Jamaica, in all it’s beauty. Going out on the streets with women that were on fire for God and all He was doing. They went as the hands and feet of the Body of Christ, loving on all they encountered. From the back alleys to the school rooms, these women prayed and proclaimed the glory of God everywhere their feet touched.
The private school welcomed them openly, as they came to minister to the children of Jamaica’s future. The children were eager to hear the women speak with them and welcomed their guests openly. They carried such joy and happiness.
The back allies and store fronts were welcoming, as they walked the streets and prayed for the ground they walked on. The shells of homes once built laid about the area. The sign of dreams fallen through and hearts broken. These women continued to pray!
With eagerness they prayed for every woman in attendance of their conference. The eager expectation of the local women was palpable, as the ladies of RAW laid hands on them, and the Spirit of God moved!
They loved on these ladies as though they were their daughters, sisters or mothers. With care and adoration their hearts were moved to see them set free. And God heard their cries!
