Silence: A Gift to Draw Near

This is the twelfth post in the March series To Love is to Live in Christ, a series reflecting on how we can receive Love (God), so that we might live and move and have our being in it. It is based on 1 Corinthians 13:7 “It always protects”. It is linked up to Barbie’s #WhispersofGrace:


The Saturday sandwiched between Good Friday and Easter Sunday, is in many ways a day of silence. Think of what it must have been like for the disciples and those whose love for Jesus was great. Here was a Saviour they believed was about to reveal Glory, to usher them into a Kingdom as heirs. And here He was silent, in the grave.

For Peter, the future Rock of the Church, we see that this silence instills fear and doubt. He is identified as being a follower of someone who has been put to death. It is a fear and doubt that ultimately leads him to disown the very One he loves and has sworn to follow, not just once, but on three separate occasions.

Can you remember a time someone met your kind and generous words, or your yearning for friendship, or your plea for help (unspoken or spoken) with silence? Now remember what this felt like. Remember the pain, the rejection, the lingering doubt. Remember the questions rise: “Can’t he hear me?” “Can’t he see me standing here?” “Have I done something wrong?” “Why isn’t he answering me?” “Am I not good enough for him?” “What should I do?”

And now place yourself in the Messiah’s shoes, as He walks the earth, met by one silence after another. One proud Sadducee and Pharisee after another. One proud rich man after another. One proud sinner after another, unwilling to truly listen, to hear the Word, to humble themselves before it:

Mark 3: 4 (NIV)

And He said to them, “Is it lawful to do good or to do harm on the Sabbath, to save a life or to kill?” But they kept silent.

And now imagine the depth of pain in the silence of His Father, precisely in the submission to His Father’s will:

Matthew 27: 46 (NIV)

About three in the afternoon Jesus cried out in a loud voice, “Eli, Eli, lema sabachthani?” (which means “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?”).

Feel the cuts to His heart. Feel the waves of grief pour out over him. Feel the deep loss of that most dear to Him, weighing heavily upon His heart. And now stop, behold Him as He lies there, willingly submitting in utter humility, broken, on the rugged cross. And remember why He lies there. Remember the joy set before Him, the tethering promise of hope: freedom, comfort, peace, joy … for a shackled, broken, yearning and weeping world: for you.

Now, recall the moment silence cuts you deep. Remember the emotions pulsing: the rejection, fear, doubt and pain. And now turn toward Jesus on His path of suffering. Behold Him as He wept for you. Behold Him as He prayed for you. Behold Him as He entered your suffering. Behold Him as His heart tore for you. Behold Him, right beside you, as the silence hits. Behold Him walk beside you, taking your hand in His and leading you forward. Behold Him drawing you away from the cuts of rejection, into His warm embrace. Behold Him singing sweet songs of Love over you. Behold Him hemming you in from before and behind. Behold Him covering you in His strong wings. Behold Him speaking the truth of your royal inheritance over you. Behold Him speaking promises of redemption over you, of tears no more and pain no more. Of lives stolen from amongst you, restored: whole and complete. Of countless men and women, carrying those too young to walk close to their hearts, singing and dancing in jubilation through the streets, of Hallelujahs rising in chorus, of knees bowing low, of Light streaming down upon your face.

Now behold His lips utter: “You are welcome here.”

Alive (All Sons and Daughters)

This is a call to all the dead and disappointed
The ones who feel like they are done
This is a word to all the ones who feel forgotten
But you are not
Oh you are not

‘Cause we’re alive alive alive and we’re singin’
We’re alive alive alive and we’re shakin’
We’re alive alive alive alive in You

We are soaked in all the grace that we’ve been given
Unchained from all that we have done
Your mercy’s rising like the sun on the horizon
And we’re comin’ home
We’re comin’ home

‘Cause we’re alive alive alive and we’re singin’
We’re alive alive alive and we’re shakin’
We’re alive alive alive alive in You

‘Cause we’re alive alive alive and we’re singin’
We’re alive alive alive and we’re shaken
We’re alive alive alive alive in You


8 thoughts on “Silence: A Gift to Draw Near

  1. I have been so blessed to read this extremely thoughtful post.

    You really invoked the true essence of today, the Saturday after the crucifixion and before Resurrection Sunday, causing me to reflect deeply on what the silence my Savior endured meant for me! “Jesus love flowing from the cross.”

    Thank you so much for sharing.


    1. Thankful to Our Lord for multiplying His blessings. The Good Friday service yesterday impacted me deeply and led me to these words here. God bless you this Easter and thank you for dropping by and commenting.


  2. Thank you for the inspiring post! How blessed we are to always have Christ in those moments of silence. Blessings!


  3. Eloquent, poetic, and thought provoking. What an inspiring post. Thank you, Anna. I am so caught in your posts each time you post. I look forward to so many more. Have a blessed Easter weekend! ❤


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