ACT OF VOLOR

So live your life that the fear of death can never enter your heart.

Trouble no one about their religion; respect others in their view, and

demand that they respect yours. Love your life, perfect your life,

beautify all things in your life. Seek to make your life long and its purpose in the service of your people. Prepare a noble death song for the day when you go over the great divide.

Always give a word or a sign of salute when meeting or passing a

friend, even a stranger, when in a lonely place. Show respect to all

people and grovel to none.

When you arise in the morning give thanks for the food and for the joy

of living. If you see no reason for giving thanks, the fault lies only

in yourself. Abuse no one and no thing, for abuse turns the wise ones

to fools and robs the spirit of its vision.

When it comes your time to die, be not like those whose hearts are

filled with the fear of death, so that when their time comes they weep

and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way.

Sing your death song and die like a hero going home.

Chief Tecumseh (Poem from Act of Valor)

GIVE ME A FORM, am dying

, adying.

 Give me a form, am dying.
No you are not really dying i replied.
 but am very very sick,
yes all of the people here are sick, or even more sick.

This was the conversation that went on for the three days that we worked in the two different villages of the medical outreach. it took a lot decision of whether the medical team that came from the states should offer free medicine to our neighbors or not. all we feared was the effects it would bring on us who stayed in relationship as the medical team had parked to go back to America. would the people be appreciative? or would they still pressure the team to bring more doctors? would it actually have a long time impact on the natives? or would it be just a waste of time? the answers of these questions, we  would speculate but the Matt and Jamie, the directors were willing to give it a go to see the results and reaction this would bring on the village. 

Registration
I had the easiest, hardest and stressful job of all, this job also involved hurting people's fillings. i was giving to register patients as they came, i would give them their forms which they had to have to see the doctors for check up and treatment. well this explains how hard it was not to disappoint our patients. As hours went by, we had to consider not giving out more forms, this is because we had to stop at a certain time so it would not work if we gave out new forms to everyone. it was decided that the doctors would only see 300 patients a day so stopped giving out forms the moment it was 300 people. what about those who did not get forms yet were there waiting to see the doctors from morning? i really wanted to avoid answering this question but there was no other way around it, we are sorry the doctors can't see more than 300 patients. was the concluding words.  but even with that, people still were saying, give me a form, am very sick and about to die.
At the Abaana's hope, there were over 900 people treated because we spent two days there. i also hold amazing stories from here, we at-least found 400 people by the time we pulled up the first day. 

The important, big man
The second day there came a head teacher of a neighboring school who was sick and wanted to be treated. the line of patients was more than he could handle  this means he could not afford standing in the line yet he had to go back and teach. he was an important man. so he managed to come to where we we were, he came to me who had the forms and to Jamie who would give me permission to give him the form. so really he came to the right people directed by the chair person. Jamie's first question to his request was, Do you think you are more important than the rest of the people in the line? the old men and women, the babies at their mothers back? to both of our surprise, the man said YES with no hesitation and shame on his face. what? there was no need of asking the question for the second time. he was truly convinced he was way more important than every body else. 
what made him important? 
he was a teacher, he also headed the whole primary school, he got a government salary every month, he had a motorcycle, the chairman new him, he also knew English pretty well. he had to hurry and go back to teach while most of the patients there had nothing important to do after. well, all this brought him to a point of thinking he deserved to be seen first.  
The head teacher was not happy when we did not agree with him of his being important, just like any other person you are, so if you want to be treated, go back and stand in the line, i will be there to give you the form when it is your turn. this was not giving the big man the respect he thought he deserved, but a man of that kind for sure deserves not respect. so i was not willing to give it to him.
We have a very good culture, but this is one of the many areas that needs revising and attention. "the big man" the big men in Uganda have taken too much advantage of the locals thinking they are nothing, this teacher did not even consider that he gets a salary every month yet many of the natives live in constant doubts in their financial sector. he was the big man, he was more important, he had to be seen first.

