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Sovereignly Placed

  • Writer: Sarah Trent
    Sarah Trent
  • May 29
  • 2 min read

She was the girl no one chose.

Passed over, outshone, placed second in a world that worships beauty and first impressions. Her younger sister was the dream—the one who stopped hearts and started wars.

Leah?

She was the weary-eyed one.

The afterthought.

The “yes, but.”

The one a man married with his eyes closed

and his heart somewhere else.


She knew what it felt like

to give her all and receive silence.

To lie beside someone

whose love always lingered in another’s direction. She bore sons hoping maybe, maybe now he would see her.

Love her.

Want her.


“Now my husband will love me,” she whispered,

as if love could be bought with blood and birth.

But each time, she bled, she birthed,

she broke, and still—he didn’t.


The ache of invisibility is not a quiet one.

It screams in the soul.

But somewhere in that unrelenting ache,

God bent low.


When the world turned its back,

He turned His gaze.

When Jacob didn’t see her,

God saw.


He saw her womb.

He saw her worship.

He saw her war cry.

He saw her becoming.


And something shifted.


With her fourth son, she stopped naming her pain and named her praise.


“This time, I will praise the Lord.”

Not Jacob.

Not marriage.

Not validation.

The Lord.


This was her becoming.


From rejection, came reverence.

From the unloved, came legacy.

From the girl nobody wanted,

came the line of Judah.

The bloodline of Jesus.

The Messiah wrapped Himself in her DNA.


Because Heaven has never needed man’s approval.


Leah was never second.

She was sovereignly placed.

God doesn’t do leftovers.


And maybe, just maybe,

He hides His greatest glory

in the ones the world overlooks.


So if you’ve ever felt unseen—

less than, not enough,

like love has passed you by—

take heart.


God is still writing Leah stories:

deep, dramatic, holy narratives

where the forgotten become favored,

and the unwanted become the vessel

through which Christ comes near.


You are not overlooked.

You are not unloved.

You are not invisible.

You are chosen.

Like Leah.


God saw her.

And He sees you.🤍

 
 
 

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