In the silence of Saturdays, there's hope. God's doing something. Sunday is coming.
The first time I read this idea was around Easter on a Saturday. A very bad Saturday in the midst of a very bad spring. I had mildly OD’d on my first round of b12 injections on Monday and was sick all week. Saturday morning I had nothing in me, literally and figuratively, and was humiliated in a race I should have won. And my coach just yelled at me as soon as I stepped off the track. And told me I still had to double when we got back to campus.
I sat in my dorm that night trying to get my thoughts away from the fact that this is how my last semester of my college career was going. Physically and emotionally struggling every day and not knowing what life was going to look like in a few weeks after graduation.
But then I read about Saturdays having a purpose. Saturdays might seem quiet and hopeless, but Sunday’s coming.
After Jesus was crucified, people were left with nothing. It was quiet. They didn’t know what they were going to do. But God had a plan the whole time.
Did I end the year not feeling anemic anymore? No. Did I have a job when I graduated? No.
But I was starting to get some energy back. And I got to enjoy two months at home with no obligations. I eventually could enjoy running again. Then I got a job. In Florida. In the NFL. A place I thought would be so awesome to live but also unlikely to ever happen, and a job that I never would have thought realistic for me.
It definitely hasn't been happily ever after since then, but shoot was it an Ephesians 3:20 moment that was a turning point in having more faith in what God could do in my life.
There's been a lot of silent struggles since then, but I think it's pretty cool that when things are out of my control and I don't know what's going to happen, it's all in God's control, and He has plans that I can't even try to think up.
Knowing that "Sunday is coming" and that God is working doesn't make the situation any easier or hurt any less, but it makes the wait more peaceful and hope more powerful.
So if you're in a waiting season, hang in there. Keep praying and doing the little things right where you are. In God's timeline, the wait might last a while, or a switch might flip tomorrow. Be ready.
