A Word to Uganda Again

Saturday, 01/17/26 at 15:02
Sammy Omosh
Kenya 🇰🇪

I went out to pray this Saturday. I came back tired in the evening and was lying on the couch, catching up with world news. I fell half asleep, so I crawled to my bed for proper rest.

I woke up at 11:00 p.m. with this word in my spirit:

Yoweri Kaguta Museveni:

Your earthly days are numbered. You are in the fast lane out of power. It is not well with you. I saw what you did to the voting kits, says the Lord. You pretended to be concerned. The instruments of power will not help you when I accelerate My judgment dealings with you.

Learn from Maduro how power can be temporary. One night he goes to sleep as a king, and by morning he is on an extradition flight to the United States. Your seventh term will be cut short.

(I saw a plague eating his body cells. I saw him walking in a weak manner, as if he would fall down.)

Your son Muhoozi brags as the man who props up your leadership. God is a word far from his vocabulary. He is a god unto himself. If he dares to succeed you in the coming days, then we shall see who is the real God—Me or him—says the Lord.

In the past, Muhoozi dared to run half of Kenya and return it to Uganda. You fool, you do not know what is up My sleeve. You even dared to forcefully take the Indian Ocean coastline from Kenya. That is the water I would have used to drown you to your demise, just as I did to Pharaoh’s army in the Red Sea. Have you not read this in Exodus 14:28?

Can a man fight with his Maker and win? (Genesis 32:24–25.)

I saw what you did during the internet blackout. Did you ever read, “For the eyes of the Lord run to and fro throughout the whole earth”? (2 Chronicles 16:9.)

At some point in the future, Bobi Wine will ascend to the throne, for the kingly anointing is upon him, and nothing will stop that from coming to pass.

Watch My hand and how I will deal with the landlocked country. Your goods arrive by ship at the Port of Mombasa and then travel inland by road until they reach your border gate. Muhoozi, you are not even grateful for this help you receive from your immediate neighbors. Shame on you, says the Lord.

This is the word for the leader and his right-hand man.

Do not ask me questions. I write as I hear in my spirit.

{11:55 p.m. — January 17, 2026}