Dr. Lawrence Tetteh & Ebony Reigns |
One
thing was apparently clear among many of her fans and the general public that thronged
the forecourt of the State House― they wanted to verify if, indeed, their one
time celebrity was really dead and gone for good.
Of
a truth, Priscilla Opoku-Kwarteng who was famed and known in showbiz as Ebony
Reigns was gone. The bespectacled corpse of the dancehall diva, draped in a
white flowing gown with a touch of her Maame
Hwɛ video looks of a scarf, laid still in a transparent glass enclosure.
Ebony Reigns in her Maame Hwɛ looks |
The
tributes and speeches that poured in at the funeral were all very touchy. However,
I must admit it was the sermon of Dr. Lawrence Tetteh, founder of World Miracle
Outreach, which got me reflecting on what life really has for us as humans and
how we must constantly remind ourselves that there is a God.
The
preacher had said that his sermon was not directed at or for Ebony. He repeatedly
reminded the thousands of mourners gathered at the forecourt of the State House
and the million others who watched proceedings on television that one must seek
God first above all things.
Indeed,
Dr. Lawrence Tetteh had made use of many anecdotes and songs to buttress his
point. His singing of Barima Sidney’s Obiara
Nnyɛ Obiara, to wit, no individual is a cut above his fellow human, got me immersed
in sober reflection.
The musician performs |
Undoubtedly,
many were also buried the very day Ebony was laid to rest. The world, perhaps,
did not hear of their death and burial because they did not have the fame,
influence and money like others. Nonetheless, at the end of the day, they all
ended up shoved into the belly of mother earth. Indeed, Dr. Lawrence Tetteh was
right; Obiara Nnyɛ Obiara!
We
are all cut at par, no matter how gifted others may be. We are all equal in the
sight of the Lord no matter how rich some are than others.
Back
in my days in Sunyani in the Brong Ahafo region, I heard of musicians I never
thought could meet… not to mention becoming a close friend. Then, in my first
year at the Ghana Institute of Journalism, a lecturer gave us an assignment. My
group was tasked to have a chat with a musician asking him/her about the
assertion that musicians abuse drugs to perform well on stage.
We
got in touch with Barima Sidney, arranged a day to meet him for an interview
and that day came to pass. I have since 2012 been a very close friend of his. Years
into our friendship, I realized he just did not sing Obiara Nnyɛ Obiara. He meant every bit of it.
No
matter who you are, Barima Sidney finds room in his heart to accommodate you
like a brother or sister. Today, before he releases a song he would send it to
me to pass judgment on it. “Solo, listen to this single [song] to see if we are
good to go,” he would send me a message.
Barima Sidney |
Ebony
I never met or saw in person. However, one could tell from afar she was such a
lively young girl; a musician sadly demonized by self-canonized saints who even
passed judgment on her, right after her February 9, 2018 tragedy that she will
go to hell. He who will go to heaven or hell is not in the hands of men… but
God.
We
are all not above criticism, hence, those who reprimanded her by drawing her attention
to tone down on her apparel for her show business were not far from right. But
for a fellow human being to proclaim outright hell on another, ‘I can’t think
far!’ At least, students of the Bible know that a man condemned by the world
was saved by Jesus Christ on the cross.
Dr.
Lawrence Tetteh at Ebony’s funeral cautioned the world that watched and
listened to him that his sermon was not for the girl who could no longer hear
humans speak. It was directed at us; you and me. That, we must strive and find
space in our hearts and serve the living God and as well as respect one another
while we have breath.
Ebony
was laid to rest at the Osu Cemetery in Accra. This cemetery has an inscription
that reminds that the living shall one day return.
Sleep
well, Nana Hemaa; the girl I dearly cherished from afar. May
the Rock of Ages give us endurance to hold on to our faith and be humble.
The
writer is a broadcast journalist with Media General (3FM/TV3). Views expressed here
are solely his and do not, in anyway, reflect his organisation’s editorial
policy.
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