Muno medicine
Many people drove to come to this medical clinic not because they couldn't afford the medicine else where, but because it was "muno, muzungu, white people" medicine. for some people, it cost them more to come than if they were to buy the medicine in their home town. now a week after they were treated, they are giving testimonies of how muno medicine works better than the local
one. one of the patient told one translator how she slept well the night after she took the muno medicine. there is no magic approach that can address this misconception, that's why i smile after i hear muno medicine.

Prayer is enough
For those who did not see the doctors, Camp and i went to give them de-Wormers. the pastor on the team used this as a chance to prayer with the people, as the prayer ended, one of the ladies followed the line but did not take the worm pill because the muno pastor had prayed and the worms had died there and then. i can't prove how true this is, but this is why she needed not the pill. the prayer was enough. was it the prayer? faith? or muno pastor? the answer lies in the victim.

It was encouraging to see people happy after getting medicine, more encouraging when those who did not get the medicine understood that it was impossible to treat everyone, thank God we treated those that got to see the doctor. some situations are hard to believe. i could believe when a guy came to me after announcing that we were done for the day, he came and said, thank you man for your work, it is not easy, but thank you for bearing with us. may be i will be treated the next time you come back. it left me thinking of how much humility it took him to say that even after he was one of those guys who came early but went back with no medicine, it was a lot of humility and selflessness. 
For people like those who understood, i appreciate and respect them. 


Give me a form please, am dying.
 No you are not really dying i replied.
 but am very very sick, 
yes all of the people here are sick, or even more sick.


Thank you very much the medical team from Alabama, 
AFOYO MATECH, thank you.

Pictures can be seen at  http://mattandjamie.fourcorners.org/

DEATH

Death is life's greatest mystery. What happens when our soul leaves our body is the most important question in the world. The answer will affect how we live our lives. The world is plagued with the question of what comes after this. When we are faced with the death of a friend or relative, we are stunned with grief. We don't understand, he was here and now he's not, where did he go? Where does the spirit go? The truth is that our soul knows of its eternal nature. If we ask our souls this question in a real way, we will find that we know that we are made from the stuff of eternity.

My identity

² Grace be to you, and peace, from God our Father, and from the Lord Jesus Christ.

³ Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who hath blessed us with all spiritual blessings in heavenly places in Christ:

⁴ According as he hath chosen us in him before the foundation of the world, that we should be holy and without blame before him in love:

⁵ Having predestinated us unto the adoption of children by Jesus Christ to himself, according to the good pleasure of his will,

⁶ To the praise of the glory of his grace, wherein he hath made us accepted in the beloved.

⁷ In whom we have redemption through his blood, the forgiveness of sins, according to the riches of his grace;

⁸ Wherein he hath abounded toward us in all wisdom and prudence;

⁹ Having made known unto us the mystery of his will, according to his good pleasure which he hath purposed in himself:

¹⁰ That in the dispensation of the fulness of times he might gather together in one all things in Christ, both which are in heaven, and which are on earth; even in him:

¹¹ In whom also we have obtained an inheritance, being predestinated according to the purpose of him who worketh all things after the counsel of his own will:

¹² That we should be to the praise of his glory, who first trusted in Christ.

¹³ In whom ye also trusted, after that ye heard the word of truth, the gospel of your salvation: in whom also after that ye believed, ye were sealed with that holy Spirit of promise,

¹⁴ Which is the earnest of our inheritance until the redemption of the purchased possession, unto the praise of his glory.

