Embracing the Silence
I’m sitting in the quiet of the early morning. I can faintly hear the rain outside and the gentle snore of the dog. But it’s mostly quiet today.
The silence seems appropriate as I remember the day of Jesus’ burial.
I imagine it was pretty silent that day too.
There is very little recorded about this day. We know that Joseph of Arimathea asked Pilate for Jesus’ body and he and Nicodemus prepared and wrapped the body before placing it in the tomb.
I imagine there were very few words exchanged.
Perhaps a silent tear fell from their eyes…
Or a slight whimper from the Marys as they watched the stone rolled over the tomb.
But mostly silence.
It’s funny how silence can be deafening. When hope is lost… when dreams are shattered… when things don’t make sense.
But in the silence God is at work. He’s preparing our hearts. He’s fulfilling his plans.
Embrace the silence.