When the Spirit Says Go: A Mission to Kampala

Saturday, 04/04/26 at 10:31
Sammy Omosh
Kenya 🇰🇪

When I returned from the coast last week on Monday, it took only five days, and Yah put it in my spirit to go to Kampala and do what I needed to do. You know what I did four months ago in the border town of Busia, Uganda.

By Sunday evening, after handing in my last message here for posting, I was on my way to Kampala by bus. Upon arrival, the Lord linked me up with a saved man—I called him “Mulokoli,” meaning a saved person in the local dialect. I had to decide where to stay between the three places I had reserved online, and I was led to stay five kilometers from the city center.

From this vantage point in the Makindye-Luwafu suburb, I could see the entire city at a glance. The Marriott Hotel twin towers really stood out as the tallest buildings in the city. Further away, I could see entire neighborhoods with red roofs stretching as far as my eyes could behold. Could this be what I also saw in my previous dream last month?

During my three-day stay, I interceded for the citizens of this country and for the “fall of Jericho.” That was my key assignment. We went all over the city of Kampala with the aid of my rider. In Uganda, they do not take tea in the morning like we do here. Usually, I only had lunch at the city center at Amoo-a restaurant, which specializes in preparing Ugandan traditional cuisine. If you taste the sample here, I do not think you will ever crave fast food again.

At the appointed time, the regime will change. The enemy, of course, was furious—I could discern that from a dream I received.

During the three days, I set aside one afternoon to do a dental procedure at Tessie Dental Clinic in the Makindye suburbs, opposite the military barracks. The dentist there was thorough, polite, and engaged me in conversation, though I could not talk because of the procedure. It was done at half the cost, if not lower, than what I would incur in my motherland. After the procedure, I walked back to my place and had a melon and a soft drink for the night—I was playing it safe.

My typical day usually began in the morning with the following statement from a lady staff member: “Boss, the boda man has come,” meaning it was pick-up time. Ugandan ladies are usually respectful and bow slightly while addressing you. It is their culture and tradition—you cannot do anything about it. My guide was in a 40-day fast ending on Good Friday; nevertheless, he was not tired or complaining at any time.

During my stay in Uganda, I had the following night encounters:

1. I wrote the following words in a notebook: “Sickle Cell Anemia.” I saw a lady with this condition. It could be you or someone within your circle, such as family or friends (3 John 2, given at 3:44 a.m.). Receive your healing now in Jesus’ name.

2. I saw a Nephilim masquerading as a human. He was tall, well-built, with long black hair. I knew he was not human at all.

This impression came as I wrote: Why do you look forward only to things that benefit you? Are not others also important? You trust what man says 100% without doing any background check or applying discernment, more than what Yah is revealing.

*** If Yah leads you to seek medical treatment, it is not a sin—go. Only cults do not allow their members to visit hospitals or go to school. He uses doctors for healing purposes too. If you receive divine healing, it is alright. Do not be rigid in your approach. The next day, I was eating normally as if nothing had happened. The pain I endured during the process had vanished overnight without using painkillers. Glory to Yah for His marvelous doing. I remember he would tell me to relax.

*** A security guard in the city told me, “There is a need to store food now—the future looks gloomy.” How he knew this, I do not know.

*** My guide showed me the leaves of a tree with healing properties in the city. Later that evening, as I reached the border town and browsed a website, I read a message by Robyn Anders entitled “Herbal Remedies.”

On the morning of 3/4/26, I was caught up in a vision where I happened to be in the home of the late Enigma. I could not tell whether it was a rural or city home, but one thing stood out—it was full of guests, food, and drinks. I asked Raila Junior, the son of the late Enigma, a question, and he replied in the affirmative. The larger family should seek God’s intervention to thwart the sting of death.

On the morning of 4/4/26, I was in a house, and when I opened the door, I saw a coffin being carried out. The funeral service was about to begin for this prominent personality.

*** A word for someone: These are not normal times. If you become a King Uzziah (a stumbling block) in a person’s life or ministry, you will be removed—the Lord knows how. Read Isaiah 6:1. The Lord showed me what you are up to when I was in Mombasa. Do not be foolish enough to seek man’s strange counsel instead of godly counsel. Wheat and tare can never be in the same barn. You cannot know it all—this is a poisonous attitude that is slowly killing you unaware.

The chosen ones do not flow well with others; that is why persecution will come. And understand this clearly: nobody was ever sent to the doorstep of their own house to do God’s assignment. It is always “Go ye”—moving away from the comfort zone of home. That is how it will be in the coming great harvest.

Matthew 7:7 — Keep on asking, and you will receive what you ask for. Keep on seeking, and you will find. Keep on knocking, and the door will be opened to you.

Verse 8 — For everyone who asks receives, everyone who seeks finds, and to everyone who knocks, the door will be opened.

Isaiah 3:13 — The Lord has taken His place to contend; He stands to judge the people.

Verse 24 — Instead of perfume, there will be rottenness; instead of a belt, a rope; instead of well-set hair, baldness; instead of a rich robe, a garment of sackcloth; and branding instead of beauty.