¹⁵ Wherefore I also, after I heard of your faith in the Lord Jesus, and love unto all the saints,

¹⁶ Cease not to give thanks for you, making mention of you in my prayers;

¹⁷ That the God of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of glory, may give unto you the spirit of wisdom and revelation in the knowledge of him:

¹⁸ The eyes of your understanding being enlightened; that ye may know what is the hope of his calling, and what the riches of the glory of his inheritance in the saints,

¹⁹ And what is the exceeding greatness of his power to us-ward who believe, according to the working of his mighty power,

²⁰ Which he wrought in Christ, when he raised him from the dead, and set him at his own right hand in the heavenly places,

²¹ Far above all principality, and power, and might, and dominion, and every name that is named, not only in this world, but also in that which is to come:

²² And hath put all things under his feet, and gave him to be the head over all things to the church,

²³ Which is his body, the fulness of him that filleth all in all.

IS THERE ANYONE WHO FAILS?

Is there anyone that fails?
is there anyone that falls?
anyone that blows it up?
anyone that wishes?
or am i the only one today feeling so small
so empty and so discouraged

because when i take a look at those around me
everybody seems so strong, happy and courageous
i fear that they will soon discover
that am weak, full of fear and that i do not belong.

so i tuck it all away as deep as i can and as quickly as possible,
and pretend like everything is smooth, perfect and okay.
if i make them all believe it, may be i will believe it too
So with a humble face, wordless tongue and creative hands,
 i play the game once again.
so that everyone will see me the way that i see them.

am i  happy really?
under the shiny plastic smile and waving hands
with walls around my weakness and anxiousness thoughts
with stench around my doubts and fears.
with clouds around the rising sun
and smiles that hide my pains

but if the invitation's open
to every heart that has been broken
to every heart that has fear and doubt
to every heart that has lost trust
to every heart that longs and yearns
maybe then i will close the curtain
on our stained glass masquerade

is there anyone who's been there
are there any hands to raise
are there any knees to bow
am i the only one who's traded
in the altar for a stage

the performance is convincing
and i know every line by heart
only when no one is watching me
can i really fall apart

but would it set me free
if i dared to let anyone see
the truth behind me
that may imagine me to be

would your arms be open to hold me from falling
or would you walk away
would the love of Jesus and his promises
be enough to make me stay.

i surely don't belong,
is there anyone who falls
anyone that fails
or am i the only one?

50 YEARS OF INDEPENDENCE?

Oh Uganda, may God uphold theeWe lay our future in thy hand.United, free,For libertyTogether we'll always stand.2.Oh Uganda! the land of freedom.Our love and labor we give,
And with neighbors allAt our country's callIn peace and friendship we'll live.3.Oh Uganda! the land that feeds usBy sun and fertile soil grown.For our own dear land,We'll always stand:The Pearl of Africa's Crown.



Uganda is stepping on to a new steep in her life and the children it mothers. i have spent some time thinking of Uganda in my own perspective not basing on what i see people talk about Uganda in the media or hear them talk about it on radio or on the streets as i pass by. i have realized that at the first hearing of word Uganda. its a shame that many of the native people think of all the negative side of the nation. many think of Uganda basing on its great shape and boundaries, all they associate Uganda with is the rampant corruption we hear every now and then, this has become the news that people want to hear, those who the lord has privileged to have vehicles associate Uganda to the bad roads, pot wholes and ditches in the middle of high ways, the poor associate it to poverty, those with sick beloved ones think of Uganda as a nation with poor medical facilities, pupils are also complaining about the poor education facilities they are getting, business men don't stop grumbling about the poor market. every one in this nation is complaining about the short comings of the nation Uganda. we Ugandans don't realize that we are the nation, we are looking at other people for the rebuilding of the wall of Uganda, and even when they do, we are the same ones that are responsible for their destruction. we are celebrating the 50 years of Independence. 50 years when the nation Uganda was placed into our own hands, 50 years when we were given the permission to make our own decisions, 50 years when we got our independence.

