Day 7 – Saturday: When Silence Says Everything
A Jacked Up Holy Week - An Eight Day Devotional
📖 Luke 23:53 (NET, summarized)
“Joseph of Arimathea took Jesus’ body down, wrapped it in linen cloth, and placed it in a tomb cut out of the rock.”
🌑 The Longest Day
Saturday doesn’t get much attention. No palm branches. No upper room. No crucifixion drama. Just... silence.
But for the disciples, Saturday was the longest day. A day of grief, confusion, and questions God didn’t seem in a hurry to answer. Jesus was dead. Hope was buried. The One they followed for three years had been sealed in a tomb.
That’s what makes Holy Saturday feel so jacked up. It’s not the trauma of loss—it’s the stillness after. When the worst has happened and you’re just sitting with it.
🕳️ When You’re Stuck in the Middle
Some of us live in Holy Saturday seasons. The diagnosis has come, but the healing hasn’t. The marriage ended, and the next chapter hasn’t started. The betrayal is fresh, and forgiveness feels miles away.
You're not in Good Friday’s devastation anymore, but you’re not in Easter’s hope either. You’re in the in-between—the space where it feels like God went quiet.
But listen... just because He’s silent doesn’t mean He’s absent.
🔨 What You Can’t See Is Still Sacred
While the disciples grieved, God was still at work. Not in the way they wanted. Not where they could see. But in the hidden places. In the unseen realm. In the silence between “it is finished” and “He is risen.”
Maybe your grief feels meaningless. But it’s not. Maybe your waiting feels wasted. It isn’t.
Holy Saturday reminds us that some of God’s greatest work happens when it looks like nothing is happening at all.
🕯️ Waiting Without Giving Up
There’s a reason Jesus didn’t rise in five minutes. God allowed the space. The ache. The questions. Because something happens in the waiting. Our foundations are tested. Our false hopes are exposed. And sometimes... the silence becomes sacred.
If you’re in a Saturday season, this is your permission to feel the weight of it. Cry. Rest. Ask the hard questions. But don’t give up. Resurrection is closer than it feels.
🙏 Reflection Questions:
Where in my life does it feel like God is silent?
How can I begin to trust God even when I can’t trace Him?
What might God be building beneath the surface of this waiting?
👉 Hit reply or share in the comments to share your thoughts and journey trusting Jesus in the waiting and silence.
Silent Saturday is where we live so much of the time. Where our friends live much of the time in some sector of their life. Where my life is with my son in law and thus with my only grandchildren. To cry, to reset, to place my hope in God, even when silence is my current experience...