A New Chapter Begins: Found by the One Who Sees

There’s a quiet line in John 9 that won’t let me go:

“Jesus heard that they had thrown him out, and when He found him…”

It’s easy to miss—but it tells us everything about the heart of Jesus.

He didn’t just heal the man born blind and walk away.
He came back for him.
When rejection tried to silence the miracle, Jesus showed up again—not just to comfort, but to call.

And as I sit with all that God stirred up in me after She Speaks—what I let go of, what I reclaimed, and what I’m walking into next—I realize:

That’s what He did for me too.
He found me.
And He’s not finished.

“Do you believe?”
I do.

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Welcome, Sister

Christian writer and trauma survivor Regina Piper Brown welcomes women seeking hope, healing, and faith after abuse, mental illness, or spiritual exhaustion. Through her blog and ministry, Faith to Follow, she helps women believe that…

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The Gift of Being Fully Known

Feeling unseen or misunderstood can be one of the deepest aches of the heart. This post is an invitation to rest in the truth that God knows you completely-even the messy, hurting parts-and loves you fully. Discover practical ways to lean into His grace, steady your anxious thoughts, and walk forward in peace knowing you are truly known.

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When the Weight Feels Like Too Much

When life feels heavy and your faith feels stuck, it’s easy to freeze – overwhelmed by everything you should be doing and unsure where to even begin. In this post, I share how God is teaching me to surrender, not all at once, but one faithful step at a time – and five practical ways you can begin again, too.

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How I Held Onto God When I Wasn’t Sure I Could

I used to be really good at church.
I knew how to smile, serve, and say all the right things—
even when I was falling apart inside.

Depression, anxiety, and unanswered prayers made me feel like I had to hide my struggle, especially around other believers.
But holding on to God didn’t always look like bold faith—it looked like showing up broken and whispering, “Help.”

In this post, I’m sharing what helped me stay connected to God when my strength ran out… and how I began to see His goodness again, even in the middle of the mess.

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