When the Word of the Lord Is Rare

The word of the Lord was rare in those days; visions were not widespread. (1 Samuel 3:1b)

You may have noticed that I haven’t blogged for a month. Silence in these parts has happened before, but this time is different. (Yes, I’m about to blog about not blogging. Ironic, isn’t it?)

During past silences, I had several topics to ponder here, but other commitments demanded my time. This time, though, I’ve simply had nothing to say. It doesn’t mean that nothing is happening: in fact, we’ve endured a major life event or two, and I’ve learned some lessons about myself. But nothing that translates to this space.

That nothingness reminded me of the verse from 1 Samuel. I’ve always felt a twinge of sadness when reading it. How heartrending, I’d think, to be this out of touch with God. I’d wonder what happened to put this distance between the Creator and his creation.

What if it’s not sad, though? What if it’s a natural part of life with God?

The mystics have written volumes about times like this: times when God appears to be absent and no spiritual practice brings comfort. Their “desert,” which I think I’ve experienced on a small scale, can feel desperate and lonely; this past month has been more benign—a simple recognition that nothing is happening. Either way, the great writers of Christian mysticism have described this desert as a pearl of great price in the spiritual journey: it strips us of all our unnecessary layers and brings us face to face with God as nothing else can.

So is there anything to do when “the word of the Lord is rare”? I think there’s real value in maintaining the rhythm of our spiritual lives, day after day after day. If we say Morning Prayer each day, let us continue. If we attend worship every week, let us continue. If we read sacred texts to learn wisdom—even if the words just seem like a jumble—let us continue. A day off here and there for refreshment is not bad. But the steady, soothing rhythm of our spiritual practice serves as an anchor for our souls. Especially when nothing is happening.

Because in truth, whether we know it or not, something is happening. The verse from 1 Samuel introduces one of the greatest outpourings of the Spirit in Israel’s history: the rise of the great prophet Samuel, the reign of David, the wisdom of Solomon. Who knows whether it all would have taken place without a time when “the word of the Lord was rare”?