When Helping Turns Into Hurting
Have you ever tried so hard to love someone, support them, and do everything right—only to feel invisible, unloved, or second-best?
Sometimes, in our efforts to help, we give more than we’re meant to. We lose our joy. We forget our worth. We try to earn love that should have been freely given.
Leah’s story reminds us: even when people don’t see us… God does.
Leah was married to Jacob. But he didn’t love her—he loved her younger sister Rachel.
Leah didn’t choose this situation. Her father tricked Jacob into marrying her. From the very beginning, she was unwanted.
So what did Leah do?
She tried her best to win Jacob’s heart. She thought, “If I give him children, maybe he’ll love me.”
And she had one son, then another, and then another. Each time, she hoped:
“Now my husband will love me.”
But nothing changed.
She kept giving. Kept trying. Kept hurting.
Until finally, something shifted in her heart.
When she had her fourth son, she said something powerful:
“This time I will praise the Lord.”
She named him Judah—and from Judah’s line, Jesus was born.
God honoured the woman no one else loved.
🪞 Reflection:
How often do we keep giving to people or situations that drain us, hoping they’ll finally change?
We give emotionally, mentally, even physically—and sometimes we forget our worth in the process.
But friend, God doesn't want us to pour from an empty heart. He doesn’t want us to hurt while helping.
Yes, service is holy—but self-worth is holy too.
God saw Leah when no one else did—and He sees you, too.
Maybe today is the day to stop saying,
“Maybe now they’ll love me…”
And start saying,
“This time, I will praise the Lord.
📖 Bible Verse:
“The Lord saw that Leah was unloved, and He opened her womb.”
— Genesis 29:31
A Short Prayer For You:
Dear Father,
Sometimes I give too much of myself—trying to help, trying to fix, trying to be enough.
But I end up hurt and empty.
Help me find joy in You, not in what others think.
Help me to stop striving for love I already have in You.
Like Leah, I want to lift my eyes and say, “This time, I will praise the Lord.”
Heal every unseen wound. Fill every silent ache.
In Jesus' name,
Amen.
Dear precious one,
If you're feeling like your efforts are unnoticed, your heart is heavy, or your worth is forgotten—remember this:
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