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When God is Silent….

May 29, 2014 · In: devotional, motherhood

It happens to all of us at some point in our lives. Some of us more than others….

That drowning feeling that God doesn’t listen…

…that God doesn’t answer prayers.
…that God doesn’t care.

…that God doesn’t understand my needs, my wants, my heartache.

…that if God cared so much about me, He would make me a better person, a better friend, a better wife, a better mother, a better Christian.

…that God doesn’t care about me as much as I thought He did, otherwise, He wouldn’t let these things happen.

…that God doesn’t speak to me, answer me, or hold me close.

It happens to all of us.

But what if He does….

What if, in the midst of our struggles, our heartache, our pain, or daily life….what if He is speaking to us, answering us, loving us, caring for us?

I always hear the phrase, “God doesn’t give us more than we can handle.”. I’ve even had people tell me it’s in the Bible.

….it’s not.

The scripture that people often refer to for this quote is 1 Corinthians 10:13. It’s a great scripture, but it’s speaking of sin, not of the non-sin related struggles we deal with — death, pain, sickness, a broken heart…

In fact, it’s just the opposite.

God promises heartache, suffering, pain, persecution, hatred.

Some God, huh?

Actually, He’s amazing.

Because even during those quiet moments when you think you can’t go on….your heart still beats.

Even during those moments when your heart literally feels like it’s going to ache out of your chest…your lungs still take in air. Breathing in and out.

In….and….out….

Your heart knows why it’s beating…

Your lungs know why they are breathing…

And the fact that your fragile body is still functioning on its own, it should be enough for you to realize how much of a miracle you really are. You’re still here…..we still have a purpose.

And yet, He is still silent…..

…and you’re still questioning His reasoning and purpose through every struggle.

Here’s the mind blowing thing…

“‘For My thoughts are not your thoughts,
Nor are your ways My ways,’ says the Lord.
‘For as the heavens are higher than the earth,
So are My ways higher than your ways,
And My thoughts than your thoughts.
‘For as the rain comes down, and the snow from heaven,
And do not return there,
But water the earth,
And make it bring forth and bud,
That it may give seed to the sower
And bread to the eater,
So shall My word be that goes forth from My mouth;
It shall not return to Me void,
But it shall accomplish what I please,
And it shall prosper in the thing for which I sent it.'”
  

[Isaiah 55:8-11] 

And then we get to Paul…oh, Paul….

“Concerning this thing I pleaded with the Lord three times that it might depart from me. And He said to me, ‘My grace is sufficient for you, for My strength is made perfect in weakness.’ Therefore most gladly I will rather boast in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me. Therefore I take pleasure in infirmities, in reproaches, in needs, in persecutions, in distresses, for Christ’s sake. For when I am weak, then I am strong.” [2 Corinthians 12:8-10]

Paul says in Philippians 4:13, that he can do all things through Christ.

Or what about John 15:5 where Jesus says “without Me, you can do nothing”….

Breathing in…..breathing out….heart still beating….

Paul knew it….

“For this reason I bow my knees to the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, from whom the whole family in heaven and earth is named, that He would grant you, according to the riches of His glory, to be strengthened with might through His Spirit in the inner man, that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith; that you, being rooted and grounded in love, may be able to comprehend with all the saints what is the width and length and depth and height— to know the love of Christ which passes knowledge; that you may be filled with all the fullness of God. 

Now to Him who is able to do exceedingly abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that works in us, to Him be glory in the church by Christ Jesus to all generations, forever and ever. Amen.” [Ephesians 3]

God will give us more than we can handle. Often….

We have a God that loves to love us, cherish us, give to us, and heal us. We have a God that performs miracles today, just as He did 2,000 years ago. We have a God who saves us more times than we can count, because, after all, He wouldn’t be protecting us if we were always confronted with what He’s protecting us from.

He still answers prayers. Even yours…

He still loves you.

He still hears you.

He still cares.

But His purpose has never, ever, changed.

….to bring glory to the name of Jesus…that He would be glorified through it all. Even when He is silent…

…to bring others into the knowledge of Christ, so that one day, they can enter through those pearly gates right along with us.

It’s hard to think about when we’re so selfish. We were born with the need to be needed…to be taken care of….to be loved. But have we forgotten what our purpose really is?

