Encircled, cosy and secure in a cloud of the closeness of our God. Tears made tracks on the cheeks of many women as they overflowed and ran freely down treasured faces. Fingers moved gently over the keys flowing in tune with how Holy Spirit was moving in our meeting. I was in the closing phase of my message to this group of God’s precious daughters.

The weight of unspoken ocean deep hurt could be felt in the atmosphere as ministry women gathered for a morning in which the total focus was on them. It is a very rare occasion for ministry women to be in a meeting where it is all about them.