As 2021 entered, I knew deep down that a major shift was coming. For several years after my children’s father passed, I felt in my spirit that I would eventually have to move. I didn’t know when, I didn’t know how, and I certainly didn’t know what it would take. But I knew a transition was coming.
I thought I had it figured out—I thought the money would come from one source, and I was believing God for that plan to unfold exactly how I envisioned it. But it didn’t. The door I thought would open stayed shut. The people I expected to support me changed course. It hurt. I was disappointed, but I also knew God was stretching my faith in a deeper way.
There are moments in life when you just have to leap, even when you don’t know where your foot will land. That’s what 2021 became for me—a year of giant leaps of faith.
It reminds me of the story in 2 Kings 3, when the prophet Elijah told three kings to dig ditches in the valley, even though there was no sign of rain. He told them, “You will not see wind or rain, yet this valley will be filled with water.” That’s exactly where I found myself—digging ditches in faith, without any evidence that what I was believing for was on its way.
At the time, the condo building I lived in was falling apart. The roof was leaking so badly that when it rained, it literally poured inside. I’m not exaggerating—I needed an umbrella in my own home. The association filed claim after claim, but the insurance company kept denying them, saying it was the condo association’s responsibility to fix the roof. I felt trapped and frustrated.
Then one day, out of nowhere, my microwave caught on fire. I rushed to call the fire department, and they quickly came to put it out. After everything was safe, one of the firefighters walked through my unit with a special flashlight and stopped mid-scan. He looked at me and said, “You have a lot of water damage in here.”
In that moment, something shifted. Instead of filing another water damage claim, I opened one under fire damage—and this time, everything changed.
My claim was processed immediately. The insurance agent called me, and I’ll never forget what she said: “You’ve suffered long.” Her words pierced my heart because she didn’t even know how true they were. She told me she was sending someone out right away, and not long after, I received a check for $24,000—before I even started the repairs.
It was a miracle.
All I needed was approval from the bank once the work was completed, and I was free to choose my own workers. That blessing became the exact provision I needed for that season of transition. It wasn’t how I planned it, but it was exactly how God ordained it.
Looking back, I see how God took what the enemy meant for evil and turned it for my good. The very fire that could have destroyed my home became the key that unlocked my next blessing.
Sometimes, like Elijah told the kings, God will instruct you to dig ditches—to prepare for rain you can’t see yet. You won’t hear the wind. You won’t see the clouds forming. But that doesn’t mean the rain isn’t coming.
Faith means getting your hands dirty before the first drop ever falls. It means trusting that even when everything looks dry, God is still working beneath the surface.
So if you’re in a season where you don’t see the evidence yet, don’t stop digging. Keep moving in faith. Keep trusting God’s timing. The rain is coming—don’t be afraid to get wet.