The Moment Before the Rain

Sometimes, the most faith-filled act is building a boat when there’s not a drop of rain in sight. Noah lived in the tension — the threshold moment between warning and fulfilment. God had spoken. A flood was coming. But there was no storm yet. Just the long days of obedience.

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Threshold seasons often feel like that. We hear God’s direction, but the outcome hasn’t arrived. So we hammer nails. We cut wood. We trust in quiet obedience.

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Noah didn’t just build an ark — he waited in faith. For years. In the face of doubt, mockery, and uncertainty. It’s a quiet kind of trust. And it’s the kind that God remembers.

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In your own threshold moment, when nothing around you looks like change is coming, remember this: God honours faithful waiting. And just like the first drops of rain eventually fell, His promises will come.