If Jesus Built Your House
Have you ever wondered what it would have been like to deal with Jesus the carpenter? Not Jesus the preacher, or Jesus the miracle-worker—but Jesus the tradesman.
Imagine you were His customer. He’d arrive when He said He would. His quote would be fair. If the job took longer or the price shifted, He’d explain why, face to face, without hiding anything. He’d pay His own suppliers promptly. He’d know your name, not just your invoice number. And He’d leave the site swept and clean, because integrity doesn’t stop with the beams and nails.
Imagine working for Him. He wouldn’t tolerate laziness, but He also wouldn’t crush you with impossible expectations. He’d be interested in your growth, not just your output. Firm, but fair. When you made mistakes, He’d correct you without humiliation. When you succeeded, He’d celebrate it as if it were His own win.
Imagine Him as your colleague. No undercutting, no eye-rolling in meetings, no disappearing when the heavy lifting began. He’d be the one you wanted on your team, because He’d make everyone else better.
That’s the Jesus we follow. Not a vague ideal. Not a distant figure on a stained-glass window. A man whose hands bore callouses long before they bore scars.
And here’s the encouragement for us: that same Jesus—the carpenter of Nazareth—is the builder of our lives.
The Role of Remembering
But here’s the challenge: over time, we forget.
Not in a dramatic collapse, but in the quiet fade.
We forget that the One shaping our story is faithful. We forget the promises He has spoken, the prophecies that once lit our path. We forget the testimonies—the times He came through before, the doors He opened, the strength He gave.
Forgetfulness is easy. It creeps in through long nights, delayed outcomes, spreadsheets that don’t add up, projects that stall.
And this is why remembering is not optional—it’s essential.
Prophecy is God’s way of refusing to let us drift. It is His reminder, spoken into time, that the carpenter is still building. It’s not hype. It’s history and promise woven together into fuel for the long haul.
When you remember, you resist despair. You resist cynicism. You resist the slow erosion of hope.
Endurance: The Long Ride
Cyclists know this truth well. On the long ride, the hardest part isn’t the first climb—it’s the endless middle. When your legs are burning, the road stretches on, and you’re tempted to stop. What keeps you going isn’t hype. It’s memory. You remember the training rides that prepared you. You remember the finish line waiting. You remember that you’ve done hard things before.
Faith is like that. Prophecy gives us the memory that fuels endurance. It whispers: He has been faithful before. He will be faithful again.
And just like on the bike, the pain becomes something you can lean into, not something that defeats you. It becomes part of the story you’ll one day tell.
The Blueprint Still Holds
So let’s land here: If Jesus built your house, you’d trust the walls would stand. If He managed your project, you’d know it would be finished with integrity.
That same Jesus is building you.
He is not late.
He is not careless.
He has not lost the blueprint.
Every prophecy, every promise, every reminder is scaffolding around your life—holding steady while the structure rises.
So remember. Resist the fade. Fuel your endurance with what He has spoken.
The Carpenter is still at work.
And when He’s finished, the house will be glorious.
We are bulding the doxa app to better remember what God has promised (prophesies) and what he has done (testimonies) so we can fight the good fight (and win).