Uganda:
My name is Mulungi Hassan Moses. I am the son of Al Hajjii Kakungulu Munda Mulungi Musa.
I am a Muganda by tribe, an Abalangira of the royal family of Buganda, born into a Muslim family. My family was part of the foundation of Islam in the entire country of Uganda.
I went to Azhar University in Egypt, studying Islamic theology and doctrine. I graduated as an Islamic judge.
In 2007, I returned to Uganda. I got married, and was given the leadership of one of the mosques in Kibuli in Kampala. At the same time, I was also a judge for Islamic religious affairs. As a judge, I sentenced many people to caning, to life imprisonment, and even to death.
In Uganda, I continued practicing the Islamic faith along with witchcraft and idol worship. I married six women, two chosen by me, two chosen by the mosque, and two chosen by my father. I was taught to fight for Islam using money and speech, but also with hands and weapons when necessary.
In 2013, people came and taught the Gospel in my community, directly opposite the mosque. These people would talk about Muslims going to the fire of hell. This scared me immensely.
I told some Muslim men to fight them. I also hired sixty young people to fight with them, and to make loud noises as they were teaching. I never wanted to see them in my community.
There was an evangelistic crusade for five days, and I was happy, as no one was saved. A pastor, however, prayed that God would touch us just as He did to Saul who used to be an enemy to believers. I laughed out loud.
Then, during the evening prayer, as I was leading Muslims in prayer, I saw the earth almost turning upside down. There was a man with blood on him while the earth rotated back and forth.
I asked him who He was, and what He wanted with us in the mosque. I thought He was going to kill me, but then, He spoke with words full of grace and replied, ‘I am Jesus Christ.’ He also said that I was continually wounding Him during the five days of teaching because of my resistance to the teaching. He told me to believe in Him as the Son of God, and not as Issa Masih, a Muslim prophet of Allah.
From that point on, the Lord Jesus became more and more a part of my life. I had a hole in my heart, but Christ healed me. For eight days, I was blind, but on the eighth day, my eyes were open and I saw a rainbow, pointing me to the church.
In full Muslim dress, I walked and followed the rainbow to the church. As I walked, people were cursing at me, but when I reached the church, the pastor was waiting for me, as the Lord had spoken to him about me.
That day, I surrendered my life to Jesus Christ as Lord and Savior. My wives left me because I was viewed as an apostate, and I was supposed to die.
One night, my family came to me, and began stoning me, throwing bricks at me. I was on the ground, covered with bricks, and thought that I was going to die. My family walked away, leaving me to die.
Then, I heard a voice telling me to put up my hand. I pushed my hand up through the bricks, and a man grabbed my hand, helping me out of the bricks to the side of the road. He then disappeared, and I have never seen him since.
Shortly after this, in the black of the night, another man came in his car, put me into his car, and took me to the hospital. He told me that he had just had a vision, telling him to drive to where I was lying, and to pick up a man named Moses (I had also never met this man before, but this man was a human being).
I recovered in the hospital, but my left eye, I am afraid, is permanently damaged.
After recovering, I remarried, and the Lord has blessed us with three children. I am now a pastor of a church in Nasere Gganda which is full of Muslims and witchcraft. Though my sight is weak, the Lord Jesus has given me a strong faith in Him.
In 2020, I met my brother Felix Bright, and since that time, we have been ministering together. I have learned much from the chronological booklets, and they have been a great tool of transformation for me as well as for the youth in the church. Felix has become a son of encouragement to me. He has brightened up both my life and the ministry as well. We are trusting God for His provision for our family as well as for more chronological booklets to help us to teach in this community. Thank you so much for your support and prayers.”