God Answers Julia’s Prayer – Kampala, Uganda
Sep 12, 2018 1993
Julia is her name even though it is quite un-African to call her by that name at her age. All women of her age take a lot of pride in being addressed as mother so-and-so or Mrs so-and-so. But for Julia, she had to endure the pain of being referred to like any regular girl, though she is past 40 and has been married for the last 15 years – a period in which she has tried in vain to become the mother of somebody. Her story quite parallels the biblical stories of women like Sarah or Hannah. Except Julia had no maids to conceive on her behalf like Sarah or had the privilege of visiting a temple to pour out her heart to God like Hannah.
Julia is the deputy head-teacher in a prestigious high school, where she met her husband 15 years ago. I met her 12 months ago when I was the guest speaker at a Week of Prayer at her school. Through our interactions I came to learn that she also owns a children’s day care centre near her home where she can sometimes be found helping out her workers. She told us that she founded this business primarily out of her passion and love for children. That quality is by no doubt manifested as her day care is one of the best in Kampala, privileged to host children from some high profile people in the city.
Perhaps it was the closing sermon I peached about Hannah and her struggle with barrenness that confronted Julia with the realisation that it was high time she took her troubles to God. That evening she called me and requested that I pray a special prayer for her, saying, “I am tired of being childless.” I prayed for her over the phone and assured her that her case was now in the safe hands of God. For the next few months I made it my duty to call her every time I prayed for her situation, assuring her that God would do something about her condition.
She had come to learn that faith works and that prayer is indispensable
Two weeks ago, she sent me a photo of herself holding a baby! That photo was worth a volume of words about how glad and excited she was. Unfortunately, I had lost her number in my phone book and so I was not quite sure from whom this photo was sent. Then I called the number and was met by the familiar voice of Julia. When I asked whether I was speaking with Julia, she was fast to correct me that she was now Mother Isimbi, Isimbi being the name of her new born baby boy. And she spent the next thirty minutes preaching to me, telling me that she had come to learn that faith works and that prayer is indispensable.
Mama Isimbi narrated to me how she had taught herself to pray and believe since that day when I prayed for her over the phone. She confessed to me that she would always thank God for having met me for she would never have known about prayer and faith. She says that she can’t wait to take her baby boy for baptism when he grows of age.
– Pr Bonifresh Muhollo