 i wounder what it might have felt raising the national flag, it meant independence. yes, independence, but independent from who and what? this is a question we should ask ourselves, in 1962 we were independent from the British hand because we kind of proved to be grown enough to manage our own politics and economies, now am happy that fellow Ugandans can sit and decided for the nation. it's unfortunate that as we were getting freedom from the British  we were preparing for slavery among fellows. the British was more than willing to give us our independence  yet we our selves we not willing to give ourselves the same independence the foreigners were offering us. as the British government packed to go back to Britain, soldiers were getting ready to fight and common people packing their belongings heading into the bush. we were fighting over the power, fighting the independence granted to us. it's a shame. we are independent  but were we really independent from each other? or are we are still having granges over each other? is north, south, east and west and central, independent? until there is genuine reconciliation in the hearts of the natives, we are not independent. we are rejoicing independence from the British but not from each other 
Despite the problems and struggles we have faced as a nation, we have a reason to stop and give thanks. despite of the corruption, bad roads, poor education, poor medical facilities, hatred among tribes, poor leadership and thankfulness we can say, the far the lord has brought Uganda. what good things does Uganda has that makes it a perfect home? 

• The beautiful raising and setting view of the sun.

• the perfect greenness that covers every where.

•  the bright moon and stars at night.

• the clear blue sky above my head.

• the different tribes from even region.

• the different languages all over the country.

• the fertile soils that feed me.

• the rains that water the land throughout the year.

• the many different fresh fruits.

• the river that starts here and powers in the ocean.

• the different cultures that have one thing in common, HOSPITALITY.

• the two seasons that sustain us.

• the peace between us and our neighbours.

• the free education provided by the government.

• the sense of peace we are enjoying right now.

• the gospel and the freedom to share it.

• the freedom of speech.

• the peaceful elections.

• the respect 

• the wild animals that occupy the forests.

• the relationship part of every culture.

• the natives love for God and their daily dependence of Him.

i have made this list without comparing my nation to other nations, i actually hate comparison, i view it as sin, its a sin boosted by bad pride. when you compare one thing to another, one is going to end up being high than the other, so you are actually trying to find which one is the best and  giving high valve it.
if i made a list comparing Uganda to other nations, then either Uganda would be on top or it would be on the bottom, making it either inferior or Superior. comparison raises on object up while its putting another down. i may not want any of these to be Uganda because it affects the way i view her. you will find that i have also concentrated on what Uganda has, not what i wish it had.
many Ugandans will not agree with me. but i thank God for the poverty he has allowed us to face for the last years, this poverty has built our trust in him and him only. many people have no other option rather than trusting God for there everything. this includes, food they eat for launch and supper. all they have to do is be in a relationship with that one who will provider to them. that's why i understand Him as God the provider. if we had all we needed in life we would have weak interest in trusting him but now we trust him with our everything, which everything is nothing. it's although not my prayer that we remain this poor for the next 50 years, we have tasted poverty and swallowed its pain for along good time. it's now time to taste the opposite of life.
 even in that wealthy you are leading us to we shall not forget you.
we shall still remember,
the days we went without food for the mouth.
the nights we slept with no shelter above us,
the seasons the soils did not yield as we expected,
the years we were fatherless,
the moments we were hated,
the days we were bare footed,
the nights we had no blanket,
the days we were cloth-less,
days when we walked instead of driving,
days when looked at planes as dreams and mysteries and not reality,
the days we were enemies with our neighbours,
and the days we were enemies with the lord.

Lord, as you are lifting us up, we won't forget where we where before you picked us up. we shall enjoy the heights of your glory with remembrance of the past.
When we reach the clouds, keep us humble. i pray............

HAPPY 50 YEARS OF INDEPENDENCE!!!

