Hello? God, can you hear me? Is anybody out there?
On my way home from a meeting, I drove through heavy construction, and something felt off. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but I felt it deeply enough that I prayed for protection. “God, please send angels and just get me home safely.” Despite the lowered speed limit, cars were racing by, dodging cones and passing one another. Suddenly, I heard a loud crash and assumed it came from the nearby refinery. It didn’t. A row of brake lights in front of me signaled that a pile-up was about to happen, and I would be in the middle of it.
“Jesus, help!” I cried out. Everything happened in slow motion as, one by one, cars slammed into each other. I swerved and
braked, knowing the impact was coming soon. Despite avoiding a collision with the car in front of me, I noticed in my rearview mirror that the car behind me was approaching at full speed. I braced for the impact and heard tires skid. Slowly, I opened my eyes. Everything had come to a halt, and my car remained untouched. The impact had smashed every vehicle in front of me, and some looked unrecognizable. The scene was terrible.
Some precious soul stopped traffic on the highway and helped direct me out of the crashed car line to the median and through the ditch. I drove to the side, barely believing my eyes. Cars had folded like accordions, but my car was intact and running. I exited the highway and checked out my car, my legs still wobbly and my heart pounding. I couldn’t find a scratch anywhere.
I returned to my car, thanked God for his protection, and prayed for other drivers. I prayed for no fatalities and everyone’s safety. My hands shook, and my mind was racing on the drive home. I thought about my season of silence when I couldn’t hear God’s voice and wondered if He was still paying attention. Many times, I asked, “God, where are you?” Today, in the middle of an eight-car pileup, I had my answer. God is always here. He may be quiet, but He is working, protecting, and guiding. In the waiting season, when all is quiet, He asks me to trust Him. Sometimes, he works behind the scenes in ways 
that save my life.
During those moments of stillness, God changed me. That uncomfortable, painful silence is one of God’s most powerful tools for bringing freedom and preparing us for the season ahead. He knows what lies ahead and what we need for the journey.
If you are walking in a quiet season and asking God questions, I pray you will feel Him working behind the scenes. Silence invites us to listen closely and stretch our faith. We can learn life-changing lessons in silence. It brings me comfort to know that God is actively working as a divine orchestrator in the grand symphony of my life. He is doing the same for you. We can come out of the season of silence with a renewed sense of purpose, wisdom, and hope. A beautiful season awaits you. Be ready for it!