Ever catch yourself thinking, "Well, at least I'm doing okay" while people around you are struggling?

King Hezekiah was a man of God who restored temple worship, removed idols, and trusted God through impossible threats. But when Isaiah prophesied that future generations would be taken captive to Babylon, Hezekiah's response revealed something deeply human: "At least there will be peace in my days." Translation? At least I'm good.

This message confronts a quiet reality in many of our hearts—we'll fight for our own deliverance, weep over our own needs, but stay silent when it's someone else's crisis. Not because we're wicked, but because we're human. My family's eating well. My neighborhood is safe. I know Jesus. At least I'm good. But what happens when being good isn't good enough?