously released their parcels of land on which the church and the pastor’s manse stand today. They faithfully paid their tithe and fulfilled other financial obligations, sometimes even offering a soft loan to the church. They also hosted our guest preachers until her final moments.
During the sod cutting for the commencement of the chapel building, she eagerly joined in the digging of the foundation trenches. Her joy and delight knew no bounds for the start of the work.
Being the nurturing person she was, Daavi took delight in visiting every household that welcomed new babies and gifted parcels as a way of fulfilling her heavenly mandate. This she did until mobility challenges set in.
Daavi was punctual at all functions and actively participated in all church gatherings from local through to national levels. On one occasion, she asked that permission be sought from Rev. S.D.K Dumevi for her inability to attend the National convention due to ill health. She had a faith as strong as the apostles Paul, Peter, and Philip.
On Sundays that she could not attend the church service, she would invite the catechist or other leaders to brief her on the day’s sermon, Bible text, and hymns.
Presbyter Mrs. Juliana Seneadza’s involvement with the church choir dates back to the days of the E.P Church, Ghana, where she and her late husband, M.Y Seneadza, were the architects of the formation of the church choirs. She played many supporting roles, ensuring the smooth functioning of the church's facets.
There were no half measures with Daavi. She gave total commitment to everything she did, undertaking every task with great energy, enthusiasm, and a wonderful sense of humor.
She was and remains an inspiration to so many people, young and old. Also, as a mediator of conflict between members in her later days, Daavi was full of life, love, and laughter. Daavi was a great friend to many people from various walks of life over many years. She had the ability to nurture, support, and counsel, as well as gently coax people into involvement in her many activities.
Underpinning everything Daavi did was her love for her Lord and Saviour, whom she served faithfully over many years. We all miss her dearly, but have the assurance that she is with the Lord.
Presbyter, Daavi, Under 17 ….
The Church loves you, but your maker loves you the more.
Rest in peace till we meet again
“There is no better way or place to die but to die and be buried in God’s service”.
Presbyter Mrs. Juliana Seneadza –National Church Choir’ Rally Kumasi 2019 (Translated)
It is with mixed feelings that we pay tribute to the memory of Presbyter Mrs. Juliana Ama Seneadza, whose mortal remains lie before us this morning. Mrs. Juliana Seneadza, affectionately known as “Daavi” by all members of the church and beyond, was one of the stalwarts in founding what we have today as The Global Evangelical Church, Ve Koloenu/Dafor.
In 1991, when members of the Bible Study and Prayer Fellowship decided to split from the E.P Church to form what is now The Global Evangelical Church, Presbyter Juliana Seneadza was one of the individuals who contributed immensely towards the stability of the Church. The very first church service was held in their residence, and the housing and upkeep of several ministers posted to the church were wholeheartedly undertaken by Daavi and her husband. Throughout her membership of the Church, she contributed spiritually, financially, and in kind to every activity the Church undertook.
She and her husband generously released their parcels of land on which the church and the pastor’s manse stand today. They faithfully paid their tithe and fulfilled other financial obligations, sometimes even offering a soft loan to the church. They also hosted our guest preachers until her final moments.
During the sod cutting for the commencement of the chapel building, she eagerly joined in the digging of the foundation trenches. Her joy and delight knew no bounds for the start of the work.
Being the nurturing person she was, Daavi took delight in visiting every household that welcomed new babies and gifted parcels as a way of fulfilling her heavenly mandate. This she did until mobility challenges set in.
Daavi was punctual at all functions and actively participated in all church gatherings from local through to national levels. On one occasion, she asked that permission be sought from Rev. S.D.K Dumevi for her inability to attend the National convention due to ill health. She had a faith as strong as the apostles Paul, Peter, and Philip.
On Sundays that she could not attend the church service, she would invite the catechist or other leaders to brief her on the day’s sermon, Bible text, and hymns.
Presbyter Mrs. Juliana Seneadza’s involvement with the church choir dates back to the days of the E.P Church, Ghana, where she and her late husband, M.Y Seneadza, were the architects of the formation of the church choirs. She played many supporting roles, ensuring the smooth functioning of the church's facets.
There were no half measures with Daavi. She gave total commitment to everything she did, undertaking every task with great energy, enthusiasm, and a wonderful sense of humor.
She was and remains an inspiration to so many people, young and old. Also, as a mediator of conflict between members in her later days, Daavi was full of life, love, and laughter. Daavi was a great friend to many people from various walks of life over many years. She had the ability to nurture, support, and counsel, as well as gently coax people into involvement in her many activities.
Underpinning everything Daavi did was her love for her Lord and Saviour, whom she served faithfully over many years. We all miss her dearly, but have the assurance that she is with the Lord.
Presbyter, Daavi, Under 17 ….
The Church loves you, but your maker loves you the more.
Rest in peace till we meet again
‘Those who educate children well are more to be honoured than parents, for these only gave life, those, the art of living well’.
