Reminders Club

A love letter in your hands.
Once a month.

For the woman who forgot she was being thought about

Join Reminders Club

Before your eyes are even open, you already feel behind.
And underneath that, quieter but heavier, a question you don’t say out loud.

Every day, thousands of things arrive to tell you what you’re not.
Your bills. Your notifications. The quiet comparison that lives in the scroll.

In the middle of all of it, one Voice has been saying something entirely different.

“My thoughts about you outnumber the grains of sand.”

Not a metaphor. An obsession.

He has been thinking about you on every Tuesday you moved through without arriving.
On every morning you reached for your phone before you reached for yourself.

Reminders Club exists to make that tangible.
Not a scroll. Not a screen.

A love letter in your hands.

Once a month, something arrives in your mailbox

Not loud. Not urgent. Something quieter than that.

A photograph of God’s creation, and across it, a word He’s been speaking over you. Not a verse pulled from a list. A sentence from what He has been saying, written down, the kind that finds you exactly where you are.

On the back, the fuller passage it came from, and the Scripture that anchors it. Something to return to all month long.

Tucked alongside it, a short note from Hayden. Not a lesson. Not a challenge. An invitation to come back to yourself.

Every photograph is one we took. Just what we saw when we were paying attention: snow sitting heavy on pine branches, waves arriving at shore without urgency, a coastline that’s been there long before anyone was watching.

A DOOR LEFT OPEN

The summer before I built this, I was in the hardest season of my life. First summer married. Quiet in ways I hadn’t chosen. A girlfriend asked me how my quiet time with God had been—gently, like a door left open—and I hadn’t been having it. I told her that and I cried.

That moment changed something. Someone holding the truth of who I was until I could hold it again myself.

I’d spent years writing down what I heard God say in my morning time. Nearly 200 entries, compiled all at once, proof that He had been speaking even when I couldn’t feel it. I’d watched those words travel millions of times across the internet, passed between women like something they’d been looking for.

A note from the founder

But a screen was never the right container for them.

This is. A photograph. A word He’s been speaking. Something in your hands, in your space, finding you exactly where you are.

I built it because I needed someone to send it to me first.

With love,

FROM WOMEN IN THE CLUB

  • The perfect moment was me hiding in the closet, holding back tears.

    Something told me to read the letter. The timing was horrible. My kids were screaming. It was pure bedtime chaos and I was saving it for the perfect moment. Turns out the perfect moment was me hiding in the closet, holding back tears, reading words that were right on time for a mom of 4 who rarely has any.
    SASHA

  • Everything in this letter encompasses what the Lord has been speaking.

    I received it earlier this week and for some reason I just waited to open it fully. And God knew why I waited — because I needed to open it today. Everything in this letter encompasses what the Lord has been speaking. It’s just so beautiful to see how connected we are, in one spirit. Thank you for being here to remind me.
    Ariana

  • I’m savoring this completely.

    It arrived last week and I saved it for my morning time. The image was stunning and set the mood. The message was exactly what I needed. Then I prayed. I’m savoring this completely.
    Stacey

  • It causes you to have to pause with purpose.

    It’s so tender, the way it’s wrapped… If a woman gets this, she’s gonna know it’s so intentional. It causes you to have to pause with purpose… It’s perfect through and through and it speaks to the heart of women. Art in itself.
    Roz

This isn’t another thing to consume.
It’s something to reach for.

TWO WAYS TO JOIN

Founding Annual,
$150 a year

Twelve months of mail, plus two things that live on Substack:

Soft Landing. A guided audio practice for the moments you need to come down. Breath, stillness, and a few quiet minutes to let your body catch up to what you already know.

Monthly journal prompts. A few questions each month to reconnect with God and yourself through the glide of your pen.

That’s $12.50 a month.

Join for the year

Monthly,
$15 a month

The monthly mail, with nothing else included. Cancel anytime

Send my Love Leter

Your envelope ships on the 1st. Sign up by the 20th to receive the following month’s send.

FAQ’s

On the 1st of every month by USPS. Sign up by the 20th to receive the following month’s send.

Allow up to two weeks. Slow mail is part of what makes it feel like something.

No. If your envelope hasn’t arrived after two weeks, reach out and we’ll take care of it.

Monthly: Cancel anytime before your next billing date and you won’t be charged for the following month.

Annual: Your membership is paid for the full year and isn’t refundable, so please join when you’re ready for the whole year. You can cancel anytime in your Substack settings so it doesn’t renew, and everything continues through the end of your year, including your monthly mail.

Monthly is the letter alone. Annual includes the letter and two more things, both on Substack:

Soft Landing, a guided audio practice for the moments you need to come down.

Monthly journal prompts, a few questions to reconnect with God and yourself through the glide of your pen.

After you join, you’ll receive an email with a short form for your mailing address. Please fill it out within 24 hours so your first letter arrives on time.

Not sure yet?

Start with five free prayer cards, and see if they meet you at the right time.

Begin with five free prayer cards