There are seasons in life when heaven feels silent — when prayers rise but answers do not come, when faith trembles under the weight of waiting. In those moments, the heart echoes David’s cry from Psalm 28: “Do not be silent to me, lest I become like those who go down to the pit.” It is the plea of a weary soul longing to hear from God, to know that He is still near, still listening, still faithful. Yet through this psalm, we are gently reminded that divine silence is not divine absence. The God who seems quiet is still working behind the veil of time and circumstance, shaping hearts to trust when they cannot see.

David’s prayer unfolds like the journey of every believer who has wrestled with unanswered petitions and lingering sorrow. He begins in desperation but ends in praise. Between those two points lies a mystery that every saint must learn — that faith matures in the silence. When words fail and emotions run dry, trust becomes the truest form of worship. The psalmist discovers that God’s delays are not denials, but invitations to deeper dependence. The shield that once seemed distant is, in truth, the very strength holding him steady.

So what do you do when heaven seems silent? You keep praying. You keep believing. You keep remembering that the Lord has never failed His own. When the world’s noise drowns out your hope, step into the quiet confidence that God is still your strength and your shield. His timing is perfect, His promises unbroken, and His presence nearer than you know. Silence may test your heart, but it cannot silence His love.