Desire, Passion and Dream

A lot can be said about the past, I have the power to decide what to do with what happened to me in the past, through all the hatred shown by relatives, the failures I have encountered just because I had selfish men around me. At a tender age, I was not given a chance to enjoy the benefits of childhood and all it had to offer me, there was no benefits to enjoy, it may look like I was denied them but you know, many children in Uganda don’t have what one may consider his rights, like many other Ugandans, I was forced to grow at a tender age, forced to be a man through difficult and trouble, through harsh words and abuse. When you ask me now if I would like to repeat that kind of life, no on no, I may not what to repeat any of the scenes of my childhood; I don’t care whether good or bad.  Dad died by suicide, his father died the same way, I live in constant fear of what the future has concerning what my leaving earth, I very much know that no matter how I leave this planet, my straight destination is heaven, for that am confident. But doubt comes when it comes to my stay in heaven. One my not understand this but looking back at my past, past has defined what heaven looks like, because of my not staying in a home for a long time, it has given me a fear of heaven being the same way, I know it will  great but someday it will be time for me to leave.

Like in many African countries, fathers in Uganda produce children with hopes of them growing up and helping their parents in the old age. Imagine growing up with parents, who hope that when you actually start working you will support them, one is not given a chance to live his dreams but actually lives his parents dreams up to the day they die, then live his dreams. Parents out here do not believe in building their children shades but believe in their children building shades for them, this is one of the many ideas in our culture that needs to change. At the time when dad died, relatives were ready to take all that he possessed without thinking of the three kids he left, selling all he had for their own benefits. We were too young to know anything about that. I do not rely on anything left by my father, because there is nothing left. I don’t plan living in walls he built but plan building my own walls, I don’t rest in shades planted by him for it was cut the moment he left earth. I don’t walk in paths paved by him but pave my own, I found not foot prints to follow but create my own. Living each day with fear and doubts of what lies ahead of me and wondering whether the foot prints I create and road I pave will last for my children to walk in them to, I pray that they may not have to create their own after mine have faded, this is because I have tasted what it means creating my own and making them last, I fear I don’t have what it takes. Living in humiliation, fear of what lays ahead, poverty, taken advantage of, getting the last priority, a deaf ear and a blind eye is everyday life for the fatherless. They are seen misfortune, a curse, disaster, problem and garbage even y their own people who should have love and nurtured them, this is not news to the fatherless but daily life. Hearts of fatherless children have come to hate love, not because they don’t desire it but because it was denied to them at the point when they needed it the most. And if presented, it was presented wrapped in a wrong package. This then causes them to protect their heart from further hurt of this kid, the heart builds a callas that normal love cannot penetrate, no wonder many fatherless are difficult to control.

95 percent of the world problems are caused by men, why? Because of the poor definition of manhood they have believed and therefore lived from childhood. I have come to believe that after Jay dangers talking about it and giving several examples. It’s time for men to rise up. My main concern is the young generation which has seen their fathers live selfish lives, living for the present without consideration of the future. It is us who have been hurt by the past that should rise. While others complain of their parents not buying them Christmas gifts, thousands are having to endure the pain of not mom not having food for Christmas launch. Many fathers don’t understand how crucial the role of parenting is in the lives of their children, fathers get up caught in making a living that they forget making a life in their children’s lives, while fathers are making a living, mothers are sacrificing their everything for the survival of their children, carrying a heavy weight which they were not meant to carry.  God gave men the power of influence in the family, and I believe that that many husbands and fathers are going to be guilty on the judgment day. Many men give a deaf ear to this kind of message yet their some men who regardless or the mistakes they made in the past and regardless of what their fathers did or didn't give will give the strength of their arms and the rest of their days to loving God, teach our children to do the same and possibly mentor others who have no fathers in their lives, but who desperately need help, direction and an arm of guidance in their lives. This is what I am dedicating to be,

Michael Jackson after living a threatening and abusive life with his fathers, he was right when he said, when a child lives this life knowing he is loved,

And leaves this life knowing he is loved,

Then what happens in-between will be is to deal with.