Your story can change someone’s life. That doesn’t mean you have to accept it. That doesn’t mean you don’t get to mourn, get angry, have a little talk with God about “why me”.

But it does mean you have to get back up. You have to fight the good fight…run the good race. It does mean that you are called to be a disciple of Jesus Christ, even when you don’t want to be.

Your situation doesn’t define your identity in Christ.
Your situation refines your identity in Christ.

The quote above, “….even when God is silent”, speaks so much to my heart. The quote was found on the walls of a concentration camp. I can imagine it was scribbled there by the fragile, dirt caked hands of a Jewish man or woman….wondering when their last breath would be….where their children are….when their God would save them.

And in that moment, they felt their heart beating….their lungs rising….up and down….and they remembered….

Maya Angelou once said, “Listen to yourself, and in that quietude you might hear the voice of God.”

God does allow more than we can handle. The world gives us more than we can handle. And the hardest moments are the ones when the world is ringing so loudly in our ears that we can’t hear our hearts beating through the noise.

The hardest moments are the one’s where, we have forgotten about God…and yet we’re the ones who think He’s left us….we’re the ones who think He’s not answering.

But through Him, we have strength.

We have peace.

We have joy.

We have purpose.

So through it all, even when I am weak, even when the world piles it on….I will boast all the more gladly….because when I am weak, He is strong.

Through it all, I will aim to glorify God. Because after all, that is all He asks of me.

Through it all, I will remember that, maybe He is silent because I stopped listening.

…and maybe, just maybe, He is silent…because He is listening….

…and at the end of my days, no matter what the hurt, the pain, the heartache, the struggles….it will all fade away when He whispers in my ear…. “well done, my good and faithful servant”….

….well done….

To the mother watching her child lay in a hospital bed, wondering when his last breath will be. Stretched to the max with tired eyelids and a broken heart. Whispering fragile prayers of miraculous healing that hasn’t yet come….

To the grandmother aching with pain from cancer, but still singing praises through it all….

To the sister watching her siblings family do a nose dive away from Christ, don’t go that way, soaking her pillow with tears every single evening, and ending her prayer with “be glorified”…

To the wife who just watched her husband walk out of their front door for the very last time, wishing she would have kissed him instead of yelling at him….there will be no more kisses…or yelling….as she quietly bows her head in mourning…. “Your ways are not my ways…there must be a reason”….

To the woman sitting in her bedroom, hanging her head, questioning her purpose…“I’m a bad mother, I’m a bad wife, why me, Lord?”….who suddenly feels her heart beating and her mind at ease….and she praises Him…gets up…and starts a brand new day.

…well done, good and faithful servant….well done….

 

By: Amy K. Fewell · In: devotional, motherhood · Tagged: bible study, Christian living, devotional, God, unanswered prayers

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When God showed Pharaoh a famine was coming, He used Joseph to govern a nation and provide. Goshen was a place of refuge for his family.
 
Same nation, famine, plagues. Two completely different outcomes. The difference was simply that Goshen was where God’s people dwelt. Refuge is the whole point.

During the Exodus plagues, because they happened so suddenly, God providentially sheltered Goshen—the land where His people dwelt. 

But Goshen didn’t happen the same way during Joseph’s time. Years before the famine ever came, God warned Joseph, and Joseph stored up grain through seven years of plenty so his people would eat when the whole land went hungry. 

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I believe God will once again build both times of Goshen.

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We have built beautiful buildings and polished productions. But when the shelves go bare, what is in the storehouse? 

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Not me. Not my family. Not the people who sit at my table.

This is Acts 4—land laid down, abundance shared, not one needy person among them. That church had become Goshen, and we can be that again. This isn’t archaic. It’s a blueprint for survival and provision.

The time to build is now. Not out of fear, but out of grace, mercy, and obedience.

Comment GOSHEN to read the entire new Substack…
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So I did what our grandmothers would've done. I reached for what the Lord already set growing right on our own homestead.

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🐓 Dust your birds. Wood ash worked into the skin at the neck, vent, tail gland, and under the wings. I'll take wood ash over DE any day.

🐓 The garlic spray. A Clemson University study found topical garlic wiped out mite infestations in laying hens. My spray pairs it with those same oils and gets applied at night, after they've roosted—when the mites come out to feed.

And yes, your eggs are perfectly safe to eat the whole time. It's applied to skin and feathers, never fed.

