Building the Stage

"So when he heard that Lazarus was sick, he stayed where he was two more days." (John 11:6)

God may be silent, but silent is not the same as absent, and four hundred years will prove it. The book of Malachi closes the Old Testament, and then the curtain comes down, and nothing is said. No prophet, no word, no whisper, for four centuries. A whole people, generation after generation, born and married and buried, and God does not speak.

And look at what was happening inside the silence. Alexander conquered the known world, and the known world learned to speak Greek, so that one language now ran from end to end. Then Rome imposed peace by sheer weight, so that a relative quiet lay over the same vast space. And then Rome built roads, real roads, a system that let a man cross the empire faster than anyone before him. So when God at last spoke again, and the Word became flesh, and the men in the upper room received the Spirit and went out to tell the world what had happened, they found a common language waiting, a road to walk, and enough peace to be heard.

God was not idle for four hundred years. He was building the stage. And if that is what he was doing in the silence of an age, do not be so quick to read your own silence as neglect. The quiet in which you hear nothing may be the very season in which he is arranging everything, laying the roads and setting the timing that your answer, when it comes, will travel on.