Pilate’s wife has been through a night of nightmares. Standing quietly in her room as her servant women dress her, she hears the loud commotion of people outside. She must talk to her husband Pilate before he does something foolish. The roar of the crowd draws her attention again. It sounds like thunder. She sits at a table and writes a quick note to Pilate. Please! Listen! I have had a night of terrors because of my dreams about this innocent man. She sends a servant to have the note delivered immediately.
Pilate reads the note but then is distracted by the shouts of the crowd. He can’t understand these people. He offered Barabbas as a substitute, a criminal who is doomed to die anyway. But do they want him? No! They only want to crucify Jesus, a man who is guilty of nothing.
Pilate’s wife somehow knows—not because she loves Jesus or even follows him—that this can only turn out bad for Pilate and for her. She cannot know, however, how bad the bad can be. Sometime later, Pilate receives a call to return to Rome and stand trial for his despicable acts. Soon after, he takes his own life.
God will use the insignificant or the important, the wicked or the believing to get his message out. If we think we’re too small or too unimportant for God to use, think again. He can and he will. We only have to listen.
