Our Story

Στέφανος: The Victor’s Crown

The name Crowned One comes from the Greek word Stefanos (Στέφανος). In the ancient world, a stefanos wasn’t a heavy gold crown of a worldly king; it was the wreath of victory given to those who finished the race well. It represents endurance, honor, and a life lived with purpose.

We chose this name because of the first man to carry it in the New Testament: Stephen.

The Face of an Angel

Stephen was a man described as being "full of faith and the Holy Spirit." When he stood before those who sought to destroy him, something supernatural happened. The Bible tells us in Acts 6:15:

"And all who sat in the council, looking steadfastly at him, saw his face as the face of an angel."

Stephen wasn't just "happy" he was reflecting. Because he was in constant communion with Jesus, the True Crowned One, his very countenance began to shine with heavenly light. He proved that when you are filled with the Spirit, your physical appearance is transformed by the glory of God within you.

Beyond the Surface

In a world obsessed with external beauty, many people are searching for the wrong "fix." We see the tired eyes, the heavy expressions, and the darkness that settles on a face not because of a lack of skincare, but because of a broken spirit. Guys, God is always confirming our spiritual state in the physical, open your prophetic eyes and see.

We believe that true radiance doesn't come from a bottle; it comes from the Well of Living Water. Many of the "bags" we carry are the result of spiritual weight doors we’ve opened to the enemy, generational curses, trauma, fleshly desires we refuse to put down, and agreements we’ve made with darkness.

Our Mission

Crowned One was created for those who want to stop looking for worldly Band-Aids and start seeking a Holy Spirit transformation. Who want real JOY, that lasts. We believe God’s desire is for you to:

Put down the flesh and pick up the Word.
Cut ties with the strongholds that dim your light.
Drink from the Well that never runs dry.

When you walk with Jesus, you don't just feel different—you look different. You begin to reflect the True Crowned One. Our brand is a call to return to that original glow—the one that comes from being fully alive, fully delivered, and fully His.

It’s time to let your face shine.

Isaiah 53:2–12

[2] For he grew up before him like a young plant, and like a root out of dry ground; he had no form or majesty that we should look at him, and no beauty that we should desire him.

[3] He was despised and rejected by men, a man of sorrows and acquainted with grief; and as one from whom men hide their faces he was despised, and we esteemed him not.

[4] Surely he has borne our griefs and carried our sorrows; yet we esteemed him stricken, smitten by God, and afflicted.

[5] But he was pierced for our transgressions; he was crushed for our iniquities; upon him was the chastisement that brought us peace, and by his stripes we are healed.

[6] All we like sheep have gone astray; we have turned—every one—to his own way; and the LORD has laid on him the iniquity of us all.

[7] He was oppressed, and he was afflicted, yet he opened not his mouth; like a lamb that is led to the slaughter, and like a sheep that before its shearers is silent, so he opened not his mouth.

[8] By oppression and judgment he was taken away; and as for his generation, who considered that he was cut off out of the land of the living, stricken for the transgression of my people?

[9] And they made his grave with the wicked and with a rich man in his death, although he had done no violence, and there was no deceit in his mouth.

[10] Yet it was the will of the LORD to crush him; he has put him to grief; when his soul makes an offering for guilt, he shall see his offspring; he shall prolong his days; the will of the LORD shall prosper in his hand.

[11] Out of the anguish of his soul he shall see and be satisfied; by his knowledge shall the righteous one, my servant, make many to be accounted righteous, and he shall bear their iniquities.

[12] Therefore I will divide him a portion with the many, and he shall divide the spoil with the strong, because he poured out his soul to death and was numbered with the transgressors; yet he bore the sin of many, and makes intercession for the transgressors.

There is a long-ish intro, if you want to skip ahead to where the story starts, but I want to make sure I set the tone of honor and my purpose of doing this. Love you guys!

My name is Hope Weaver, and I’m the founder of CROWNED ONE. More than that, I’m here to remind you and am proof that Jesus still finds people in the darkest most unseen places. Romans 4:17-18: "God, who gives life to the dead and calls those things which do not exist as though they did; who, contrary to hope, in hope believed, so that he became the father of many nations, according to what was spoken, “So shall your descendants be.”

From Rejection to Revelation

I grew up in a Christian home, actually I was your pretty stereo-typical PK, (Pastor's Kid), but I didn’t know the love of a father. I didn't even know my father. In fact, I was adopted, but I grew up feeling abandoned even having one adopted. I grew up extremely isolated and feeling completely broken. Unseen. Conflicted.

I want to make it very clear — I deeply love my parents, my parents did not know what happened to me, and that unawareness led to a lot of confusion and pain growing up, miscommunication and understanding between us, thus, causing much pain which has now been HEALED! By no means did my parents ever physically harm me. Not sure if I am making that clear for the one's just looking for a problem, but my parents are incredible people, and the purpose of this story is to glorify Jesus the healer, whom we ALL need.

