The Scene
One of my favorite conversations in the whole Bible transpires between Jesus of Nazareth and Pontius Pilate. This complex exchange takes place after Jesus stood before the Sanhedrin, the religious authority that ruled over all of Jewish life at the time. He spoke hardly a word to His own people, and they rejected Him. He held a profound conversation with a Gentile ruler, who in turn tried desperately to save His life. I often see the world in these two categories; the supremacists who think they know everything (and God shuns them), and the lost Gentiles of the world who know nothing, with whom God willingly engages.
When to Remain Silent
The Sanhedrin ‘trial’ if you will, took place in Mark 14:53-65. The Son of Man only spoke sparingly, if at all. I think it’s important to note that when He did speak, He told them who He was which in turn made them furious. These are the same individuals that pursued Him throughout His entire three year ministry. They were relentless.
They took Jesus to the high priest, and all the chief priests, the elders and the teachers of the law came together.
It was a big bullying ring. This angers me because I see the same thing today happening in churches who think they are the only ones that God has chosen – and yet, God does not engage with them, or only sparingly. It’s sad too, but it’s hard to have much empathy for legalistic dictators who think they’re always right.
Words carry the full force of life and death; God describes the tongue in such a manner. He knows exactly how the human being works, inside and out. His Spirit divides between our every thought and intention. God cannot be fooled:
“Are you not going to answer? What is this testimony that these men are bringing against you?” But Jesus remained silent and gave no answer.
When to Listen
Sometimes we think silence is just weakness. But silence is actually a powerful force. Why speak when no one is listening? You only diminish your self worth and cast your pearls before people who don’t care for you or like you – which gives them every opportunity to trample over you even more. It’s good to fast our words, our conversations, sometimes in order to reset the board internally and allow the Spirit of God to work in us. We can’t listen if we’re constantly talking, even if it’s prayer to God. To be still and listen for His answer provides a healing balm to our souls.
A Time of Reflection
It’s a good thing to take time to build our relationship with God and commune with the Holy Spirit. I’m glad I can do this with little repercussions. I’d encourage you today to add time to your prayer life where you’re not just presenting your petitions before our Father’s throne but also listening for His answers, His direction and His will in our lives. Practicing His Presence is a beautiful way to build our relationship with Him.
Some Additional Catching Up
So I’m not going to go into a ton of detail (and bellyaching and complaining) but I just recently found out that my thyroid has been under active for over a year. Probably for nearly 3-4 years now, slowly dying while sapping the very life out of me.
I couldn’t figure out what was going on, lifestyle? diet? not enough exercise? And in doing all these things I just thought I needed to do more. But as the years rolled by, I had less and less energy, not more. I was perplexed and concluded that I must’ve just broke, and indeed, I kinda did. When your body sabotages you, it can be a difficult thing to manage when you aren’t sure what’s happening.
I thought, ‘well, I guess I’m just lazy now. covid and all the ptsd broke me.’ And well, it did, but I still couldn’t understand why my recovery wasn’t happening faster. It wasn’t mental or emotional at that point. No, but a little thyroid hormone that decided to copout on me was the culprit! I had been talking to my aunt about this extensively and turned out we were on the right track. Then I found out at least one of my friends was also taking it and she encouraged me with the results she had. Turned her whole life around. Deadly, these hormones zapping away as our bodies show the signs of that mortal inevitability. I’m still going to hope in the promise that ‘He renews my youth like the eagles.’ I like that. No wonder we died at 45 two hundred years ago. Mortality is a creep!
Life is Strange
Well, who knows if this will actually work, taking this tiny little pill everyday, but I sure hope it does. Otherwise I really might as well retire to a tiki hut in Central America and blow away in the next hurricane. There’s nothing worse than having zero energy or enthusiasm about anything and even when you do, you’re so tired all day there’s little fun or enjoyment in it.
To think back over the past three years and how awful I felt about myself….things aren’t always as they appear, sweet people. Knowledge is power. Don’t let the Sanhedrin within dictate your life to you, or dictate to you who you are based solely on an antiquated set of past failures. God says your more than that, and indeed you are. Much more, friends.
So here’s to looking forward and doing more in the coming future. For now though, I think I’ll stop beating up on myself, pushing myself to do more, and being mad that I can’t do it and instead relax into a better state of mind, taking some time to just recalibrate, reassess and let this little pill work its wonders I think is in order.
Stay strong and rest in Him beautiful people, you are the apple of His eye~

















