We often find ourselves stuck in the "waiting room" of life, staring at a silence that feels like an ending. But what if the quiet isn't a sign of absence, but a sign of something moving?
Sitting in the Silence
I came across a thought today reflecting on God’s stillness on Black Saturday.
It reminded me of a book I bought—"When God Is Silent." It centers on Jesus asleep in the boat with the apostles. Yes, that one stormy night.
Relentless waves rocked the boat, and with each jolt, the apostles grew more and more perplexed—wondering, how the Lord could remain so calm in His sleep despite the violent winds and the roaring thunder.
Just as He slept through that storm, He now lies silent in the tomb—but in both cases, He was still in control. Today, Black Saturday, Jesus is not in the world. He is dead.
Yes, after hours of torment, the deafening cries of the crowd, and the immeasurable weight of the cross—He breathed His last.
Yet, even in this silence—with this seeming defeat—the will of the Father had been triumphantly accomplished.
When the Story Feels Over
As many of us have gotten familiar with Jesus’ agony which we reflect on not just on triduum, it seems that our familiarity with it has gotten many of us failing to explore insights that lie beneath the surface.
Or, perhaps in the busyness of life that our thoughts are driven away from it.
This is why I thought, it would help to ask ourselves, on this Black Saturday, or on any other day, who among us can endure accusations rooted in ignorance—and worse, with no ally in sight?
Not to mention the punishment that follows any allegations we don’t deserve. As if the scourging weren’t enough, because humiliation is part of the process too? No sleep. No food.
Tough call, right? That alone is emotionally and physically exhausting. So, today, Black Saturday, Jesus, with the stillness of His Body is in His tomb. Hence, silence is everywhere.
As I sat with this silence of the tomb, I couldn't help but see a mirror to our own seasons of waiting...
The Purpose in the Pause
Do you believe that what we seek, we tend to get more of?
Well, I've been noticing that. Whatever my mind is set on, I seem to attract more of it—which is why we have to be mindful of how we spend our moments.
There needs to be balance, so that no area is compromised or neglected simply because our priorities have shifted based on what we think is most important at the time.
So how is this realization relevant to my thoughts on Black Saturday, you might ask, right?
Well, this Black Saturday reflection is tied to it. Realizing that the insights we can draw from it are similar to God being silent—as in the book, "When God is Silent," to some degree—gave me what I can only describe as an epiphany.
Epiphanic in a way that it has allowed me to connect it with the realities of life.
So what exactly is that?
Well, I truly find it very comforting, actually, I feel loved as if I hadn't felt it from God in that, much of the agonies in this life are those that require time. in other words, PATIENCE!
We wait in the silence of Saturday. Silence... because although we know Sunday comes, we still have to endure that Saturday silence. As if testing our patience and faith. But then, we do so knowing that the tomb won't stay sealed—we hold on to His promises,
His faithfulness to His Word that Sunday will come into our life—where all the rejoicing happens because we come out it victorious.
The sorrow we feel now is just the prelude to the great exchange that happens at the empty tomb.
It's so beautiful how Black Saturday is entwined with waiting—the very same waiting that is asked of each one of us. There is a process in the order of things, one we often overlook when the wait feels prolonged.
Even more so when what we hope for remains unseen, and then we find ourselves we drifting away from the biblical truth, instead of holding fast to faith.
Seems all too familiar?
Isn't it that when there come times when things go wrong—and we sure could use God’s tender loving care—we almost instinctively call on Him to turn things around?
At the very least, to seek His guidance, wisdom, courage, and the resources to make it happen? And we hope to get an answer to our pleading?
Looking Toward the Light
This is how I now see where Black Saturday is leading us…
The world waits—and so must we—for the answer: yes, no, or wait a little longer. Because Easter comes, and when it does, it arrives clothed in His glory.
This is why holding on to the confidence that the day will come—when relief shows up at our doorsteps—is the fulfillment of God's hopes for us.
I love it that today, I had finally grasped that wisdom in my many years here on this planet. Yes, because it's a blessing to have that consciousness that there is sacredness to the waiting. And to see it aligned with the Scriptures—the spiritual symbolism, it carries.
Well, more than that, this Black Saturday is truly wonderful!
As an added layer of encouragement, let's remind each other that waiting was in the Saints’ lives as well, and they understood that it is an act of hope alive in Jesus’ silence. Patience as something divine.
Great things are happening in the background, even though they seem still before our eyes. What do you say?I hope we all find this truth not just spiritually sound, in its theological context as well.
Are we in the waiting period? Perhaps it helps to always remember Black Saturday. Jesus’ answers always come, even if they arrive wrapped in more waiting. And, that's even when it's hard to see the plan when we're in the middle of the darkness.
Especially when it's hard to see the plan, and we begin to question the purpose of our existence—our purpose, in general.
If you’ve ever felt like God’s silence is a sign of His absence, you might find comfort in exploring why curiosity is a holy spark—because even our questions are a way of seeking Him in the dark.
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Many Blessings, Emilie
A Note from my Heart
I’m Emilie, a seeker of faith who finds God in the quiet pews and the divine surprises of everyday life. I write these reflections to invite you into a slower, more soulful way of seeing the world.