Soroti, Uganda

Okay, I'm telling you ahead of time, that's it's going to be hard to believe all this stuff – I hardly believe it myself and I was the guy that was there.

I have been in northern Uganda for the past two weeks. A week in Tororo, and a week in the bush 50 km outside of Sororti. Last week was good, but not supernatural. If all I am coming here to do is to be good, then I have missed my mission. Ah, but this week, way out in the bush has been getting more and more powerful in an increasing crescendo since I got here.

Yesterday, the services weren't just pretty good, they were ... um ... great! You know it's good when you feel like you are in the midst of a river in a raging torrent and are being carried downstream. About 10 souls got saved yesterday, which is great in itself. But more than that, a lot of these simple, country folk have been transformed. They may live way out in the bush, but they have a clear grip on the realities of life, and they fully understand what revival is, how much they need it, and what the price is that they will have to pay to receive it from God. Not many Christians in the USA are as sophisticated in this as they are. Knowing the price and the desperation that is required to bring a true revival, they came up to the altar to commit their lives to whatever God asks them to do, no matter what the cost, no matter what it takes. You could feel the snap in the air of broken hearts before an Almighty God. I anointed each one with oil and prayed down God's commission on each of them. These were serious people in a serious commitment. It was wonderful.

And then it started. I don't know how the healing line started, but once it got going, you couldn't stop it. Now, remember, I don't do tricks, miracles, or supernatural things. God told me once in Nigeria, "No miracles! If you do the miracles, they won't hear the message." (Yeah, I really did hear Him say that to me.) So I make no claims of the gift of healing to anybody. But this is not the first time that God has intervened anyway.

When I pray for healing, I like to ask them if they got healed. If they didn't, we pray some more. If they did, we move to the next one. At first it was headaches, and I've never met a headache that couldn't be healed. Then it moved on to bigger things. I knew we were on a roll when one lady told me as she came up that she didn't need me to pray over her because she had already gotten healed just standing in the line! That's when I realized – OMG! -- every single person that came forward was getting healed!

And then the blind lady came up. Wow. She was over 80 years old. Her eyes had that milky white glaze over them and she could hardly see. By now, though, I am on a roll, so here goes ... I anointed her eyes and prayed. When done, she starts to walk away and I stopped her. "Can you see?" "Yes, it's better."

I don't know where I got my holy boldness from, but I said, "Well, come back here. God doesn't do things half way." I kept thinking that even Jesus had to pray twice over that one guy. So we prayed again. And this time, she could see clearly. "Are you sure?" She looked at me with a grin that said of course she was sure! (Boy, did I feel stupid.)

Okay, I'm jazzed, right? But, oh man, today it gets even better because today they came and stood up to give testimonies of what happened yesterday. The someone who was deaf got healed, no less than three crippled were healed, the blind lady can see, others had debilitating sicknesses that were washed away, and many others that I either could not understand or had an even harder time believing. But I got most of them on video so that everyone will know that I'm not making this up! We are talking about over 50 miraculous healings! Everybody who came up got healed.

That ain't all. They have had a drought since September – not a drop of rain. Now, rain is a picture of revival. (Think Elijah on Mt. Carmel). Well, Bishop Girado Ukulol keeps saying that the rain has been following me like it did last week in Tororo. Today he pointed outside to the clouds that were forming. He said that the Bible says that the clouds are the dust of His feet, and that God was walking this way. Sure enough, right in the middle of my message, it started to rain. Not a whole lot, but it did rain. Now, that doesn't seem like a big deal to most of us, but to them, this was incredible because they haven't seen a drop for months! But get this! They had fully expected it! That's where the level of their faith is!

Right now, it is 8 pm. I am back in my hotel in Soroti. Bishop Girado has gone back to his hometown to get his van to take me to the next place. He just called me to tell me that the people are still there in the church that we just left. Services ended 7 hours ago, but they say that the anointing of the Holy Spirit is still there and is so strong that no one wants to leave! Does that sound like something we've heard about in times past?

Brothers and sisters, keep praying and keep looking up. Revival is coming. It will come to Africa first, but God will use them to provoke the rest of the world to jealousy. The process here in Africa has begun. God is moving, and I have a feeling that no one has ever seen the power unleashed like it is about to be unleashed here in the (former) Dark Continent.

Please keep me in your prayers. My back Is killing me, my guts are strained and hurting from standing so long, and I end each day in total exhaustion. But I gotta keep going. Please hold me up.

Praise the Lord,

Brother Dale