We were determined OUR LAST DAY IN UGANDA to hold NOTHING back!
We came early to the little bamboo framed church where we'd arrived our 1st day in Uganda, for Sunday a.m. worship service. The music was lively & sung in a native Ugandan tongue that none of us knew.
I couldn't sing the words, but through the rhythm & chord progression of the songs, it occurred to me that these songs were basically structured the same as old delta blues tunes, reinforcing the idea that we were on the continent where blues (from which later rock & roll were birthed) & a lot of the music we now love originated. Anyway, sorry that was a very random occurrence, but on w/ the important stuff.
The worship leader had an Usher t-shirt on, which made Susan & Larry feel right at home.
Ok seriously now, after a solid time of worship the team was invited to present their numbers. It was an inspired presentation & everyone sort of knew that this might be the last time we minister in Africa & it was time to leave it all out on the floor. The dances were heartfelt & graceful, and the drama definitely spoke to everyone present. Carla & Shirley both gave outstanding testimonies & Larry brought the message & invitation to accept the Lord.
The response was beautiful as several ladies received Jesus as their Lord & saviour that day. The church was at the end of a densely populated little community, & the strange looking, light-skinned folks had drawn a big crowd that day.
One lady who was walking by & had stayed to see the 'spectacle,' had listened attentively to the presentation & message, and was one of the ladies who received the Lord that morning. After the service, through a lot of insistence & speaking to us through an interperator - she made a straight line for Patty & I. She was adamant that we pray for her son. There were a lot of folks who'd asked us to pray for them, or their ailments, or their families throughout our time there, but this lady had an urgency & I remember just such a great hope in her eyes that God was going to use us to help her, & almost like she might not get another chance. It was humbling, but there were also a ton of other folks who wanted to shake hands, thank us, & wish us well. So together w/ Pastor Robert we told her to wait & we would pray for her before we left. She waited patiently & eventually the church began to clear out.
Come to find out, this lady wanted us to pray for her son who was born blind. His name was .... Mohamed. That's right she & her entire family was muslim... & this day she'd given her life to Christ! We certainly felt honored to pray for her, & Patty prayed for healing for her son & that her entire family would come to know the Lord through his healing.
This was our final experience in UGANDA, & especially memorable & special for Patty & I as we both desire to work & help muslims in the future. What an amazing way to leave that beautiful place.
God is good.
Please pray for this beloved, young sister (who's name we probably shoudn't mention for her own safety) & her walk with the Lord & that God would truly show His love for her, her husband & that family by supernaturally healing & restoring the sight of her son. Glory be to His name!
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