I have not written this book to tell you how God gives us children. Rather, it is about how anyone can get the very thing he or she wants when he or she believes. When you have the fear of God, to seek him diligently, you will have the very presence of God. However, that is his Glory. People will respect and honor you whether they know you or not. Wherever you go, there is something people see in you, which no one can explain, even yourself. God himself rewards you. As it says in the book of John 14:23, Jesus himself, and the Father will come and live in you. At present, I reside in the United States of America. I was born and raised in the isolated small village called Banda, Wakiso, Hoima Route, in Uganda. When I was growing up, I used to see a gentleman in our home; he treated us like no one else did, because he loved us so much. The late Salongo Edward Ssewamala was my dad. Together with my mother, Nalongo Mary N. Ssewamala, they are my heroes. They are, collectively, the greatest parents who ever lived. I am neither the oldest nor the youngest in the family, but they loved me with all their heart. Don’t ask me why; I don’t know. I lacked nothing when I was growing up. My father was not the richest man, or even a famous man. You can ask all about him. Very few knew him well enough to describe him, but he was great. As you well know, unless a person is politically recognized, a scholar, or somewhat of a religious dignitary, no one will even consider reading your biography, regardless of what you have accomplished. That is why I do not mind about the name anymore. I am grateful to my parents. They didn’t have much, but gave me an education, enough to learn how to write and read. At least I can read the Bible. Now I know how to express myself and how to survive anywhere in this world. Above all, they never abandoned me, not even once. In this book is a simple but prolonged journey of getting a child, and of enduring the ups and downs when your love is tested. This is the greatest challenge I have ever encountered in my entire life: Being married and you want a child, but you can’t conceive for whatever reason. Many have quit; some have expired wanting to conceive, but not been successful. As a child, I did not hear much about people being barren. As a teenager, I did. I never thought, in a million years, not even for a second, that I would ever go through what I went through to get a child. That is why I want you to sit (or, you can stand; it doesn’t matter to me), and read my experience and testimony. I am sure it will help you in a certain way to engage your situation in the name of our Lord, Jesus Christ. Knowing that, everything is possible if one believes, if one does not quit. Keep trying, no matter how big, tough, heavy, long, disturbing, and deadly it looks. When I was growing up, I used to think about how I would be in my home. I used to think about where I would live. As a young girl, I used to picture myself as a banker; I would get married have four children, regardless of their sex. There was a lady in our neighborhood; she had been married for more than fifteen years. Never bore a child, or had a miscarriage or conceived. One day, I was seated in the kitchen back home, and I heard this lady telling my mom how she wanted a child so much but never got a chance. "I sit in my home, as big as it is, and cry, day by day for not conceiving. Sometimes, I feel jealousy of those with children," she said. That never affected me back then, it only caused a question in me: Why does she want a child that much? She has almost everything what some would consider for a good life! I wouldn’t mind. After going through what I went through, I came to know that my thinking was childish. I never knew its full impact until the ball came to my corner.
