Christian K. Agbe Hayibor, affectionately known as Bebay, was born on 30 January 1980 at Hohoe General Hospital in the Volta Region of Ghana, to the late Mr John Hayibor and Ms Margaret Anyomi. He was baptised at the Evangelical Presbyterian Church in Hohoe.
Christian was the second of his mother’s five children and her first son. He grew up surrounded by members of his extended family, developing a deep appreciation for family and community and forming lifelong bonds of loyalty, affection and care.
Early Life and Education
Christian began his formal education at Holy Rosary Roman Catholic Primary School in Hohoe before transferring to Macharles Preparatory School, where he continued his foundational education.
His childhood, however, was not without challenges. During his formative years, Christian experienced an unsettled upbringing, moving between the homes of various family members rather than being raised consistently by either of his parents. He spent much of his early life in Hohoe under the care of his maternal grandmother, the late Madam Mary Sogah.
Although he was fortunate to receive care and support from members of his extended family, the absence of consistent parental love, affection and guidance presented emotional challenges during his childhood and adolescence. These experiences shaped his outlook on life and contributed to the resilient, independent and deeply compassionate person he became.
In 1993, Christian relocated to Mafi Kumase, where he lived with his paternal uncle, the late Honourable Prince Jacob Hayibor, who was his father’s twin brother. He continued his Junior Secondary School education in Mafi Kumase, completing it in 1996.
Determined to further his education and pursue his aspirations, Christian proceeded to Kpando Secondary Technical School, popularly known as KPANTECH.
He later relocated to Accra and transferred to Kimbu Senior High Technical School, where he continued his studies.
Career and Professional Life
From an early age, Christian demonstrated a keen interest in practical learning, technical skills and understanding how things worked. He was naturally curious, eager to explore new opportunities and particularly drawn to fields that required hands-on expertise, problem-solving and craftsmanship.
Motivated by these interests, he undertook vocational training and apprenticeships in construction and building-related trades. Through dedication and practical experience, he developed skills in tiling, plumbing, bio-digester connections and other aspects of building and construction.
Christian pursued his career with determination, using his knowledge and abilities to provide valuable services to individuals and communities. He remained committed to his trade until his declining health made it increasingly difficult for him to continue working in 2022.
Family Life and Fatherhood
Above all, Christian was a devoted and loving father to his beloved daughter, Mawuena Ruby Agbe Hayibor.
His daughter was his pride, his joy and the centre of his world. He cherished her deeply and remained committed to her wellbeing, education, upbringing and future.
Even during the most difficult periods of his illness, Christian never lost sight of his responsibilities as a father. Despite his own physical suffering, he continued to prioritise his daughter’s needs, ensuring that she was cared for, supported and provided for to the best of his ability.
As his health deteriorated, his greatest concern remained the welfare and future of his daughter. His unwavering love for Mawuena became one of his greatest sources of strength and a powerful reason for him to continue fighting through his illness.
Health Challenges and Final Years
Christian’s final years were marked by significant health challenges. Following a delayed diagnosis of hypertension and subsequent heart failure, his health progressively deteriorated, particularly from 2022 onwards.
He endured frequent hospital admissions, medical investigations and ongoing treatment as healthcare professionals worked to manage his condition.
Despite the physical and emotional difficulties brought about by his illness, Christian demonstrated remarkable resilience and determination. He continued to hold on to hope, drawing strength from his faith, his family and, most importantly, his love for his daughter.
Sadly, on 14 May 2026, Christian passed away at Tema General Hospital, bringing his courageous battle with illness to an end.
He was 46 years old.
Christian is survived by his beloved daughter, Mawuena Ruby Agbe Hayibor, his mother, Ms Margaret Anyomi, and his four siblings, together with many relatives, friends and loved ones who will forever cherish his memory.
His Character and Legacy
Christian, affectionately called Bebay by family and friends, was a caring, compassionate, honest and genuine individual. He was known for his straightforward nature, his strong personality and his willingness to speak his mind.
He was someone who remained true to himself, even when others did not always understand him. Those who knew him closely, understood his journey and appreciated the challenges he had overcome loved and accepted him for the person he was.
Behind his strong personality was a generous heart, a deep sense of loyalty and a genuine concern for the wellbeing of those he loved.
Although his journey through life was not always easy, Christian’s experiences shaped a man who understood hardship, valued family and demonstrated love through his actions.
His life reminds us that a person’s true worth is not measured by the challenges they encounter, but by the love they give, the lives they touch and the memories they leave behind.
