04/04/2026
Saturday: Silence
Jesus, the sacrificial lamb for our sins, has been put in the grave.
The tomb was sealed with a stone and guards sent to protect it.
And they wait.
The disciples wait.
Mary of Nazareth waits.
The believers and followers of Jesus wait.
The unblievers wait.
The religious leaders wait.
Herod and Pilate wait.
But I wonder -
Were the disciples gathered together to grieve?
Were they so full of sadness that they didn’t really have much hope?
Or were they full of faith that their friend would return just as he
said he would?
Was Mary being comforted by those around here?
Was she a source of comfort for the disciples? Vice versa?
Were the people around town in despair because the Messiah they just encountered, FINALLY, was killed?
I imagine there was mourning, and plenty of it, going on around town.
Were the unbelievers and those who called for His crucifixion proud? Joyful?
Pilate not truly having found any fault in Him, does he feel guilty?
Is he fearful that Jesus really was who He said He was and ridden
with anxiety of the days to come?
The only thing they all have in common is the waiting.
And the silence while they wait.
While the body rests, while the plan is continuing, even though they can’t see it.
They can’t physically see His works and wonders moving around them anymore.
He’s in the grave. Or so they think.
So they’re just waiting.
But again with the spoiler alert –
We know how this ends.
But we have seasons of waiting too.
What are you in a season of waiting for?
The Lord to lead you to the right church.
The right job to come along.
Acceptance to the college of your dreams?
The Godly spouse you’ve prayed for and longed for?
Godly friendships?
To become a mother, a father?
For your military loved one to return home?
That your children will accept the Lord?
Healing?
From the physical ailments of life?
From the emotional and mental burdens and diseases that weigh you down?
Addiction to end for a loved one?
Waiting for God to reveal your calling, your purpose for Him?
I could go on for days.
But sometimes, in those seasons of waiting and silence and stillness–
It seems like He isn’t there.
It can feel like you’ve been left behind.
And questions arise –
Did I do something wrong?
Is Jesus upset with me?
Am I not worthy? Deserving?
WHERE ARE YOU GOD?
But where is your faith?
Do you have faith in your season of waiting?
Do you find hope and trust in the Lord?
Comfort in the Lord?
Or is human impatience discouraging your faith in the God who will
never fail you.
The one who has never and will never leave you, even in seasons of waiting.
Are you able to find comfort in those around you like I imagine Mary and the disciples did as they waited?
See, they had to watch this play out in real time, unsure of exactly what was to come.
But we don’t.
We know where He is, who He is.
That His mercy and grace and love never waivers, that He isn’t here but –
HE IS HERE.
And He’ll never leave us, never forsake us.
And though sometimes the silence and the waiting can be painful and even unbearable.
He’s still there.
Open 24/7, unlimited access, door is always open.
Saturday often gets overlooked.
Like it doesn’t have much significance.
But it’s HUGE.
It’s our time to just be still.
To trust in Jesus.
To have faith in Him.
To rest in His promise.
It’s the time between the struggle, sorrow, pain, questions.
And the solution. Jesus.
I wonder – what was it like in the shoes of those waiting on Jesus?
