
From: Maia Mikhaluk in Kyiv (1151st day)
Silent Saturday. When Heaven Seems Silent.
The day between the cross and the resurrection. No miracles. No angels. No answers. Just silence. The disciples didn’t know Sunday was coming. All they saw was the sealed tomb. Everything felt lost.
And maybe that’s where some of us are right now, too – in our own Silent Saturdays – when prayers go unanswered, when hope seems buried, when the darkness feels permanent.
That’s where Ukraine is. Just around 5pm today, I read news that putin announced a 30-hour “ceasefire.” Within minutes, air raid sirens began to wail. Ruzzian drones were already in the air, heading toward our cities.
This announcement of a ceasefire isn’t peace. It’s manipulation. A pause for the cameras—while the bombs keep flying.
And yet—Silent Saturday reminds us: God does His deepest work in the silence. The world thought Jesus was finished. But Heaven was moving behind the stone. And so we wait, we groan, we endure. We know even in the silence, God is not absent. Even when evil plays games with peace, justice is not dead. And even when the sky is dark and the tomb is shut, Sunday is still coming.