The identity of each growing child lies in having the confidence that he is loved, unfortunately, many of us grew up with nothing close to that so have struggled finding and seeking identity in that which is not. Seeking approval, looking for merits and pleasing people so that we may feel the empty space created by the absence of loving, caring, protecting and guiding fathers. If you have one who is close to this, its time you made use of him. many seek to have one who they talk to, one who will guide their paths, one they will trust, lean on and one who will look in their eyes and tell them, “ that’s not right”, unfortunately they find none, because the ones they are looking to for counsel are also in regrets. They are all looking for someone. You have someone.

My whole life is about breaking statistics, am not settling for less, am lot doing what the world tells me to do to be successful but doing that which the bible tells me to be in a relationship with Him, I never had a glace on my dad or torched him or him torching me, I live with a hope that when we meet on in heaven, he will look at me and for the first time hear his voice say, “am proud of you son” I wish we meet! I can look at the past with a reason that stops me from dreaming of a great future, the past does not give enough good reasons for me to stop dreaming, it rather offers perfect reasons for me to dream higher than heights, deeper than depths and wider than east and west. I have kind off tasted a better life than the one I lived a decade back and now I want to live the rest of the life this way. A life of hope, a life with a future, a life with dreams and more than anything, a life of love. The story is not a mistake but was part of his creation story, like Jenny Dangers blog tittle says, “HIS STORY, “MY WORDS”, this is not my story but his story active in my life, which I decide to express in my own words. Like in John 9:2-3,

² And his disciples asked him, saying, Master, who did sin, this man, or his parents, that he was born blind?

³ Jesus answered, neither hath this man sinned, nor his parents: but that the works of God should be made manifest in him.

I believe Jesus’ answer to his disciple answers the whys behind my story. If this story does not bring me near to Christ, then I would have lost it. I wish it didn't happen but at the same time the past does not determine my future, it only makes my story and gives me a testimony. God gave me this story, it’s his story. I believe that God’s story does not end in ashes, and mine is not. Am not going to let this story be a stumbling block but am using it as a stepping stone to reach the skies.

It might be hard for anyone reading this, hard is it for the one who is writing it? It is hard but the more times I've told the story, the more time I have become confident with it. The more the healing, I live to give my children that which I did not get at a tender age,

I live to planting shades for my children,

I live to make them trails,

I live to building them walls,

I live to leaving them marks,

I lie to leaving them foot prints.

Shades which they will trim,

Trails they will pave roads out of,

Walls they will turn into houses,

Marks of cornerstones and

Foot prints they will follow.

I want to live a life in a way that when it’s time to for me die, I don’t regret of what I didn't do, but dying is the only thing am left to do.

passion kampala

I was excited the day Matt and Jamie told me we were going to attend the passion Kampala,  i knew it was going to be great so i was prepared for the greatness it had to offer, Chris Tomlin and Louie Giglio i had not heard  them friends or media but had sung Chris Tomlin songs in church for years and for Louie  he was my best from the time i watched him in his presentation on the "indescribable" in his expressing how God can't be described by human words, this was years back but the message still stuck in me.  

This time it wasn't watching both of them on a screen but watching them live, for this i was excited. great music i had heard of started led by Tomlin, what made it great was that it was original and singing a song among ten thousand believers was awesome, it was a reminder of how it isn't only one church believing in God but these thousands of people coming from different churches combine to make one church. Because of believers every where, am not lost among a multitude of believers because we have one language, a language of Jesus and love, that is so for we all believe in one God. 

Louie shared a message from psalms 148, 

praise the Lord

praise the Lord from the heavens, 

praise his in the heights above

praise him, all his angels

praise him, all his heavenly hosts

praise him, sun and the moon

praise him, all shining stars; 

verse 7 

praise the lord from the earth

you great sea creatures and 

all ocean depths

when the lord says stars, he means it, velopore  is a star that died and exploded, it spines 11 times a second on its axis. it constantly makes noise 24,7 all the time, which noise is the worship of God. 