-Aristotle
Your tribute is deeply moving. I've made some small edits to enhance the grammar and clarity while preserving the sentiment and content of your message. Here it is:
Daavi, Abordzokpodada, mianor,
It is important for us, your former nursery pupils who are now men and women, to come together to pay you a befitting tribute.
We still remember vividly those days at the old E.P. Church chapel where you single-handedly accepted us as your children (Abordzokpoviwo). You brought us together as children of God and laid the foundation for our learning, sharing, and caring for one another through songs, dances, and Bible recitals.
This tribute cannot be complete without us singing the very popular song:
'Abordzokpodada, Dorlemiawu, Nukamiadu,…...'
Daavi, Abodzokpodada, we, the products of your nursery, continue to hold you in our hearts. We thank you for the values you instilled in us.
We shall forever be grateful to you for the role you played in our lives. Thank you for nurturing us and entrusting us with knowledge and virtues that we will cherish forever.
Hede nyiue, Dzidzor le nutifafa me.
-Aristotle
Your tribute is deeply moving. I've made some small edits to enhance the grammar and clarity while preserving the sentiment and content of your message. Here it is:
Daavi, Abordzokpodada, mianor,
It is important for us, your former nursery pupils who are now men and women, to come together to pay you a befitting tribute.
We still remember vividly those days at the old E.P. Church chapel where you single-handedly accepted us as your children (Abordzokpoviwo). You brought us together as children of God and laid the foundation for our learning, sharing, and caring for one another through songs, dances, and Bible recitals.
This tribute cannot be complete without us singing the very popular song:
'Abordzokpodada, Dorlemiawu, Nukamiadu,…...'
Daavi, Abodzokpodada, we, the products of your nursery, continue to hold you in our hearts. We thank you for the values you instilled in us.
We shall forever be grateful to you for the role you played in our lives. Thank you for nurturing us and entrusting us with knowledge and virtues that we will cherish forever.
Hede nyiue, Dzidzor le nutifafa me.
TRIBUTE BY THE GLOBAL EVANGELICAL CHURCH; LION OF JUDAH CHAPEL VE KOLOENU/DAFOR IN HONOUR OF PRESBYTER MRS. JULIANA AMA SENEADZA
“There is no better way or place to die but to die and be buried in God’s service”.
Presbyter Mrs. Juliana Seneadza –National Church Choir’ Rally Kumasi 2019 (Translated)
It is with mixed feelings that we pay tribute to the memory of Presbyter Mrs. Juliana Ama Seneadza, whose mortal remains lie before us this morning. Mrs. Juliana Seneadza, affectionately known as “Daavi” by all members of the church and beyond, was one of the stalwarts in founding what we have today as The Global Evangelical Church, Ve Koloenu/Dafor.
In 1991, when members of the Bible Study and Prayer Fellowship decided to split from the E.P Church to form what is now The Global Evangelical Church, Presbyter Juliana Seneadza was one of the individuals who contributed immensely towards the stability of the Church. The very first church service was held in their residence, and the housing and upkeep of several ministers posted to the church were wholeheartedly undertaken by Daavi and her husband. Throughout her membership of the Church, she contributed spiritually, financially, and in kind to every activity the Church undertook.
She and her husband generously released their parcels of land on which the church and the pastor’s manse stand today. They faithfully paid their tithe and fulfilled other financial obligations, sometimes even offering a soft loan to the church. They also hosted our guest preachers until her final moments.
During the sod cutting for the commencement of the chapel building, she eagerly joined in the digging of the foundation trenches. Her joy and delight knew no bounds for the start of the work.
Being the nurturing person she was, Daavi took delight in visiting every household that welcomed new babies and gifted parcels as a way of fulfilling her heavenly mandate. This she did until mobility challenges set in.
Daavi was punctual at all functions and actively participated in all church gatherings from local through to national levels. On one occasion, she asked that permission be sought from Rev. S.D.K Dumevi for her inability to attend the National convention due to ill health. She had a faith as strong as the apostles Paul, Peter, and Philip.
On Sundays that she could not attend the church service, she would invite the catechist or other leaders to brief her on the day’s sermon, Bible text, and hymns.
Presbyter Mrs. Juliana Seneadza’s involvement with the church choir dates back to the days of the E.P Church, Ghana, where she and her late husband, M.Y Seneadza, were the architects of the formation of the church choirs. She played many supporting roles, ensuring the smooth functioning of the church's facets.
There were no half measures with Daavi. She gave total commitment to everything she did, undertaking every task with great energy, enthusiasm, and a wonderful sense of humor.
She was and remains an inspiration to so many people, young and old. Also, as a mediator of conflict between members in her later days, Daavi was full of life, love, and laughter. Daavi was a great friend to many people from various walks of life over many years. She had the ability to nurture, support, and counsel, as well as gently coax people into involvement in her many activities.
Underpinning everything Daavi did was her love for her Lord and Saviour, whom she served faithfully over many years. We all miss her dearly, but have the assurance that she is with the Lord.
