We’ve been walking through some tough circumstances lately here in the Pacific Northwest and really, that has been the case across our entire country. Whether it’s a tragedy that hits close to home or a heartbreaking event in our broader community, these seasons can shake us. It’s hard not to lose heart when the world feels so heavy.
When the pain is personal, and even when we see it unfolding on a larger scale, it can be difficult to hold on to faith and hope. But it’s exactly in those moments—when things don’t make sense—that we need to remember something vital: God is still working.
He’s working even when it feels like your prayers are just hitting the ceiling. Even when your circumstances seem to contradict everything you thought you knew about His goodness. And even when silence weighs heavier than words, God is still working. Can you relate to this? Maybe you’ve been there. Perhaps you’re there right now.
If so, I want to remind you: you’re not the first to feel this way.
Jesus’s Disciples
I’ve been thinking lately about the people who were closest to Jesus—the ones who walked with Him daily during His time on earth. Jesus’s disciples didn’t have the benefit we have of looking back and knowing how the story would end. They couldn’t see that what appeared to be a devastating tragedy in real time would actually bring about salvation in a way they didn’t see coming.
When I look at the circumstances in our world today, I’m reminded of that one week in the disciples’ lives—a week that was so difficult to endure, yet so crucial for eternity.
Holy Week
We now call that week Holy Week, but that wasn’t how the disciples saw it at the time. They lived through that week in real time, without the benefit of knowing how the story would end. It would be one of the hardest weeks of their lives.
Thursday was confusing. They gathered for Passover expecting the usual ceremony, but Jesus disrupted it. He washed their feet. He talked about His body and His blood. He said one of them would betray Him. Later, in the garden, He wept and prayed with such intensity that they could hardly recognize Him. This wasn’t what they’d signed up for. Where was the King who was supposed to deliver them?
Friday brought tragedy. Jesus was arrested, mocked, beaten, and crucified. Their teacher—the One they believed was the Messiah—died a criminal’s death. It wasn’t just heartbreaking; it was disorienting. They had left everything to follow Him. Now what?
Saturday was silent. No miracles. No direction. Just fear, grief, and regret. The disciples hid in a locked room, ashamed and afraid. They weren’t just questioning what had happened—they were questioning everything they believed. Had they been fooled? Was it all for nothing?
But—and this is important—even in that silence,
God was still working
What they couldn’t see was that redemption was being accomplished. What looked like the end was actually part of the plan. God hadn’t abandoned them. He was fulfilling His promise.
Sunday came. The tomb was empty. Jesus was alive. And everything changed.
Here’s the point: the disciples had to walk through Thursday, Friday, and Saturday to get to Sunday. They had to live through the confusion, the loss, and the silence before they could understand what God was doing.
And so do we.
What does this mean for us?
Maybe right now you’re in your own confusing Thursday. Or you’re living through a tragic Friday. Perhaps your Saturday feels silent, and you’re wondering if God is even paying attention.
But hear me—Sunday is coming.
The God who saw the disciples through that week sees you too. He hasn’t walked away. God is not surprised by your struggle. He is still on the throne, still in control, and still working for your good—even if you can’t see it right now.
The story isn’t over.
So don’t give up. Don’t let go of hope. The same God who turned the disciples’ sorrow into joy, who turned death into victory, is at work in your life right now. Even in the dark. Even in the waiting. Even in the silence.
He’s not done with your story.
The same God who turned the disciples’ sorrow into joy, who turned death into victory, is at work in your life right now. Even in the dark. Even in the waiting. Even in the silence. He’s not done with your story. Share on X
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