When God Feels Silent

 

I knelt with words too heavy to speak,
Tears tracing paths down a soul gone weak.
I searched the sky for a sign, a sound—
But heaven, it seemed, made no reply, no ground.

I whispered prayers into the night,
Hoping silence would turn to light.
But all I heard was my own heart break,
And the stillness that silence tends to make.

Where are You, Lord, when I can’t feel Your hand?
When the waves rise high and I can’t stand?
I know You’re near, I’ve read it true—
But right now, I feel far from You.

I’ve praised You loud on mountain days,
But now I walk through shadowed haze.
And though my faith feels paper-thin,
I’ll keep the door of hope cracked in.

Because silence doesn't mean You're gone,
And darkness doesn't last for long.
You're the God who waits with patient grace,
Even when I can't see Your face.

God's not gone—He's working still,
Behind the scenes, within His will.
I can’t hear Him, but He is there,
In every breath, in every prayer.

In the silence, God waits for my heart to be still,
Because it’s in those moments He speaks His will.
He speaks the loudest, works the deepest,
In the quiet places where I feel the weakest.

So I'll sit in the quiet, raw and honest,
And trust that time will help me heal.
For even when You don't reply,
You catch each tear I try to hide.

And maybe silence is where You speak
In ways that make the soul grow deep.
So I'll stay here, Lord, and I'll be still—
Even when I don't feel Your will.

A Prayer for When God Feels Silent

Father,
In this quiet place, I come to You—not with perfect words,
but with a heart that's tired, aching, and unsure.
You feel far away, and I don't understand why.
I've prayed, I've waited, I've hoped…
And still, the silence lingers.

But even in the silence, I choose to believe You are here.
Even when I can't hear You, I trust You are working.
Behind the scenes, in the unseen,
You are moving mountains I cannot yet see.

Help me not to mistake silence for absence.
Help me to be still—not just with my body, but with my soul.
Quiet the noise of fear, doubt, and discouragement.
Make space in me for Your whisper.

Teach me to wait with faith,
to trust that You speak the loudest in the stillness,
And that you do your deepest work in the quiet seasons.

I surrender my need for answers,
And instead, I ask for peace.
I surrender my timeline,
And instead, I ask for trust.

Thank You for being the God who never leaves,
even when I feel lost.
Thank You for catching every tear,
and for preparing a miracle in the silence.

In Jesus' name,
Amen.