This was meant to be a short, lovely post. But when I started to think about just how much God has used this ministry to bless me and my household, a love letter emerged.

In an age where it’s become kosher to bash the Church for all its shortcomings, I don’t think we celebrate enough of all the goodness there is in the Body of Christ. 

So in honour of #PhanerooAt10, let me tell you my Phaneroo story. 

About two years ago, I entered a season where I realized that the faith that had brought me thus far, couldn’t take me any further. It’s something I’ve come to appreciate about my walk with God. Knowing when it’s time to shed off the old and make room for the new. 

I asked God to introduce me to the deeper dimension of faith my spirit was placing a demand for. I had no clue what shape or form it would take but it had to go beyond what I’d known. That’s how I ended up on YouTube one day with the Holy Spirit nudging me to watch my first Phaneroo sermon. 

Until that point, I’d never heard of Phaneroo or Apostle Grace Lubega. But it didn’t take long for me to understand why God led me there. If there’s one message this ministry not only teaches but lives by, it’s faith. 

My faith and I sat down to learn and grow, one sermon after the next. 

A few aerial shots into one of my first Phaneroo sermons, I asked myself – who arranges ALL THESE CHAIRS? Twice a week at least? Several sermons in, I came across one where Apostle Lubega shared the heart behind those chairs being arranged as meticulously as they are. He spoke of people who would be attracted to that standard of excellence. Indeed, I am one among them. 

Thursdays are now Phaneroo days in my household. There are people whose names I don’t know but their faces are embedded in my heart because we worship the same Jesus together every week. I’m challenged and inspired to see so many gather so faithfully week in week out to encounter Jesus. Come rain or sunshine. In a time where even the hint of a cloudy day will have people staying home for bedside baptist, what a testament to our Jesus when men are willing to stand in the rain because they have found a treasure that compares to none other. 

I secretly want to join the Phaneroo choir because their outfits don’t miss. There’s a lady who strums the bass guitar and all I can say is – glory! 

I’ve “wulululu’d” my way into victories my entire lineage will walk in. I even have a vuvuzela on standby in my spirit and can say “Fire!” right on cue. If you know, YOU KNOW!

I’ve gone back again and again to key sermons where Jesus has met me again and again. There are those special ones I run to any time my faith needs to be bolstered. I’m pretty sure there’s a warehouse somewhere in heaven where all the tears I’ve wept are stored.  

I know a growing list of venue grounds in Uganda because of Phaneroo meetings. Me who has yet to step foot in Uganda will be busy talking about Kololo and Uma as though I’ve lived there my whole life. Also, we now finally have Phaneroo Grounds!!! First of many, I’m sure. I can’t wait to join you in person soon. 

One time I was watching a university students’ meeting and contending for grace for the generations coming after mine. Only for the Holy Spirit to challenge me in that moment – why wait for tomorrow what you can receive right now? Two days later I found myself in a strategic role in my daughter’s school. The events that led to it fit right into my encyclopaedia of stories that prove God truly has a sense of humour.

I constantly marvel at the sacrifice and excellence of every single person who shows up to arrange ALL THOSE CHAIRS. You remind me what it means to have the heart of a king who is a servant to all. You inspire me to be better in all I do for Jesus. 

If I start on the miracles, signs and wonders, this love letter will turn into a book. (One I would absolutely love to write one of these days because we must tell the generations to come of God’s goodness!)

I’m here to say thank you. Truly. Thank you. 

To Apostle Grace Lubega: Thank you for accepting the call. Your life would have been easier and still successful without it. But you said yes to Jesus. I cannot think of the doctrine of the apostles without tearing up because the sacrifice is not lost on me. You have preached me into walking on water. My lineage will never be the same. 

To Mrs. Nicolette Lubega – I honour you as a fellow pastor’s wife. Thank you for taking care of the man of God so we can partake of his ministry. Only heaven truly knows the sacrifice your family has made to establish this work. May the God who sees all that is done in secret reward you publicly.

To the Phaneroo leadership team – As a fellow church leader, I marvel at the work you put in to ensure this ministry faithfully carries out its divine assignment. May the grace and peace of our Lord Jesus be richly multiplied in you and through you.

To the Phaneroo members – Thank you for the beauty you add to the Church of Jesus! I’m so honoured to worship God with you. 

May the God who led me to you when I was in need of a new measure of faith…the God who has raised you and continues to keep you…increase you more and more in this new decade. 

Happy 10^th Anniversary, Phaneroo!