6:30am. I woke up to people singing worship and praise. Where am I? Last night as we worshipped and shared our testimonies with the Ugandan college students at Uganda Vision Church, something stirred within my spirit. “Annie, the revival you experienced in the late 80’s, early 90’s is here. God’s spirit is being poured out to the young and old in this land and the people here are pure in heart, have childlike faith and willing to receive and respond. Uganda is a sending nation and ready. Come and see.”Continue reading Revival to the Nations
Monthly Archives: January 2021
Hands of Love
“I am Bishop Elijah,” said the man with a large stature and big smile. “My mother told me that relationship is more important than meat. That’s why I like to know you better.”
For the next hour, Bishop asked me and took notes in great detail about who I am, what I do, and what I love. It was unusual but inspiring as well to see someone really want to know so much about me.Continue reading Hands of Love
We Worshiped in Arabic!
“Wasn’t that ‘Thank you’ and ‘Praise God’ in Arabic?” I asked Joani, who is our de factor language expert during this one year trip. “We heard them in Morocco, no?”
We were inside a large mud wall Christina church located in the second largest refugee region in the world. In front of us were two young black Africans musically shuffling their feet, twisting their bodies right and left, and lifting their hands up praising God with loud music that can compete with rock concerts. What struck me so amazing was that they were singing in Arabic, usually used by Muslims.Continue reading We Worshiped in Arabic!
“I Get Paid to Drown People!”
During the election in Uganda, we escaped to Jinja, the source of the River Nile that starts in Uganda and eventually passes through Sudan to Egypt. Along the river is great for bird watching, which we did by hiring a boat.Continue reading “I Get Paid to Drown People!”
I Can’t Leave You Here
“You can leave us here,” I told the driver not wanting to trouble him further after 3 long hours drive through the heavy traffic jam. “We can find our way to the apartment.”
“I can’t leave you here,” declared Peter the driver with a determined face. “I will come with you.”Continue reading I Can’t Leave You Here