Christian’s passing has created a profound void in the hearts of his family and all who knew and loved him. Yet his memory will continue to live on through his beloved daughter, his family and the many lives he touched throughout his 46 years.
Bebay, your earthly journey has come to an end, but your love, your strength and your memory will remain with us forever.
Rest peacefully in the bosom of the Lord, until we meet again.
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Tributes
Tribute to My Beloved Brother
By His Loving Sister: Ms Charity A. Hayibor
"For we believe that Jesus died and rose again, and so we believe that God will bring with Jesus those who have fallen asleep in him".
1 Thessalonians 4:14
Bebay, my dear brother, it is with a heavy and painful heart that I write this tribute.
I remember you as my little brother. As a toddler, you were very quiet and laid-back. You loved your food, and because of this, you were affectionately nicknamed “Edzevua, Edzekotoku”, names that many family members and friends who knew you from childhood continued to call you.
I remember us growing up together at a very tender age, happy and excited as siblings, living with our maternal grandmother, our mother and other extended family members. Our mother, who was a hairdresser at the time, had a very busy schedule, as her salon was some distance from home. I naturally became a carer for you and our other siblings, taking on responsibilities for your domestic needs, personal hygiene and general wellbeing. These were responsibilities I genuinely enjoyed. They brought us closer together, and through them, we built a bond that was unbreakable.
I remember that while we were still very young, our mother relocated, and our family dynamics changed. We were separated on several occasions and sent to live with different family members and friends. The togetherness we had once enjoyed was disrupted. Our paths would cross from time to time, but never for long.
I was heartbroken and sad by the challenges of our circumstances, but as a young person myself, there was very little I could do to change the situation. All I could do was keep you in my prayers and check on you regularly.
You were always caring, compassionate and kind. You were truthful, genuine and never pretended to be someone you were not. In fact, many can testify that you would willingly give away your food, even if it meant going hungry yourself.
My brother Bebay, as I have always called you and always will, you were my support system, my go-to person in times of need. You struggled at times to fit in, to be loved for who you were and to be truly understood. Please know that I understood you very well.
I tried to help others understand you too, but of course, people have different perceptions and views. I tried my best to give you the love, acceptance, support and affection that we had been denied as siblings. However, I was only your sister, not your parent, and there were limits to what I could do. I am deeply sorry for the insecurity you experienced, and the guidance, affection and reassurance, you lacked as a young man growing up.
My love and appreciation for you grew even stronger and deeper during a difficult period in the late 1990s, when I found myself stranded on the streets of Accra, struggling to safeguard and provide for myself.
We had not seen each other for some time, but one day, you came to visit me. When you saw the circumstances I was living in, you began asking questions. As a loving and concerned brother, you were clearly not pleased with the state in which you found me.
I remember your words so clearly: “I will be back.”
You left, and within a few hours, you returned with essential items to meet my basic needs. I was overwhelmed by your kindness, your deep love for me and your thoughtfulness.
My love for you grew even deeper that day because of how genuine, concerned and determined you were to help me despite being my younger brother, you took it upon yourself to put a smile on my face and make my situation a little easier. This act is something I will never forget.
I remain deeply grateful to you for every act of kindness, every helping hand and all the assistance you gave to me, your daughter, our family and the wider community.
In 2020, you began complaining about challenges with your health. At first, your symptoms seemed like those of an ordinary illness, but over time, they became increasingly concerning. I ensured that you visited three different hospitals on numerous occasions, where you received medical attention and treatment. Unfortunately, despite these interventions, there was no proper diagnosis.
Your condition worsened in 2022, just a day after visiting Roman Ridge Hospital for medical investigations and treatment. I panicked and requested that you be taken to a private hospital in Tema for a more thorough investigation.
Then came the dreadful news. A delayed diagnosis had revealed that you were suffering from heart failure, and your condition was deteriorating. Bebay, each phone call from you or someone stating you were feeling poorly, having shortness of breathe etc made me sick, emotionally drained and heartbroken each time especially because l couldn't assist you physically due to distance.
Despite this, we remained hopeful, holding on to our faith and believing in God for your full recovery. You never lost hope or focus. You were frequently admitted to hospital and were eventually transferred to the University of Ghana Medical Centre (UGMC) for Specialised Cardiology Care for a regular medical review.
In 2024, I travelled to Ghana to surprise you, accompanied by your nephews and niece. Just two days after our arrival, you were admitted to hospital, where you remained for an entire week.
It was an incredibly difficult, painful and heartbreaking experience for me. I felt helpless, knowing that I could not restore you to the healthy and vibrant person you once were.
