THOUGHT DEAD.

From the time I started to breath, all I could think of was life. People defined it differently. Some called life, beauty, fame, dating, scheming, ministry, attending church, pleasing people and name it.

I always wanted to know what life was all about until one day my parents hosted a few friends. That evening, my amazing mom cooked a meal while they ate, my mom asked if we could sin to the visitors. The seven of us came out and lined up and sung a sad song unknowingly. All the visitors stopped eating and their heart were moved with pity for the hungry. One day, uncle John came back home and said when you all sung about children suffering, we could not continue to eat.

I kept singing in church and school until 2005 when a friend of mine asked if I could help her record an album. I said yes of course, I will. Day and night we worked on seven songs. A few months later we were ready to record. We went to one of the best studios in Uganda and recorded the album, I was able to record one of my favorite songs "well done good and faithful servant". Fortunately, her mom asked me to sign to get twenty percent from the profits. I was glad that finally I get to make some money and help my family. We recorded, i hardly was invited for the launch and tried to follow up on the contract i signed only to be pushed to the side every time. The poor many times are robbed and no one speaks out for them. I returned to leading worship and singing in school.


In 2006, i wrote some more songs and a friend of mine sold me some of his songs. I set out to record in Uganda, I have never worked with someone so negative. By the time I was done with that album, I was convicted that I have no future in this field. I decided to give my heart to working with the orphans and children that needed love four years. I loved them with all that I had. I kept singing in the church and to the children.

Every one that told me that I had a good voice, I thought them crazy. Some said, "oh, you are just being proud but you know you have a good voice." I wished that they saw my heart and knew howI lived in denial. I did auditions in Chicago and passed. I was asked to go to Orlando for training and to sing to different record labels. I talked to a few people I trusted and I was advised to wait until I was finished school at Moody Theological seminary. Which was a wise advice. To those people I want to say thank you so much. Because if I did go in then, any negative word would re affirm what I believed about myself - negative words. I decided to focus on my studies in Moody Theological Seminary and advocacy for the children with compassion International.

It was not until one evening when what I thought dead began to breath within me. It all started with Kathy Troccoli asking me to do a duet with her at Fresh grounded faith conference in Atlanta. She later said, "great job I love your voice". I had met and sung with many other artists like Phil Keaggy;sung for Michael W Smith, met Amy Grant, Jeremy Camp and Michael O Brien who often encouraged me. many more. It was different this time. Something within me changed. I went back home asking myself why he has allowed my path to cross all these people. But the fear within me and the lies I had heard from my producer had screened so loud that I thought its a dead end for me.

You know when you are created for something, made and fashioned by God for a specific calling, it will stand any storm in life. In the land of plenty, there is a lot of opportunity. It causes you to rationalize even who you are. But when you abide in God, it's like breathing again.

Songwriters: Rita Springer
Oh, God of mine, I'll have no idols
Oh, God of mine, come lead the way
Oh, God of mine, I'm greatly humbled
This sinner's heart You came to save

Oh, God of mine through storm and trial
Oh, God of mine through death and grave
Oh, God of mine in resurrection
Your scars display my soul's refrain

Oh, God of mine who holds all nations
Oh, God of mine who saves the day
Oh, God of mine, Your grace sufficient
And tender mercies new by morn

Oh, God of mine, forever faithful
Oh, God of mine, forever stay
Oh, God of mine, forever after
These eyes upon Your face will gaze