It’s Saturday, 10am and 65 ladies slowly arrive.
They are dressed in their brightest and boldest, dresses and scarves flow, some even bridesmaid-esque.
The guests arrive by foot, ferry and dula dula.
There’s a feeling of celebration is in the air.
It’s time for our women’s seminar!
New notepads and expectancy are in hand … not forgetting the introduction of the ‘door prize’.
The first sessions explored what it means to live in intimacy with God and the life we are promised in doing so.
The team shared during the afternoon session – we had spoken of intimacy, so naturally spoke of the fruit produced and how that might look in our own lives.
Testimonies flowed. As did tears. Women are women.
One of my favorite parts of the day was the lunch we provided for these lovelies.
Served by the men. Yes the men.
One lady commented how the food was like that served at a wedding.
A wonderful prophetic sign.
“He has taken me to the banquet hall, and his banner over me is love.” Song of Solomon 2:4
God had clearly ordained this time for these women – to be spoiled and cared for – for feasting and fun.
We declared the goodness of God and the banner of love waved high.
As the day went on, we heard stories and we became friends I was reminded of my other favourite feast – of Psalm 23.
‘You spread out a table before me, provisions in the midst of attack from my enemies, You care for all my needs, anointing my head with soothing, fragrant oil, filling my cup again and again with Your grace’
God promises a feast set in the midst of a battlefield. Undaunted by evil or troubles. A feast prepared for these women in the midst of their enemies.
Many the same as mine and yours. Many not.
Marriage problems, making ends meet, concerns for future, health issues.
There was much darkness to overcome, vivid nightmares to battle and the influence of witch doctors to flee.
These women saw a reprieve from their battles, as we declared the goodness of God enabling them to see the banner of love waving more once.
In addition to great food – we feasted on the provision of promise, the sustenance of comfort – rest – peace – friendship – hugs – hope for another day…
Psalm 23 speaks of the word ‘table’, you spread out a table – meaning to grow long, reach, spread and stretch forth. My prayer for these women as we sat together was that the provision and sustenance would go far beyond what we could see.
On our final morning a Living Waters watchman came to tell us that his wife had been at the seminar and had met Jesus.
His words were enough ‘there is love in our home now’…
I just read this prayer today… for my sisters in Africa and for you wherever you are.
Join me in praying?
Marriage & kids & relationships & people are ridiculously hard…. and they can make our hearts grow hard & our legs go soft & bottom line: we have no idea how to keep going on.
And You hearten us, Your Word breathing fresh hope into our bones:
“Be brave. Be strong. Don’t give up….
Become wise; point your life in the right direction…
You’re so steady & determined in your faith despite all the hard times that have come down on you…”
That’s all Lord.
Make the bruised, brave.
Make the wounded, wise.
Make the daunted, determined.
In the name of the only One who loved us to death & back to the real & forever life… In Jesus’ name,