The Hundred-Year Stream From Herrnhut

In August 1727, a small community of religious refugees gathered in the village of Herrnhut, nestled in the hills of Saxony. Count Nikolaus von Zinzendorf had offered them shelter on his estate, and these Moravian believers — scarred by persecution, fractured by disagreement — could barely fill a single chapel. During a communion service on August 13, something shifted. The Holy Spirit fell upon them with such force that they could hardly tell whether they belonged to earth or heaven. Twenty-four men and twenty-four women committed to pray in one-hour shifts around the clock.

That trickle of prayer never stopped. For over one hundred years, the Moravians maintained continuous intercession — a stream that began ankle-deep in a German village and swelled into an uncrossable river of mission. Within a decade, they sent missionaries to the Caribbean, to Greenland, to South Africa, to places no Protestant had ever ventured. Two young Moravians even sold themselves into slavery to reach enslaved people in the West Indies with the gospel.

Ezekiel saw water seeping from beneath the temple threshold — barely enough to wet one's feet. Yet that trickle deepened into a torrent that healed the Dead Sea itself and lined its banks with trees whose leaves were for healing.

The Almighty does not need a flood to begin His work. He needs a threshold willing to let the water through.