Will the Rapture Happen in September 2025?

I don’t know the day or the hour, but I feel the tremors in my spirit. Some say it cannot be this year. My spiritual father has taught wisely, reminding us that God’s timing is not bound to our calendars, that prophecy is not invalidated by delay. I honor him fully, his authority, his calling, his place in God’s order. Yet I cannot shake the sense that something is pressing close, nearer than we think, nearer than many dare to whisper.

Even if this September passes quietly, that does not mean the day isn’t set. God’s word moves through yesterday, today, and forever. What seems like a delay to us may only be the rhythm of eternity playing out. The trumpet will sound, whether now or later, and the only true question is: will you be ready?

These last seven years of my life have felt like a tribulation of their own. I have walked through fire, but it has been the most thrilling season of walking with the Lord in the prophetic. His hand has shielded me. His voice has guided me. His power has healed me. If He has done it for me, He can do it for you.

To the one who finds these words after the Church is gone: you will face choices you never imagined. The pressure will be great. The temptation to bow, to conform, will crush like iron on your chest. The world will tell you that life can continue if you bend, but it will not be life, it will be chains. Remember the stories of Daniel, of Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego. Refuse the image. Refuse the mark. Stand even when it costs everything.

There will be signs in the heavens and terrors on the earth. Food will vanish, water will spoil, neighbors will turn cold. But there will also be a remnant. There will be those who whisper His name in caves, in ruins, in silence. Find them. Cling to one another. Pray without ceasing.

Know this: Christ has already overcome. His blood has already marked the victory. Your suffering is but a breath in eternity, and when you endure to the end, you will see Him face to face.

Do not fear the sword. Do not fear the fire. Do not fear the silence. The easy part is dying.