Isaiah 40:28-31 — “Do you not know? Have you not heard? The Lord is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He will not grow tired or weary, and his understanding no one can fathom. He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak. Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but those who wait on the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.”
Isaiah opens this passage with a question that sounds almost impatient.
Do you not know? Have you not heard?
As if God is gently incredulous that the people He loves have somehow forgotten — in the middle of their exhaustion, their waiting, their circles — who He is.
The everlasting God. The Creator of the ends of the earth. He will not grow tired or weary.
You are tired.
He is not.
You are weary from the rowing.
He has not broken a sweat.
And His understanding — of your situation, your timeline, the silence after the conversation, the gap between the vision and the reality — no one can fathom.
Including you.
Including the part of you that is convinced the circles mean something is wrong.
He gives strength to the weary.
Not to the strong. Not to the ones who have it together. Not to the ones whose oars are pulling in perfect unison and whose boat is moving in a straight, visible, measurable line.
To the weary.
If you qualify for nothing else this morning, you qualify for that.
The sequence ends on walking.
Not because the eagles aren’t coming.
But because the walk is what you are doing today.
And today — this Wednesday, these oars, this prayer walk, this trust Me — is enough.
It is not the waiting room before your life begins.
It is your life.
And God is in it.
Right now.
In the circles.
Building the foundation.
Waiting with you.
Father, I bring You the oars this morning. All of them. The business and the book and the conversations that went quiet and the vision that feels far away and the people I am fighting for and the financial ceiling and the exhaustion I am not supposed to admit. I bring You all of it. And I choose to trust You with all of it — not because I feel confident this morning, but because You have never once been unfaithful and I have no reason to believe today is the exception. Renew my strength. Not for the eagles — I can wait for those. Renew my strength for the walk. The daily, consistent, unglamorous, nobody-sees-this walk. That is what I need today. That is what I am asking for. Amen.
☕✝️🔥 The walk is not the waiting room. The walk is the work. And you are doing it.