Silent Purposes

"For God alone my soul waits in silence," Psalm 62:1 

A couple of weeks ago I shared thoughts from my journal on the divine hiddenness of God and argued how this silence is actually not God avoiding us or proof that God doesn't exist, but is in fact the very way that God chooses to pursue us. The same lovingly way a groom woos his future bride. 

There is divine purpose in the hiddenness of God. 

This Psalm in my reading today is my responds back to God:

"For God alone my soul waits in silence, from him comes my salvation." 

In the silence, I will wait in silence. As I wait in the silence, I will remember the goodness of God in my life. 

How he saved me. How he sought me when I didn't or couldn't seek for him. How he rescued me by his grace just the way I was, uniting me to his Son, and then how he began to carefully clean me up and change me into the image of Jesus. 

How he's always been working toward that end goal. 

How he's never left me nor forsaken me. How he pours out his mercy every morning in the rising of the sun in my backyard until it sets behind the blue mountains in front of my home and afterward as the stars begin to take shape and twinkle over all the hairs of my head. Because he knows those too. 

How no matter what happens, he is only, always working for my good, to make me like Christ. 

I remember his creation that surrounds me every day and how soothing it is when I'm suffering to have dogs lick my face and stay close beside me during chores. How healing it is to feed chickens and ducks and geese and marvel at their brilliant design, to bury my nose in the warm, musky smell of a sheep's fleece and remember that I'm the one Jesus left the flock to go find. 

I remember how he has answered my prayers throughout the years, not in what I asked for in my limited knowledge, but in His, often perplexingly painful, perfect ways that have ended extravagantly in treasures I could have never known to seek. 

The dynamics of such an interwoven web beyond all knowledge baffle my mind and cause tears to spill forth. Tears God bottles for future use. 

As I remember all of his goodness, my tears of joy turn to tears of repentance because I have taken so much for granted. 

I go through my life and remember his faithfulness to me in every season. 

Something supernatural happens while we wait in silence. 

We strengthen.  

Maybe that's what God wants us to do. 

Maybe that's another divine purpose in the hiddenness. 

Maybe he's waiting on us too. 💜

"For God alone my soul waits in silence, from him comes my salvation. He alone is my rock and my salvation, my fortress; I shall not be greatly shaken." Psalm 62:1-2 

These masterpieces grace our fence line.