This week’s questions hit home for me. I can definitely see areas in my life that feel like a drought — places where I’m praying, believing, and waiting, but not seeing movement yet. The “impossible thing” I’ve been sensing in my spirit feels impossible because I can’t control it, fix it, or force it. It’s something only God can breathe on. But even in that, I do believe He can and will perform the work. I’m learning to be like Elijah — persistent, steady, and unshaken by what I don’t see yet. The servant came back six times with nothing, and Elijah didn’t flinch. That kind of faith challenges me. This reminded me that delay doesn’t mean denial. Just because I don’t see the cloud yet doesn’t mean God isn’t moving. I want to stand on what He said, even when the sky looks empty. I’m choosing to believe that the “small cloud” is forming, even if it’s still out of sight. 🙏🔥