In 1990, as a young boy, I, Reuben, attended Mbabara Junior Primary School. It was the fourth year of Yoweri Kaguta Museveni’s presidency in Uganda. During that time, our school hosted a remarkable event—a conference led by more than 10 white evangelists from England. These men and women, part of the Baptist Ministry, delivered teachings about the dip baptism of John as described in the Bible.
When the evangelists invited those who believed in their message to repent, accept Christ Jesus, and be baptized, I felt a stirring in my heart. Without hesitation, I became the first to step forward, publicly declaring my faith in Jesus Christ as my Lord and personal Savior. That Monday, along with others, I was taken to River Rwizi in Mbabara to be baptized.
Three days after my baptism, something extraordinary happened. I had a dream—one that would forever alter the course of my life. In this dream, the heavens opened, and an angel of God descended, calling me by name. The angel stood suspended in mid-air, radiating divine presence. But fear overtook me. I thought the angel intended to take me to where he had come from, and I believed I would die and never return. Terrified, I ran.
The angel pursued me relentlessly and eventually caught hold of my right thigh. In that moment, I began to struggle fiercely, fighting to free myself from his grasp. I cried out for my father, Livingstone, to come to my aid. The struggle continued until I suddenly woke from the dream. Yet, even as I returned to consciousness, I felt an inexplicable pain in my thigh—the very spot where the angel had held me.
This was no ordinary dream, for the pain lingered long after I woke. Over the years, I have undergone three surgeries on this very part of my body, where the angel left a mark. To this day, I carry the physical evidence of that divine encounter—a mark that reminds me of God’s calling and presence in my life.
This experience, though mysterious and at times challenging, serves as a constant testament to the reality of God’s power and His purpose for me. It is a story I hold dear, a reminder of His divine hand guiding my journey.
God is good for He has sent us His servant Messenger
A similar encounter happened with Jacob [in the Old Testament], in which his name became Israel.
This is the LORD’S Glory! The scriptures say a name was written on his robe and on his thigh: “KING OF KINGS AND LORD OF LORDS”.
Thank you God for sending your messager!