Presbyter, Daavi, Under 17 ….
The Church loves you, but your maker loves you the more.
Rest in peace till we meet again
“There is no better way or place to die but to die and be buried in God’s service”.
Presbyter Mrs. Juliana Seneadza –National Church Choir’ Rally Kumasi 2019 (Translated)
It is with mixed feelings that we pay tribute to the memory of Presbyter Mrs. Juliana Ama Seneadza, whose mortal remains lie before us this morning. Mrs. Juliana Seneadza, affectionately known as “Daavi” by all members of the church and beyond, was one of the stalwarts in founding what we have today as The Global Evangelical Church, Ve Koloenu/Dafor.
In 1991, when members of the Bible Study and Prayer Fellowship decided to split from the E.P Church to form what is now The Global Evangelical Church, Presbyter Juliana Seneadza was one of the individuals who contributed immensely towards the stability of the Church. The very first church service was held in their residence, and the housing and upkeep of several ministers posted to the church were wholeheartedly undertaken by Daavi and her husband. Throughout her membership of the Church, she contributed spiritually, financially, and in kind to every activity the Church undertook.
She and her husband generously released their parcels of land on which the church and the pastor’s manse stand today. They faithfully paid their tithe and fulfilled other financial obligations, sometimes even offering a soft loan to the church. They also hosted our guest preachers until her final moments.
During the sod cutting for the commencement of the chapel building, she eagerly joined in the digging of the foundation trenches. Her joy and delight knew no bounds for the start of the work.
Being the nurturing person she was, Daavi took delight in visiting every household that welcomed new babies and gifted parcels as a way of fulfilling her heavenly mandate. This she did until mobility challenges set in.
Daavi was punctual at all functions and actively participated in all church gatherings from local through to national levels. On one occasion, she asked that permission be sought from Rev. S.D.K Dumevi for her inability to attend the National convention due to ill health. She had a faith as strong as the apostles Paul, Peter, and Philip.
On Sundays that she could not attend the church service, she would invite the catechist or other leaders to brief her on the day’s sermon, Bible text, and hymns.
Presbyter Mrs. Juliana Seneadza’s involvement with the church choir dates back to the days of the E.P Church, Ghana, where she and her late husband, M.Y Seneadza, were the architects of the formation of the church choirs. She played many supporting roles, ensuring the smooth functioning of the church's facets.
There were no half measures with Daavi. She gave total commitment to everything she did, undertaking every task with great energy, enthusiasm, and a wonderful sense of humor.
She was and remains an inspiration to so many people, young and old. Also, as a mediator of conflict between members in her later days, Daavi was full of life, love, and laughter. Daavi was a great friend to many people from various walks of life over many years. She had the ability to nurture, support, and counsel, as well as gently coax people into involvement in her many activities.
Underpinning everything Daavi did was her love for her Lord and Saviour, whom she served faithfully over many years. We all miss her dearly, but have the assurance that she is with the Lord.
Presbyter, Daavi, Under 17 ….
The Church loves you, but your maker loves you the more.
Rest in peace till we meet again
Your tribute is touching and heartfelt. I've made minor edits for grammar and clarity while preserving the essence of your tribute. Here it is:
When we think of a loving mother, Daavi Seneadza comes to mind. She always wanted the best for us, listened to everyone, and had so much patience. Daavi, we miss you dearly and will forever miss you. We will miss your unique way of saying goodbye when we visited you or when you visited us. You would always say “nyuie nyuie looo, ne mie le eme la madzor ooo eye newa dzor laa, mi maa nor eme oo”.
You were a great mother to myself and my wife, and a loving grandmother to our children. You enjoyed seeing smiles on our faces and always wanted us to be happy. You provided much advice without us ever feeling judged. You had such a kind heart and welcomed everyone into your home. We love you so much.
The sad news of your passing came as a shock, even though in our conversations you would often say, "You have finished what God has destined you to do on earth, and it's left to us to accomplish ours."
Even though you have left us, Daavi, you have left your mark. Thank you, Daavi.
REST IN PEACE.
When we think of a loving mother, Daavi Seneadza comes to mind. She always wanted the best for us, listened to everyone, and had so much patience. Daavi, we miss you dearly and will forever miss you. We will miss your unique way of saying goodbye when we visited you or when you visited us. You would always say “nyuie nyuie looo, ne mie le eme la madzor ooo eye newa dzor laa, mi maa nor eme oo”.
You were a great mother to myself and my wife, and a loving grandmother to our children. You enjoyed seeing smiles on our faces and always wanted us to be happy. You provided much advice without us ever feeling judged. You had such a kind heart and welcomed everyone into your home. We love you so much.
The sad news of your passing came as a shock, even though in our conversations you would often say, "You have finished what God has destined you to do on earth, and it's left to us to accomplish ours."
Even though you have left us, Daavi, you have left your mark. Thank you, Daavi.
REST IN PEACE.
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