Hard Lessons Learnt
Uncle Zac or Papa Zee came into my life when I was about 8 years old, when he and his wife (my sister) returned from England. So I have known him practically all my life. In his own way he was a man of principles. I remember clearly as if it were yesterday when he instituted the Silent Period in their home; that was back in the days when civil servants in Cameroon still had to do the two shift system and he absolutely forbade any noise between 1.00pm and 3.00pm. I ran into lots of problems with him because I was quite talkative and not being able to talk for two full hours was real punishment for me.
My relationship with him was not always the best; but we had to accommodate each other because we were family, and at the end of it all I learnt a few hard lessons.
The Bible says God puts certain people in our paths and in our lives for particular purposes. I believe that the mutual lesson we learnt from all that transpired between us was patience and forgiveness and above all the importance of FAMILY. There is a lesson to be learnt from any relationship, no matter how painful it may be.
I cannot end this tribute without saluting the magnanimity of his wife. Sister, you have a big and beautiful heart (prov.31) and the lord will bless you richly.
That said, I can only wish Uncle Zac/Papa Zee a safe journey, assuring him that his wishes have been adhered to, to the best of our abilities.
("My Lord and my God, have mercy on me a poor sinner"). If this phrase came out of his mouth once a day, it came out ten times. Rest in the peace of the lord!!!!!!!
Eyindo Meoto.
