SILENT SHABBAT
What shall we now do? We were there standing in the shadows during the death of Yeshua.
We saw His suffering
We saw His agony
We saw His compassion to the others on their crucifixion stakes
We saw the gambling
We saw the darkness
We stood by, doing nothing
We heard strange sounds
We saw His blood.
We heard His cries
We heard His forsaken cry
We heard the final gasp for breath
Surrender.
Death.
Shock
Tears
Anguish
Disbelief
How could this be?
We saw His lifeless body taken from the stake
We saw His body prepared for burial.
Now it is Shabbat.
I am to rest.
How can I rest?
I can’t believe this happened.
How did it happen?
I feel helpless
I feel despair
I feel disbelief
I feel abandoned
I feel disappointed
I feel tossed away
I feel empty
I have no direction
I have no idea what happened
I have no idea what to do
This is Shabbat yet my soul is not at rest!
I am angry
I am befuddled
I am confused
I am in despair
I am directionless
I am empty
I am forsaken
I am gloomy
I have grief
I hate this!
I am heavy-hearted
I am ill
I am joyless
I am lethargic
I am lifeless
I am melancholy
I can’t move
I am morose
I have no feelings
I am out of sorts
I am pressed
I cannot get quiet
I cannot find rest
I sorrow
I am torn up
I am tortured
I am upset
I have no victory
I am woeful
I am exasperated
I yearn
I have no zeal
It is Shabbat but I have no rest. What were the last three years all about, God? How we heard His words. How He spoke to our hearts…now this?
Oh God, help me in my unbelief!