Nevertheless, I thank God for giving me that precious opportunity to nurse you, hug you, encourage you, bond with you, pray with you and reassure you of just how much I loved and cared for you.
We were not separated during that visit, and I will forever cherish the togetherness we shared. Your nephews and niece also had the opportunity to spend time with you, creating memories that will remain with them for the rest of their lives.
During that visit, I gave you a beautiful, already-sewn white lace outfit, consisting of trousers and a top, and a matching white lace dress for your beloved daughter; my niece Mawuena.
I remember telling you, “These are the clothes I want you both to wear when we come together for thanksgiving to celebrate your full recovery.”
You smiled and replied, “Amen, I will wear it.”
I encouraged you to make that day come sooner. You were so eager and excited to wear your white outfit, you simply could not wait.
Bebay, my heart is broken that our all-white thanksgiving celebration never came to pass.
Bebay, why!
Your love, affection and care for your daughter, Mawuena, were second to none. You would go to any length for her. Even on your sick bed, you made sure that she was well presented and that her educational, physical and personal and emotional needs were catered for. Her general wellbeing was your outmost priority as you would always discuss her needs with me.
You always put Mawuena first, regardless of the challenges you were facing yourself.
Bebay, who have you left Mawuena with!
I love you, and I miss you so much.
Like all siblings, we sometimes agreed to disagree, but none of our differences could ever compare to the deep love I had for you, Bebay. Nothing could break the bond we shared.
I had so many good plans for you, and I was looking forward to the day you would make a full recovery. I longed to see you healthy, happy and enjoying life again.
I miss you terribly. I still cannot believe that you are gone forever. My heart is truly broken.
Over the years, some family members have often said, “Afiyo Norvi Bebay, they are from the same father and mother.” Indicating that, l am responsible for you. Those words reflected the special bond we shared as brother and sister, a bond that remained strong despite the many challenges and separations we experienced throughout our lives.
My dear brother, you know that I tried my very hardest to help you live. I did everything within my power because I loved you so dearly and wanted nothing more than to see you well and happy again.
Although it pains me beyond words to let you go, I take comfort in knowing that you can now rest from the suffering and struggles of this world.
Your pain is over, my dear brother. May you find eternal peace and rest in the loving arms of the Lord until we meet again.
I love you, Bebay, and I will miss you dearly.
Amenorvi, dzudzor le nutifafa me. Amen.
Tribute to my Lovely Father
by Mawuena Agbe
"When my heart is overwhelmed, take me to the rock that is higher than l".
Psalm 61.2
I could not imagine life without you when l learnt about the heartbreaking news of your passing. I thought it was one of your regular hospital admissions and l was certainly waiting to hear that you have retured home from hospital but this time was different. One that l will not forget.
It is said that, "a father holds his daughter’s hand for a short while, but he holds her heart forever".
Since my birth and growing up, you were my steady ground, my voice of reason, and the first hero I ever knew. You safeguarded me and ensured l was well cared for and looked after. You had a deep love for me as a father and wanted me to experience a great parental love, affection and care. You were a real, compassionate and kind father to me.
You were so much more than just my father, you were my friend, my brother and my father all in one. I wish God had given us more time together and for me to make you proud.
You taught me how to be strong, how to stand tall, and how to laugh and be cheerful even when life gets difficult. Every bit of good in who I am today carries a piece of your wisdom, your patience, and your unconditional love.
Even though I miss your voice and your presence, your guidance is still with me in every step I take. Although l can no longer hold your hand or hear your voice, l know that your love and the lessons you thought me will remain with me forever.
Thank you for being my protector, my teacher, and my biggest fan. You cared for me since l was born and you showed me sincere love through your deeds.
Your love will guide me and your memory will live on in everything l do. l promise to make you proud. I love you dad, today and always and l miss you more than words can ever express. Rest peacefully.
Tribute to Our Honourable Uncle
by Etornam, Selorm & Senam
"He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away."
Revelation 21:4:
Although distance meant that we did not have the opportunity to spend as much time with our uncle as we would have liked, his love and presence were never absent from our lives.
Growing up in the abroad whilst our uncle lived in Ghana, meant that much of what we knew and experienced of him came through the countless phone calls he shared with our mother over the years. No matter how much time had passed or how far apart we were, he never failed to ask about us, wish us well and offer his prayers over our lives and futures. Looking back, I realise just how meaningful those simple gestures were. They were a reflection of a man whose love for his family transcended distance, and whose care and affection could be felt even from thousands of miles away.
