Isaiah 55:8-9
“For my thoughts aren’t your thoughts,
neither are your ways my ways,”
declares the Lord.
“As the heavens are higher than the earth,
so are my ways higher than your ways
and my thoughts than your thoughts.”
Let’s be real: it feels like the world’s falling to pieces half the time. Every time I scroll through the news, there’s some new conflict somewhere—neighbors at each other’s throats, countries unraveling, places that used to be chill turning into battlegrounds. It’s exhausting. Sometimes it just makes you want to throw your hands up and yell, “Where’s God in all this mess?”
Honestly, I don’t have all the answers. None of us do. People keep saying the world’s more divided than ever, and yeah, it sure looks like it. Civil unrest, politicians shouting over each other, war splashed across the headlines—sometimes it’s just too much. Confusing isn’t even the word. It’s heartbreaking. Downright scary, if I’m being honest.
But then you hit verses like Isaiah 55:8-9 and, man, it’s like getting splashed with cold water. God’s basically saying, “Hey, you don’t have to get it. You’re not gonna get it. My ways aren’t your ways.” That’s both comforting and… kinda frustrating, right? We want answers. We want to know why bad stuff happens. But God’s playing the long game, seeing things we can’t even imagine.
He’s not chilling in the background, letting things run wild. Nah, He’s in the thick of it—even if it doesn’t look like it on the surface. While the world goes nuts, He’s still the Prince of Peace. While people tear each other apart, He’s quietly piecing things back together. Redemption’s His thing—even if it’s not splashed across the headlines.
So yeah, I don’t get why all this stuff is happening. Not a clue sometimes. But I do know who God is, and that’s enough for me to hang on. In the chaos, that’s the anchor.
Hold tight to this:
God’s ways? Way higher than ours. His plans? Bigger than anything we can wrap our heads around. And His love? Rock solid—doesn’t budge, not even when the world feels like it’s coming apart at the seams.
