The Red Sea Moment: When Faith Feels Like Almost Post

There’s a moment in scripture that always stops me in my tracks.

It’s not the parting of the Red Sea. Not the water rising up like walls. Not the miracle itself.

It’s the moment right before.

The one where the Israelites look up and see Pharaoh’s army charging. Where the only way forward is water...wide, deep, and impossible.

That moment where fear feels bigger than faith.
Where escape seems out of the question.
Where it honestly looks like it might be too late.

That’s the moment I relate to most.

It’s a pattern I’m starting to recognize, not just in scripture, but in life.

Maybe you’ve seen it too.

Right before the miracle, there’s always a moment of almost.

Almost despair.
Almost giving up.
Almost certain the story ends here.

We see it with Nephi.

He didn’t get the plates on the first try, or the second. He faced rejection, threats, a lot of fear and friction with his brothers. It didn’t go the way he probably hoped. But he kept going.

We see it with Joseph Smith, kneeling in the grove. Before the vision came, he felt an overwhelming darkness, one so intense it nearly overcame him. But right then, just as he was about to fall under it… light.

And we see it in ourselves.

That Red Sea moment shows up when you’re doing everything you can, and it still doesn’t look like enough.

When the prayers are real and the faith is sincere... but the way forward looks like water, and the way back looks like disaster.

You wonder if God sees you.
If He hears you.
If He’s forgotten what He promised.

But maybe this is how miracles actually work.

Maybe it really is darkest just before the light breaks through. Maybe the waiting, the pressure, the heartbreak... that’s not a detour. It’s part of the path.

Doctrine & Covenants 58:4 says, “After much tribulation come the blessings.” And I believe that.

But I also believe He meets us in the tribulation.

He strengthens the weary.
He sits with the broken.
He holds steady the heart that wants to believe but barely knows how.

And maybe—just maybe—the most powerful miracles don’t happen to us, but within us.

Because the woman who’s walked through grief recognizes peace when it returns.
The man who’s wrestled with doubt feels truth settle into his soul like an anchor.
The mother who’s labored and waited knows the miracle of birth deep in her bones.

So if today is your Red Sea moment... if you're in the “almost” part of your story... hold on.

The waters will part.
The promise is still sure.
And He’s already on the other side of that sea, waiting.

You’re not lost.
You’re not alone.
You’re just moments away from seeing what He’s had planned all along.