The stars in the heavens can't stop worshiping God to worshiping an idol down on earth, they were created to worship only him and him alone. This makes me think why every now and then catch myself moving from worshiping God am meant to worshiping to worshiping people, technology, wealth and image, 

why can't i be like the stars who can't stop worshiping God? that's what i what but Romans 7:14-25 is true in my life.

i want to be one of the stars that can't stop worshiping him, when worship becomes my everyday thing subject, when i wake up worshiping him and sleep still in the same mood. i desire that my voice and actions be part of the symphony and lyrics of worshiping God. Louie demonstrated this by producing sounds of the stars from the heavens, sounds of whales from the seas, he combined these sounds to produces a symphony of the song,"how great is our God" the sound was perfect, the heavens, seas made music for God that the we the people on the earth just completed it by singing the song, that was amazing. it was neat. we indeed worshiped together with the stars ant the whales.

Deep in every one of the people on planet earth is a desire to become famous and popular, i will not talk about other people's today but will concentrate on myself. i didn't realize the full extent of this until i was on the ground watching Louie and Tomlin on stage. i know i went there to hear what the lord had to teach me through Passion Kampala tour. i had gone to rise one step high in my spiritual walk with the lord. but why i went there is because these were great people who were famous and popular all around the world, that's why they are able to make it a passion world tour. i believe that if these guys were just ordinary people only known by friends and relatives, its only the relatives and friends who would have attended passion Kampala.

The reason why Makerere ground was filled with approximately 10,000 people was because they had come to see these great guys of  God. I imagined being on a stage all gathered to hear me speak like Louie, wow. my mind drove me to thinking of what he had to do to be that popular and famous, in all of my thoughts and imaginations, i imagined Louie knowing me and among the 10,000 people calling me and standing where i would be seen by all those people. i don't know whether anybody on that ground thought as me or i just think to much. it wasn't Satan in control of my thoughts but God. even when my thoughts were focusing on myself, He used that to show me something greater than planet earth. 

I experienced God when Louie left the stage and Tomlin occupying it, among all his songs, this time he sung, 

"I WILL RISE" here is the lyrics.

And I will rise when He calls my name 
No more sorrow, no more pain 
I will rise on eagles' wings 
Before my God fall on my knees 
And rise 
I will rise 

There's a day that's drawing near 
When this darkness breaks to light 
And the shadows disappear 
And my faith shall be my eyes 

Jesus has overcome 
And the grave is overwhelmed 
The victory is won 
He is risen from the dead 

[Chorus:] 
And I will rise when He calls my name 
No more sorrow, no more pain 
I will rise on eagles' wings 
Before my God fall on my knees 
And rise 
I will rise 

And I hear the voice of many angels sing, 
"Worthy is the Lamb" 
And I hear the cry of every longing heart, 
"Worthy is the Lamb" 
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[Chorus:] 
And I will rise when He calls my name 
No more sorrow, no more pain 
I will rise on eagles' wings 
Before my God fall on my knees 
And rise 
I will rise.

 I lost it the moment i heard," and i will rise when He calls my name". wow, the holy spirit drove me to telling me that, someday, you will rise when He will call your name, in the presence of many angels, in the presence of those who would have gone to heaven, what made me even made me cry? it was too much not to, i will surely rise when he calls my name, wow, this was everlasting hope, it was also a reminder," Stop dreaming of earth, dream of heaven, Don't settle for less, there is heaven, it was a reminder that my aim should be heaven. Stop, its not about you, but for God, 

on this earth, it shouldn't be me in front of 10,000 people, but God at the center, and all around the ground.

Passion Kampala was in other words Kiggundu's passion for God, another passion for life, a passion for God, passion for worshiping Him and him alone. Christianity is not knowing about God, but being in relationship with Him. maturity in Christianity is not memorizing verses and doing great sermons but Hebrews 5:14, who is a christian who is mature? the one who by constant us of scripture have trained himself to distinguish good from evil. truth from lies, light from darkness. the moment i learn this, am mature. 

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