“After these things Joseph of Arimathea, who was a disciple of Jesus, but secretly for fear of the Jews, asked Pilate that he might take away the body of Jesus, and Pilate gave him permission. So he came and took away his body. Nicodemus also, who earlier had come to Jesus by night, came bringing a mixture of myrrh and aloes, about seventy-five pounds in weight. So they took the body of Jesus and bound it in linen cloths with the spices, as is the burial custom of the Jews. Now in the place where he was crucified there was a garden, and in the garden a new tomb in which no one had yet been laid. So because of the Jewish day of Preparation, since the tomb was close at hand, they laid Jesus there.”
John 19:38-42 ESV
Further Scripture Reading:
There they sat, in silence and grief.
Their friend was gone.
They felt the lost. The emptiness.
The heaviness of the horrific sights of the previous day.
And the one person that could make it all better, comfort them?
There is silence.
No words of wisdom.
No parable tales to explain the events.
No words of comfort.
No looking into the face of God to search for signs of peace around the corners of His eyes.
Just a gaping Jesus-shaped hole in their heart.
Oh, but what they did not know was just because they could not see Him, hear Him, didn’t mean He was quieted.
He was at work behind the scenes; waging war on Death and capturing the keys to the grave.
While they were grieving His passing, unsure of their present, He was securing their eternity.
He was completing the plan He had for them – and for us.
He wasn’t worried about his friends having momentary worry, fear and doubt. He had already prepared them for this. He knew they would feel this way, yet He had spent much time giving them the words they would need to carry them through today.
When the silence of Saturday surrounds our heart and we can’t hear His voice, may we remember that He is still working for our eternal good.
He has prepared us for the days of silence.
We already have His promises.
We already know that Sunday is coming!
With shouts of joy
And tears of gladness
Sunday is coming!
I don’t know about you, but some of the hardest time are when God is silent. In those times I have to remember: He has already given me His promises.
Will you share with me some of your favorite promises from Scripture?