READ: Matthew 27:57-61, Mark 15:42-47
Have you ever heard of what they call a ‘God moment’? I used to hear it from some Christians I know, though I never quite understood what it meant until a few weeks ago.
At that time, I was going through a rough night. I was thinking (overthinking more like it) about a number of problems I couldn’t resolve. No matter how many times I went over the situation in my head, no solutions seemed to come up. My vision blurred, as my head started to feel dizzy from all that thinking. Then in that corner of the room, I started to cry out to God.
I think about that night and remember Mary, the mother of Jesus, and Mary Magdalene. As I reread their story today, I started to sympathized with them:
“And Joseph took the body and wrapped it in a clean linen shroud and laid it in his own new tomb, which he had cut in the rock. And he rolled a great stone to the entrance of the tomb and went away. Mary Magdalene and the other Mary were there, sitting opposite the tomb.”
All her life, Mary, the mother of Jesus, knew that Jesus was God. She heard it from the angel when he announced her conception. She saw it when the kings visited and offered them gifts during His birth. She saw it when Jesus himself taught in the temple at a young age. She witnessed his miracles, beginning from the wedding at Cana.
Mary Magdalene, on the other hand, was a miracle made by Jesus. We could only guess the life she had lived before Jesus had delivered her from the seven demons that possessed her. And because of his mighty work, she became one of the women disciples who travelled with Jesus everywhere.
Knowing all this, imagine what these two women were feeling as they witnessed Jesus’ flogging, beating, and crucifixion. The insults they would shout at him, the way that they stripped him off his clothes, the lashes that they would continuously throw at him—what happened to the man who once spoke words with authority? What happened to the man who made all those miracles?
On the cross he hung dead. Carried on the way to his burial, he remained motionless. When he laid in the tomb, nothing. At the time that they looked to him most, Jesus–who once raised the dead to life—remained silent. But how was it that they were still able to follow Jesus to the tomb?
I believe that they experienced their own ‘God moment’.
I used to think that God moments were meant to be grand. I characterized them to be the thing that miracles were made of. I imagined an angel swooping in and make everything favorable in an instant. But, boy, was I wrong.
When I experienced my own God moment weeks back, there were no miracles or angels. The clouds did not part, the heavens did not open, and I did not hear a Morgan Freeman-like voice.
Instead in that moment, there was silence. A lot of it. There was also darkness, from the room and from what I was feeling inside.
But what changed in that moment was that I remembered. I remembered who Jesus was to me. I remembered all He’d done for me. I remembered all that times He stayed faithful to me, when I was distracted, busy, or just not interested.
Sometimes this is how Jesus speaks to us through silence. Sometimes this is how he meets us in our darkness.
The two Mary’s had no concrete evidence of Jesus’ power as they stood by the entrance of the tomb. The stone remained closed. There was even news of additional security from Pilate’s camp to watch over the tomb. And to top it all off, the women had barely any rights during that time. But what they had was the most important thing—Jesus’ promises, etched in their hearts and memories.
I am fully convinced that the reason why the two Mary’s were able to stand by the entrance of the tomb, even if the rest of his disciples were nowhere to be found, was because they held on to Jesus’ words above anything else.
This is what a God moment looks like–when faith has been put in a position to not make sense anymore, and yet makes more sense than sense itself.
Because He has walked with you through all of life’s troughs and peaks. Because He has promised you so much more than you ever deserved. Because He has remained faithful even during the times when you weren’t. If we remember all of the times when He has remained with us in the past, how could He leave us now?
“I will remember the deeds of the Lord; yes, I will remember your wonders of old. I will ponder all your work, and meditate on your mighty deeds.”
Some may call it lunacy. Others may call it delusional. But this is how Jesus speaks to us in the midst of silence.
Because of their faith, these women will be forever remembered throughout history. Not only as the ones who stood by Jesus to the tomb, but also as the first witnesses to Jesus’ resurrection.
Have you ever been in a situation where you’ve asked God about something, but He has yet to answer? What do you usually do during these times? Whose words do you hold onto in the midst of silence?
Always remember that the darkest and most silent moment in history was followed by the most glorious act of God. Pray through your situation using God’s Word and get someone (of the same gender) to pray with you.