Welcome to Little Sparrow Loved.
Nothing is off the table here. I write openly, about the good days, the hard ones, the lessons in-between. Mental health, chronic pain, faith, doubt, joy, burnout, beauty… it all belongs. This space isn’t polished or performative. It’s real, raw, and deeply personal.
You’ll find a bit of everything here. One day, I might share a quiet thought stirred during prayer; the next, I’m calling out something that doesn’t sit right with me in the Christian world. Sometimes it’s a gentle reflection, other times a blunt confession. Some posts are poetic. Some are messy. All of it is honest.
I post a lot. Like, really a lot (I’m working on calming down.)
From raw journal entries and off-the-cuff videos to thoughts on Scripture or what I’m processing in real time. It’s not curated or crafted for clicks—it’s me, showing up as I am, hoping something resonates with where you are.
If you’re tired of the polished faith spaces, if you’ve ever felt like you didn’t quite belong in the “perfect Christian” crowd, this might feel like home.
Here, faith doesn’t have to be tidy. You’re welcome with your questions, your grief, your flare-ups, your praise, your mess.
What Going Paid Means
This isn’t just a little side project, it’s my full-time calling.
Your support helps me keep showing up here: writing, creating, and holding space for real conversations around faith, pain, and everyday life. It helps me keep sending encouragement to women who need reminding they’re not alone.
Going paid doesn’t mean gated access to the “good stuff”—it means I can keep writing deeply, keep creating more, and keep pouring into this space with heart, time, and intention. It helps me keep showing up fully, week after week. And I’m so grateful.
A Bit About Me
I’m Sarah—wife, mum to three teens, and the writer behind Little Sparrow Loved.
I write when the Holy Spirit nudges me, sometimes while I’m doing the dishes, pacing the hallway, or lying awake at 2am. I’m an introvert who thrives on deep conversation, lives in leggings, drinks too much coffee, and probably owns too many notebooks.
My days are usually a mix of real life and quiet faith—cooking dinner, journalling with worship music on, praying in between loads of washing or resting when I need to. It’s not fancy. But it’s full of God.
If we met in person, you’d probably get a hug and hear my story before you’d even sat down. Yep, I’m a bit of an over-sharer.
Why Join?
Because here, faith is allowed to be messy.
Because here, we don’t pretend everything’s fine when it isn’t.
Because here, you’re not alone in the wrestle.
This is a space for the ones in-between—for the wandering, the weary, the wondering. For those who live with invisible battles, who want to talk about Jesus without needing to have it all together. Whether it’s whispered prayers or loud doubts, Scripture or stories, there’s room here for it all.
Some of my writing is gentle. Some is raw. Some poetic. Some rambly.
But all of it is, well… me.
Whether you’re reading for free or choosing to support this space, I’m deeply thankful you’re here. You’re seen. You’re welcome. You’re not alone.
With love,
Sarah x