One of my greatest regrets is that my last living memory of my uncle was not of him in his prime, but during our visit to Ghana in 2024, when his health had already begun to deteriorate. We had the opportunity to care for him and get to know him on a personal level. Even in his illness, the qualities that made him who he was remained unmistakable. He was funny, positive, spirited and full of personality. Despite the challenges he was facing, he still found reasons to laugh, smile and bring joy to those around him. There was a strength in his character that his illness could never diminish.
That is how we choose to remember him. Not for the illness that weakened his body, but for the strength of his spirit, the warmth of his personality and the love he so generously extended to his family.
We may not have a lifetime of shared memories to recount, but we will always be grateful for the love he showed us, the prayers he offered on our behalf and the genuine interest he took in our lives. There is something incredibly special about knowing that, even from afar, someone was thinking of you, rooting for you and asking God to guide and protect you.
Uncle Christian, thank you for every prayer, every kind word and every moment of love you shared with us. Although we wish we had been given more time together, I take comfort in knowing that your love reached me across the miles, and that your memory will remain with me for years to come.
From Selorm: You were a joy to be around, I’m sad to lose you so soon. Thank you for being my uncle, I pray you rest easy and enjoy everlasting peace. Amen
From Senam: When I found out about the news I was heartbroken. Now that it has sunk in, I hope you find peace and your memory will forever live on. Rest well.
May your soul find eternal peace in the presence of the Lord. Until we meet again, rest peacefully, Uncle.
Tribute to Our Dear Friend and Former Schoolmate of Mafi-Kumase Local Authority Junior High School – 1996 Year Batch
“But I would not have you to be ignorant, brethren, concerning them which are asleep, that ye sorrow not, even as others which have no hope.”
— 1 Thessalonians 4:13 (KJV)
Today, we gather with hearts burdened by grief, but strengthened by the blessed assurance that death is not the end. For those who trust in Christ, there is the hope of resurrection, the promise of eternal life, and the glorious expectation of meeting again.
It is with profound sadness and a deep sense of loss that we pay our final respects to our dear friend, former schoolmate, and brother, Christian Agbe Hayibor.
Christian was our colleague at the basic school in Mafi-Kumase. In those youthful years, he distinguished himself as a responsible, lively, kind-hearted, easy-going, determined and hardworking young man. He had a warm personality and a natural ability to make people feel comfortable in his presence. His laughter, friendliness and willingness to relate to others made him a memorable part of our school days.
After completing our Junior High School education at Mafi-Kumase in 1996, life took us in different directions. Christian departed, and for many long years, we lost contact. We moved on with our individual lives, carrying only the memories of those beautiful days we once shared.
Then, almost unexpectedly, Christian resurfaced on our school WhatsApp platform. What a joyful reunion it was! Despite the many years that had passed, he did not return to us as a stranger. He seamlessly reconnected with the group, as though the years of separation had never existed. He quickly rekindled old friendships and built strong, intimate relationships with a cross-section of friends he had missed for so long.
His return reminded us of something profound: true friendship does not die simply because distance separates people. Some bonds are preserved in the heart, waiting for the opportunity to be rekindled.
Sadly, that opportunity has now been cut short. The same platform through which Christian returned to our fellowship now becomes a place where we mourn his departure. It is difficult to accept that someone with whom we shared memories, conversations, laughter and renewed friendship is no longer physically with us.
Christian, we wish we had more time. We wish there had been more conversations, more laughter, more reunions and more opportunities to create new memories. But God, whose wisdom is beyond our understanding, has called you home.
As we bid you farewell today, we choose not to remember only the sorrow of your departure. We choose also to celebrate the life you lived, the kindness you showed, the friendships you renewed and the memories you left behind.
We pray that God will preserve your soul in the peaceful embrace of eternity. And when our earthly journey is over, may we meet again on that glorious resurrection morning, in the air and by the river of God, where sorrow, separation, sickness and death shall be no more.
Christian, your physical presence has departed from us, but your memory will continue to live in our hearts. We loved you, but God loves you best.
Fare thee well, Christian Agbe Hayibor.
He de nyuie, Christian. Dzudzɔ le Kristo me.
Until we meet again on the resurrection morning, rest peacefully in the Lord.
God bless us all.
Thank you.
Your Mafu-Kumase L.A. Junior High School– 1996 Year Batch
Tribute to Kwaku
By Mr Mawunya Akpeke. A Friend And A Brother.
Kwaku, it is still difficult to come to terms with your death. It came as a deep shock to me because you assured me that you would pull through those difficult moments when you were unwell. You were a fighter — you never gave up — but our Lord Almighty had other plans for our existence in this life.
