Look Up
LOOK UP
It’s easy to forget how much of life happens on a horizontal plane.
We wake up and scroll through a world of opinions, arguments, filters, and comparisons. We measure ourselves against headlines, likes, and glances. We look around at what others have, what others do, what others say, and somewhere along the way, we start to believe that the view in front of us is all there is.
The world thrives on that kind of living, a constant cycle of reaction and distraction. It keeps you looking side to side, forward and backward, but never up. It teaches you to evaluate life through what can be seen, controlled, and understood. And without even realizing it, your peace starts to depend on things that were never designed to hold it.
Because when your eyes stay level with the noise, your soul forgets where to rest.
You start to feel the weight of comparison and wonder why you’re not further along. You notice what others say and feel smaller for it. You chase validation that fades the moment it’s found. You feel anxious about things that haven’t even happened yet, because the horizontal is filled with uncertainty. It’s filled with opinions. It’s filled with pressure.
But God…
He invites you to live differently.
He whispers into the noise and says, “Look up.”
Because when you lift your eyes, everything changes.
The same world is still there, but it no longer defines you. The same problems exist, but they’re no longer your whole story. You begin to see from a higher place, from the perspective of the One who is not shaken by any of it.
When you look up, you remember that the Creator of the stars is not overwhelmed by the things that overwhelm you. You remember that His love is steady when everything else feels unstable. You remember that His plans are not limited by what you can see.
And suddenly, peace starts to return. Not because everything around you is fixed, but because your focus has shifted.
Most of the struggles we carry, our worry, our frustration, our exhaustion, are fed by what’s happening on the horizontal. We think if we could just control a little more, understand a little more, or achieve a little more, we’d finally feel secure. But the truth is, control doesn’t bring peace. Perspective does.
Looking forward shows you what’s hard.
Looking up reminds you who’s in control.
Tonight I walked outside and looked up at the sky. No filters. No noise. Just the stillness of creation and the quiet reminder that God is still God. The same hands that hung those stars are still holding everything together, including me.
And in that moment, it hit me… how much I’ve let the horizontal pull my attention, my thoughts, and sometimes even my heart. I needed that reminder to look up. To breathe again. To remember that the world doesn’t get to tell me who I am, or where my hope comes from.
Maybe you need that reminder too.
Maybe it won’t be under a night sky. Maybe it will be in the early morning light, or in the quiet between moments when you finally slow down long enough to see it.
Whenever it happens, stop for a moment. Step outside if you can. Lift your eyes, not just physically, but spiritually. Let your heart rise above the noise and remember who holds all of this together.
All of this will fade, the noise, the striving, the endless comparisons, but what’s above will remain.
And that’s where your peace lives.
That’s where your hope breathes again.
That’s where your soul finds home.
Look up.
It’s easy to forget how much of life happens on a horizontal plane.
We wake up and scroll through a world of opinions, arguments, filters, and comparisons. We measure ourselves against headlines, likes, and glances. We look around at what others have, what others do, what others say, and somewhere along the way, we start to believe that the view in front of us is all there is.
The world thrives on that kind of living, a constant cycle of reaction and distraction. It keeps you looking side to side, forward and backward, but never up. It teaches you to evaluate life through what can be seen, controlled, and understood. And without even realizing it, your peace starts to depend on things that were never designed to hold it.
Because when your eyes stay level with the noise, your soul forgets where to rest.
You start to feel the weight of comparison and wonder why you’re not further along. You notice what others say and feel smaller for it. You chase validation that fades the moment it’s found. You feel anxious about things that haven’t even happened yet, because the horizontal is filled with uncertainty. It’s filled with opinions. It’s filled with pressure.
But God…
He invites you to live differently.
He whispers into the noise and says, “Look up.”
Because when you lift your eyes, everything changes.
The same world is still there, but it no longer defines you. The same problems exist, but they’re no longer your whole story. You begin to see from a higher place, from the perspective of the One who is not shaken by any of it.
When you look up, you remember that the Creator of the stars is not overwhelmed by the things that overwhelm you. You remember that His love is steady when everything else feels unstable. You remember that His plans are not limited by what you can see.
And suddenly, peace starts to return. Not because everything around you is fixed, but because your focus has shifted.
Most of the struggles we carry, our worry, our frustration, our exhaustion, are fed by what’s happening on the horizontal. We think if we could just control a little more, understand a little more, or achieve a little more, we’d finally feel secure. But the truth is, control doesn’t bring peace. Perspective does.
Looking forward shows you what’s hard.
Looking up reminds you who’s in control.
Tonight I walked outside and looked up at the sky. No filters. No noise. Just the stillness of creation and the quiet reminder that God is still God. The same hands that hung those stars are still holding everything together, including me.
And in that moment, it hit me… how much I’ve let the horizontal pull my attention, my thoughts, and sometimes even my heart. I needed that reminder to look up. To breathe again. To remember that the world doesn’t get to tell me who I am, or where my hope comes from.
Maybe you need that reminder too.
Maybe it won’t be under a night sky. Maybe it will be in the early morning light, or in the quiet between moments when you finally slow down long enough to see it.
Whenever it happens, stop for a moment. Step outside if you can. Lift your eyes, not just physically, but spiritually. Let your heart rise above the noise and remember who holds all of this together.
All of this will fade, the noise, the striving, the endless comparisons, but what’s above will remain.
And that’s where your peace lives.
That’s where your hope breathes again.
That’s where your soul finds home.
Look up.
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