Losing a job to a virtual assistant in the Philippines had a much deeper emotional impact than I expected. On the surface, the reasoning was clear. Back in September, Elias had already mentioned the possibility, and logically, I understood that the organisation simply couldn’t sustain the administrator’s hourly rate unless major changes occurred. My head accepted this reality; financially, it made sense.

Yet when the decision was finally made, my heart reacted in ways I didn’t anticipate. What seemed like a rational, practical shift opened the floodgates of old, hidden pain. In prayer ministry, it became clear that the loss touched something buried far deeper: childhood wounds of feeling replaced, not good enough, unseen in my value. It wasn’t just about a role ending; it was about echoes of little-girl-Trixi wondering, “Am I worthy of staying?”🤔

This is where faith meets the rawness of emotion. Scripture reminds us:

God was close even in the sting of rejection, holding the tender parts of my heart that had long been waiting for His healing touch.

The rational mind said, “This is necessary for the organisation’s survival.” Yet the soul whispered, “Something deeper is being unearthed here.” It is in these places—where logic collides with old wounds—that God invites transformation.

I am learning to see this not as evidence of my insufficiency, but as an opportunity for the Holy Spirit to rewrite the story. What was once a trigger is becoming a doorway into wholeness.

Though painful, this moment is not about being replaced, but about being restored—reminded again that my worth is not defined by a role, a wage, or even another’s decision. My worth is anchored in Christ, who calls me chosen, beloved, and irreplaceable.

🙌Prayer:

Lord, thank You for being near in moments when rejection stirs old fears. Heal the memories that still ache and replace them with Your truth. Anchor my worth in You alone, and teach me to see endings not as erasure, but as invitations into deeper belonging. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.