You showed me true brotherly love and kindness without holding anything back. You were not just a friend but a brother.
Our friendship started many years ago when we met at Mafi-Kumase in the Volta Region, where you had come to stay with your uncle, the late PJ, MP for the Hohoe Constituency. We were just ambitious young boys then, full of dreams, and we enjoyed a genuine and beautiful friendship.
Life took us on separate paths as we pursued different choices, until fate, in its own kind way, brought us together again at Mataheko. And when we met again, we continued from where we left off, without looking back. The bond was still strong, the love was still pure.
You were a true friend, selfless, kind-hearted and dependable. You will be greatly missed.
May the good Lord keep you safe in His bosom till we meet again, Amen.
TO OUR DEAR BROTHER,
TRIBUTE BY THE AMOAH FAMILY
Bebay, it is difficult to put into words the emptiness your passing has left our hearts. We will miss you dearly. Thank you for loving us and for being such a beautiful part of our lives.
Rest peacefully in the arms of God, until we meet again. Due,Due ne amanihunu... Dworwene oooo mepio, Amen.
In Loving Memory of Mr Christian Agbe Bebay Hayibor
on behalf of Cousins
Today, as cousins, we gather with heavy hearts to honor the life of our dear Christian Hayibor.
Christian was a pillar in our family, a beloved brother, a guiding older cousin, and a true friend to each of us. Growing up together, he shared in our childhood laughter, stood by us through life's challenges, and brought a steady, comforting presence into our lives.
Though we feel the deep pain of his absence, we find comfort in the wonderful memories we created together and the strong family values he lived by every day. His legacy of love, unity, and strength will remain in our hearts forever.
Christian, thank you for every quiet word of advice, every shared laugh, and the unconditional love you gave to us all. You will never be forgotten.
Rest in perfect peace, Christian. You will always be dearly missed.
At Jayden Palace Street, take the second junction right (Nyarko Street); the second house on the left.
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SURROUNDED BY LOVE
His family
Father
Mr John Hayibor (of Blessed Memory)
Mother
Ms Margaret Anyomi
Child
Miss Mawuena Ruby Agbe Hayibor
Siblings
Ms Charity Agbe Hayibor · Ms Josephine Nyamebedi Esor · Mr Freeman Dodzi Owusu · Mr Dennis Owusu
Nieces & Nephews
Mr Kelvin · Mr Selorm · Miss Senam · Mr Lebene · Miss Sedinam · Miss Sesinam · Miss Bubune
Uncles & Aunties
Mr Hayibor Emil · Mr Hayibor Edward Atsu · Mr Hayibor Daniel · Ms Hayibor Mabel · Ms Hayibor Vida · Ms Hayibor Beatrice · Mrs Juliana Amoah Tuteng · Mr Joseph Quaranttey · Mr Peter Quaranttey · Ms Precious Dossah · Mr Prosper Amexo · Mr Prosper Agbelengor
Chief mourners & extended family
Togbe Keh XII
Togbe Katabua IV
Mr John Kubi
Mr Mark Y Gaglo
Mama Nyuiemedi VII
Mama Adiabosi IV
Mr Anni Casper
Mr Emmanuel Edokpoe
Mr Prosper Yao Hayibor
Mr Cosmos Agordzo
Mr Sebastian Gaglo
Mr Thadeus Atra
Mr Joseph Tenu
Mr Eusebius Agordzo
Mr Emmanuel Hayibor
Mad. Doris Hayibor
Mad. Esther Adom
Mad. Tampuri Kunaba Adom
Mr Awoxo Seth
Prof. Okoe Kofi Hayibor
Mad. Edith Hayibor
Stephen Kwadzo Hayibor
Mad. Margaret Hayibor
Mr Raymond Hayibor and family
WORDS THAT KEEP HIM CLOSE
The memorial book
Every memory is a part of his story.
Be the first to share a remembrance. Messages appear here after family review.
YOU ARE CORDIALLY INVITED
Join the family.
Keep the invitation close, and share the arrangements with loved ones.
The family of the late Mr Christian Agbe Hayibor wishes to express our heartfelt gratitude to all who supported us during this difficult time of loss.
Your kind words, prayers, and gestures of love have brought us comfort and strength as we navigate this painful journey. Whether through your presence, thoughtful messages or acts of generosity, you have reminded us of the power of community and compassion.
May God richly bless you for your kindness and support. We will forever cherish your thoughtfulness.
With Deepest Appreciation, The Family of Mr Christian Agbe Bebay Hayibor
