When the Builder Broke Me,
the Builder of My Soul Held Me
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I didn’t expect a home renovation to shake me so deeply. Side note: don't get me wrong, I definitely expected it would be very challenging.
So many things do… shake me, which is likely why the Lord knew I needed to have that dream I shared with you a few weeks ago. Perhaps this is what it feels like to be weak as mentioned by the Apostle Paul.
...and you learn His rest.
It was supposed to be a project—an investment, a transformation of space. But somewhere along the way, it became something else. It became a mirror, reflecting how easily I question myself when things become tense or unclear. How quickly I feel responsible when communication breaks down. How deeply I internalise blame when what I’ve done is ask for clarity, accountability, and respect.
I asked questions. Reasonable ones—about invoices, progress, timelines. But the responses I received left me feeling unsettled. There was defensiveness, and a sense that my involvement was unwelcome.
And I felt bad. Not because I had done something wrong, but because the dynamics that had started taking place for the past month, made me doubt my right to be involved and to be heard.
Today, there was a particular incident that left me feeling this way....again...
But I see now where the Lord went before me, even before the incident unfolded.
The Lord placed a song on my heart: a song I hadn’t thought about in years—“I Will Run to You” by Hillsong.
And suddenly, it was there—like a whisper from heaven reminding me:
“Your eye is on the sparrow / And Your hand, it comforts me.”
God knew. He went before me. He saw the storm coming and gave me a shelter in advance. That song became my anchor. A reminder that my worth is not defined by how others respond to me, but by how He sees me. That Jesus understands rejection, and He walks with me through it. That I can set boundaries with grace, and still be held in perfect love.
Even when I forget these truths—over and over—He doesn’t. He gently reminds me again, as He does you. Through a song. Through scripture. Through peace that passes understanding.
So today, I’m not running from the pain. I’m running to Him. To the One who never dismisses, never manipulates, never forgets my worth.
To the Builder of my soul, who is always faithful 💕
My Worth Is Not Defined by Others
“Are not five sparrows sold for two pennies? Yet not one of them is forgotten by God. Indeed, the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Don’t be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows.”
— Luke 12:6–7
When someone treats me unfairly, it can make me question my value. But the gospel reminds me that my worth is inherent and unshakable—not based on how others treat me, but on how God sees me: beloved, known, and chosen.
Jesus Understands My Pain
“He was despised and rejected by men, a man of sorrows and acquainted with grief.”
— Isaiah 53:3
Jesus Himself experienced rejection, misunderstanding, and injustice. He knows what it feels like to be treated unfairly. That means I'm not alone in my pain—He walks with me in it, and He understands it perfectly.
I Can Set Boundaries with Grace
“Let your ‘Yes’ be ‘Yes,’ and your ‘No,’ ‘No’; anything more comes from the evil one.”
— Matthew 5:37
The gospel doesn’t ask me to be passive or to accept mistreatment. It gives me permission to speak truth in love, to set boundaries, and to protect my peace. I can be both kind and firm.
I am Called to Peace, Not Chaos
“God is not a God of disorder but of peace.”
— 1 Corinthians 14:33
If a situation is constantly making me feel anxious, confused, or small, it’s okay to step back. The gospel invites me into peace, not turmoil. That peace comes from knowing I am secure in Christ, even when others are unstable.
Grace for Yourself
“My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.”
— 2 Corinthians 12:9
I don’t have to carry this perfectly. I'm allowed to feel hurt, to make mistakes, to not have all the answers. God’s grace covers me. I can rest in that.