Do you remember the country music song, Thank God for Unanswered Prayers? In this typical and sappy tune the singer looks back at his prayers God chose not to respond to. As the song goes the singer wishes he could have married another sweetheart but looking at his current wife and family he is thankful God didn’t answer his prayer and allowed him to marry the woman who was his wife.
The other day I was driving with my daughter, who is six years old, and she asked me a litany of questions. While most of her questions were to be expected from a young inquisitive mind there were inquiries that bordered on years ahead of her current age. As she continued to ask I chose not to answer, some of her questions, for the simple reason I knew she was incapable of understanding the full wisdom of what I knew.
Throughout my spiritual journey I have been like my daughter asking God a series of questions with the expectation He was going to provide me with an answer I would find agreeable and or understand. In particular there was not a single night of prayer when I didn’t remind God I wanted an answer to a pressing question of “why?” As my personal frustration mounted I continued to press God for an answer only to be greeted with further silence; and this is not to say God was not answering other prayers, but in this single question He remained silent. Eventually I stopped asking and for the first time, in a long while, I finally had peace about the question even though I still didn’t have an answer.
When we are walking with Him there will be times He will choose not to speak; and this is not because He can’t or won’t but because we are incapable of understanding the fullness of His answer. Let me ask you, what if I had answered my daughter’s most pressing question with the extensiveness of my insight and understanding? Would she have understood the answer? Too often we believe we are capable of understanding God and when He doesn’t answer our question we should be thankful for Him choosing not to answer. In the sacredness of divine mystery there are some things better left unanswered, for a season, until He chooses to finally reveal all things. If, in His silence, we remain trusting He can bring peace and understanding in the most unexpected ways.
One last story. Sixteen years ago I responded to the call of God and it was then He planted a small seed of vision in my life. It was not until many years later did that seed of “the call” grow into a fragile sapling of commission. Today the sapling of commission is a young tree of mission and ministry that must weather the storms of life. Throughout the process there were times I knew exactly what God was asking of me and at other times I had to trust in the seedling days of vision. Wherever you may be in your walk trust His call and commission even in the days of silence and you may be surprised how and when He chooses to speak.
Grace and Peace
JOSHUA