The dirt is red clay, just like I anticipated. The trees are green and the rainstorms come daily, helping to cool the air. Little man, a 2 year old boy whom we’ve nicknamed, lives next door and wanders into the house everyday to look for a mzungu (white person) to crawl up into one of our laps. He’s found us to be a safe place to receive love from and comes everyday smiling and anticipating our company.
This place was quick to embrace me and become a home. Victorious Christian Church has been the most enthusiastic groups of believers, praying and worshipping together. One of the leaders says “Haaaaallelujah!” at least a dozen times when we speaks.
My team and I have been living in Mukono, Uganda all month with a Pastor and his family. We have been welcomed in the most loving and beautiful ways into this family, the church, and the community. Since being here I have been teaching in the local school, math and physical education. Also, we go evangelizing in the afternoons, visiting homes and praying for people who are in need of healing. And we were given opportunities to preach.
We were in a house one day and a lady named Jesca stumbled in barely able to hold herself up. Her right eye was swollen shut and oozing liquid. She had two young boys with her who we learned were 2 of her 3 sons. We asked her about her leg and her eye and she shared with us that she believed she’d been cursed. She had remembered 2 years prior, walking through a garden and then falling and realizing there was a human skull beneath her feet. We shared the story of Jesus and the freedom that He has to offer. She asked for healing and deliverance prayer so we prayed. She was sitting on the floor in the center of the room and my team and I surrounded her and laid hands on her. After a few minutes of praying, her body started to tremble. In my mind, the Lord told me to speak the pain off of her and any spirit that is not of Him. As I did, my left hand was on her back and was holding her up as she convulsed. My heart pounded as I fought for this woman to be released and delivered. I prayed in the spirit and could hear my teammates around me speaking freedom over this woman. A shift happened, peace came over her body, the prayers slowed down and then as if Jesus calmed the storm, it was still. “Thank you” she said to us. Before we left the house, we asked if anyone wanted to pray to acknowledge Jesus Christ as Lord and ask him to be Savior. Jesca spoke and said this was a decision she wanted to make.
I was blessed that day to lead her in a prayer to the Lord. I’m humbled that the Lord would use me in such a way to pray and bring Him to people like Jesca. She came to church Sunday able to open both eyes and see clearly and walk more stably. She gave a testimony to the congregation about God’s healing and faithfulness.
This is what it looks like, not to be a missionary, but to be a Christian, to be a daughter or son of the King. This is not only what I’m called to do but it is what you also are chosen and created to do also. Love on those around you. Bring Jesus into your homes, your workplace, your neighbors’ houses, your schools. People need the love of the Father and YOU are handpicked to be an ambassador for the Kingdom.
2 Corinthians 5:18 “Now all these things are from God, who reconciled us to Himself through Christ and gave us the ministry of reconciliation namely, that God was in Christ reconciling the world to Himself, not counting their trespasses against them, and He has committed to us the word of reconciliation.”