God didn't hide your flock's healing behind a chemical label. He set it growing free—in the fields, in the ash of your wood stove, in a bulb of garlic on your counter. That's what stewardship looks like.

📖 The full step-by-step—recipe, treatment schedule, and timing—is on the blog. Comment MITES and I'll send it straight to your inbox.

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This week's brief breaks down:

🥩 A new $500M fund for small/mid-size beef processors — packers excluded
🧪 A $500M fertilizer program that won't lower your feed store prices anytime soon
📋 A new USDA complaint portal for producers facing federal overreach
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Plain-language, honestly sourced, no hype either direction. Because staying informed is its own kind of self-reliance.

📖 Full brief on the substack—comment JULY and I’ll send it straight to you.

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If there's one herb worth learning this year, let If there's one herb worth learning this year, let it be yarrow.

It looks like a common weed along the tree line and field—but the Lord tucked an entire medicine chest inside this single flower.

Here's your basic rundown on yarrow (Achillea millefolium):

🌿 Stops bleeding + heals wounds—its most famous use, carried into battle since the days of “Achilles”
🌿 Reduces fever by helping the body sweat it out (diaphoretic)
🌿 Clears excess mucous at the onset of a cold or flu (anti-catarrhal)
🌿 Aids digestion—a bitter herb that stimulates stomach acid and saliva
🌿 Anti-inflammatory + anti-spasmodic for aches and cramping
🌿 A mild sedative that eases anxiety and supports sleep
🌿 Antimicrobial—studied against bacteria like E. coli
🌿 Traditionally used for pneumonia, rheumatic pain, and hemorrhage

⚠️ A few cautions: don't use yarrow until the end of pregnancy (it can cause uterine contractions), don't take it longer than 2 weeks at a time, and know it can lower blood pressure if you're already on medication for it.

"He causeth the grass to grow for the cattle, and herb for the service of man." — Psalm 104:14

Herb for the service of man. He didn't hide our healing behind a prescription counter — He set it growing free in the fields, waiting for hands willing to learn.

That's what empowerment really is. Not fear. Just knowing what grows beneath your feet and how to steward it for the people you love.

On the blog I've written it all out — how to grow and harvest yarrow, every medicinal use, the full safety notes, and my simple tincture recipe so you can keep it on your shelf year-round.
Go learn your yarrow, friend. Then go teach it to your children.

🌿 For the full post + tincture recipe comment YARROW and I’ll send it to your inbox.

I'm a family herbalist, not your doctor—always use herbs at your own discretion.
We were endowed with inalienable rights by our Cre We were endowed with inalienable rights by our Creator. Yet it’s hard to fathom that we live in a country where you are considered a tenant, not an owner, of your property. If you don’t pay personal property taxes, your land will be taken from you. 

There are many reasons why it’s hard to look at America and wonder how we got to where we are today. How a nation that was once so free is now so arguably not. And yet, it is even harder to think that it is still more free than most other nations. 

On the 250th birthday of America, may we richly and deeply set with these things in our heart. Freedom must be fought for. It is not something you declare and then hope happens. It is a process of day in and day out, fighting for freedom. Our founding fathers knew this. 

Men didn’t just sign a document and suddenly they were free. In fact many of them (and their families) lived lives that were not peaceful. They were ridiculed and persecuted. 

Richard Stockton was captured by Loyalists in late 1776 and imprisoned in harsh conditions in New York. His estate, Morven, was looted and occupied. Francis Lewis had his Long Island home destroyed by the British, and his wife was taken prisoner and treated harshly. Abraham Clark had two sons captured and held on the notorious British prison ship HMS Jersey, where conditions were deadly. He reportedly refused to recant his signature even when it might have improved their treatment. John Witherspoon—the only clergyman signer—lost his son James, killed at the Battle of Germantown (1777). Rutledge, Heyward, and Middleton were captured when Charleston fell in 1780 and held as prisoners of war before being exchanged. John Hart had his farm raided and had to flee; his health was already failing and he died in 1779.

These men fought for freedom. They knew the price they had to pay. The question today—250 years later—is this….

How willing are you to fight for freedom? 

May God  direct this nation in the days ahead. May we never forget that it is only by His hand that we are free. And may we all understand that there is a much greater kingdom to be a part of, with a king that rules forever, and His name is Jesus.

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