Bible Bite: When God Is Silent
This year, I’m working through the Old Testament with Nancy Guthrie. Journaling what I learn has been a vital way for me to process and internalize, own and apply my insights.
This week, I started Exodus. Life was hard for the Hebrews. They were slaves in a land not their own. Their baby boys were being slaughtered. They suffered under the oppression of their Egyptian masters.
What happened to the glorious promise of the covenant to their forefathers? It had been 400 years since they heard from God. He was painfully silent. Was He even there?
We often interpret life through our own grid, but Exodus 2:24-25 pulls back the curtain and lets us see things from His perspective. “And God heard their groaning, and God remembered his covenant with Abraham, with Isaac, and with Jacob. God saw the people of Israel—and God knew.” (emphasis mine)
And at just the right moment, He sent Moses.
Fast forward a few thousand years. The Jewish people were once again under foreign rule. This time it was the harsh thumb of the Romans.
Once again, it seemed like God had gone silent. It had been another 400 years since the last prophet spoke.
But at just the right moment, He did more than just send a deliverer.
He came down Himself to be the Deliverer.
Because He came, because He died, He brought true freedom—not from Roman tyranny, but from the power of sin and death.
Maybe you feel stuck, imprisoned, enslaved. Maybe it’s your life circumstances, limitations, or sin that you cannot shake. Life is hard. You cry out.
But it’s silent. Nothing seems to happen. God seems silent, absent, or worse—negligent.
I’ve felt this way for years, as I struggled with the reality of Anah. Does He even see me?
If He is the same God of Exodus, I am certain He did.
He still hears, remembers, sees, and knows.
As with Moses, as with Jesus, He is waiting for the right time.
And while He is waiting—which often looks an awful lot like doing nothing—He is at work.
Sometimes He is at work orchestrating events that I do not understand. Sometimes He is waiting for me to mature.
On this side of the resurrection, we still need to wait. This time, we wait for Him to return, not just to restore Eden, but to usher us into a Kingdom that is even better.
Knowing this has made a huge difference in how I see my hardships now. It has not changed things all that much. But it has changed me so that I can better handle them.
And so we wait in the silence, not with our hopes pinned on the next charismatic leader or turn of the tide, but on the certainty that He will come again.
And while we wait, we faithfully keep doing good, knowing that He sees us still and will fulfill His promise when the time is right.