Becky

I look back at the rubble of the days I left behind

When the grip of the meth had a hold upon my mind

I held myself accountable, I looked into the mirror

And the path to my redemption started getting clearer

I found a quiet courage, a resilient kind of grace

Stepping out of the shadows to seek a better place

A wise woman builds her house, stone by steady stone

A fool tears it down with hands that are her own

I’m laying a foundation, faithful, strong, and true

When the storms of life are heavy and the skies are bruised

I don't let the struggle leave my spirit scarred

I don't ever give up, I just pray a little harder

Now I'm holding a miracle, a grandchild in my arms

A brand new generation I can shelter from the harm

I sit in the pews of a church that feels like home

Surrounded by a family, so I never walk alone

I try to be encouraging, a gentle, kind embrace

With a funny little story to bring a smile to your face

A wise woman builds her house, stone by steady stone

A fool tears it down with hands that are her own

I’m laying a foundation, faithful, strong, and true

When the storms of life are heavy and the skies are bruised

I don't let the struggle leave my spirit scarred

I don't ever give up, I just pray a little harder

Empathetic to the broken, 'cause I know how it feels

Determined to be loving while my own spirit heals

I traded in the ashes for a life that I can trust

I'm building up a sanctuary, rising from the dust

'Cause a wise woman builds her house, stone by steady stone

A fool tears it down with hands that are her own

I’m laying a foundation, faithful, strong, and true

When the storms of life are heavy and the skies are bruised

I don't let the struggle leave my spirit scarred

I don't ever give up, I just pray a little harder