21/11/2025
WHEN A SHEPHERD IS STRUCK DOWN: A NATION’S TEARFUL FAREWELL TO REV. FR. BOBBI PASCHAL
The dawn of Wednesday, 19th November 2025, broke not with light, but with a grief so heavy it bends the soul.
Rev. Fr. Bobbi Pascal, a gentle priest of the Kaduna Archdiocese, a man who carried God’s love like a candle in the night, has been killed by his abductors.
He was taken on Monday, 17th November, along with others, by armed men who have turned our land into a valley of sorrow.
Today…
Nigeria mourns.
The Church bleeds.
Heaven receives a broken offering.
A Heart Too Kind for This Cruel World
It is impossible to speak of Fr. Bobbi without feeling something collapse inside your chest.
He did not harm anyone. He committed no offence.
He was a priest;
a healer, a shepherd, a father to the fatherless, a quiet flame of hope in a darkening nation.
And yet, his life was taken… not for wrongdoing, not for wealth,
not for conflict…
but simply because he stood at the altar of Christ.
What a painful truth. What an unspeakable wound. What a shame upon a nation that cannot protect its prophets. “Nigeria has failed you, Fr Bobbi, but Heaven will not.”
So many times we have said, “It is well,” but today, it is NOT well. Nothing about this is well.
Fr. Bobbi,
your country failed you. The system meant to defend you left you exposed. The land you prayed for became the land that swallowed you. But the God you served, with your hands, with your voice, with your whole life,
will never fail you.
Like St. Paul, you fought the good fight. Like the early martyrs, you carried your cross.
And like Christ, you were taken by the violent, but your soul remains untouched by their darkness.
A Nation’s Tears, A Heaven’s Welcome
My heart is trembling as I write. My hands can barely hold these words. It is too painful, too fresh. A priest… a servant of love struck down.
Fr. Bobbi, may the Angels who stood beside you in your suffering carry you gently into God’s embrace. May the Saints rise to greet you. May Christ Himself wipe every tear from your face.
Nigeria may have failed you,
but Paradise has prepared a place for you.
Journey well, dear Fr Bobbi.
Sleep in the bosom of God. Your blood will not be forgotten. Your love will not be erased.
Your memory will remain a fire that no darkness can quench. We love you but God loves you more. Fare thee well!
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Rev Fr Ben Amuchie writes with tears