Because I didn’t know how to explain what I went through, and because communication in our home was often missing, I carried deep anger and brokenness that I didn’t know how to express. When I did try to speak, it often came out as outbursts. I was misunderstood and seen as dishonest, when really, I was deeply hurting and didn’t have the tools to communicate what was going on inside me. Because the pain grew so strong, it frustrated my parents as well, the confusion in the family worked against us, and I was a huge thorn in my parents foot. They had no idea how to help me, get through to me, and felt hopeless. It's so important guys for families to talk, be in prayer, spend time with the Holy Spirit, because He will bring so much revelation out. We have to be involved deeply in loving our family members and trying to figure out, why is this really happening?

I’m sharing this to highlight the importance of intimacy, transparency, and communication in families...even more in pastor’s homes or Christian families. Brokenness can happen anywhere. Silence can grow into shame. When truth is brought into the light, God can restore anything. Jesus is restoration, He embodies what that is, and He is why this story exists to point us back to Him.

I really want to honor my parents who truly love me. My adopted dad, (he's my dad, I don't refer to him as that). He chose to adopt me as his own, a child who wasn’t biologically his and that is one of the purest reflections of Christ’s love. Who raises a child not even their own blood as their own? Most people turn their head, even terminate pregnancies, my dad chose to take me, and that is a huge deal to me. I honor him deeply for that.

(Daddy walking me down the aisle).

(my sweet mama, Shari).

No matter how deep the wounds, Jesus can bring restoration. We’re all learning how to live and love well for the first time. And when we invite God into our pain, He redirect the narrative to bring a story of healing that brings freedom not just for us, but for others too. Why? Because that is just who He is, when we surrender all to Jesus and LET HIM IN!

So, let Him in! He wants you!!

Onto the story,

I spent most of my childhood trapped in a war zone inside my own mind. Tormenting thoughts and a scattered heart.
I battled suicidal thoughts, crippling fear, sexual abuse, deep insecurity, and even a speech delay that tried to silence my voice.

I am unashamed to share it all because Jesus has actually healed my entire life.
Every wound. Every scar. Every lie. If I am scared or shameful, then I haven't completely learned to die to my self yet, and I don't want to give the enemy anything on me.

My Turning Point

When I was 17 years old, I thought meeting my biological family would heal the wounds that felt like my entire soul was just a hollow deep emptiness.
The torment in my mind, the extreme loneliness, the pain of feeling and actually being rejected and by my family, it was too heavy to carry anymore...I thought if I could just find my biological family, the hole in my heart would finally be filled.
So, I reached out to my brother, TJ, on Facebook—longing to connect, to belong. I looked forward to that for years. I always knew I had a big bro, but had to wait until I was almost 18 for adoption policies.
Anticipating the best day of my life, I finally found him on Facebook and wrote him a message so excited to chat... But I found out, he didn’t even know I existed.

I remember his response...

"um...you have the wrong person, I don't have a sister." All my hope was crushed, again. I was confused. I responded with a photo of him holding his teddy bear, I had a photo of him in my 'birth book' (it's an adoption thing) but I didn't realize the damage I was going to cause.

I learned my biological mother had hidden my birth from everyone.
She’d had another child after me, years later—one she kept—while I was placed for adoption.

Again,
That discovery shattered me.
The reunion I thought would heal me only dug the wound deeper.

Currently today, I am training to become a therapist, and you should know, that if you don't already, as a child, your brain doesn't consider life outside of it's own perspective, and if it is never taught how to cognitively mature, that carries on into later life. I never considered how this may have impacted my biological family, I was just trying so hard to fill a deep void of emptiness.

In the years that followed, pain became my compass. I was so broken.
I spiraled into addiction, theft, abuse, lying, reckless living, reckless driving. very promiscuous, and rage. Full blown Jezebel, basically. That's what happens when you only know chaos and rejection is your life.

Then came the final blow:
After some deeper digging, I did want to know why I was adopted. I discovered I was conceived in drug rape—a child born from violence and shame. At that point, mind you, even growing up in Church, I had no idea who Jesus was, my reflection of Christ in my family did not exist to me, I lived life according to emotion, feeling, pain, I had no truth of God's word to fall back on. I didn't have a hand to hold. I grew up in a big family but alone. At that point,
I believed I was a mistake, a curse, something that never should have lived. I literally would say that out loud.

Even as a pastor’s kid, I felt completely unseen.
Religion surrounded me, but no one reached the depths of my broken heart. Nobody even tried.
There was no healing, no deliverance...just silence. Sometimes, if you become such a problem, or the problem doesn't get solved, the enemy is successful and keeping families divided and angry at each other, it's so important to keep ourselves accountable humbly to God's Word guys. I always pray, God, let Jesus be the most real in my own household, than when I'm just outside. Please, let me actually be acquainted in their lives. Guys, I have done so much inner healing, you have no idea. It is such a crazy cost to pay, but it is so necessary. God forbid, you be in your thirties, forties, fifties, stuck in these cycles as a victim to your childhood.

Tangent, sorry...

So, I built lies to survive, pretending to be someone worthy of love. I never had my own identity. I was a compulsive liar. Nobody trusted me. I was so wounded. I was trying to be what everyone wanted, trying to feel love. I had gone through sexual abuse as a child, physical abuse, I was drawn to very unhealthy people because that was the only thing I associated with love, trying to earn it. It made me very controlling, very insecure, extremely anxious, you guys, you would never be able to tell that about me now.

Anyways, back then...after so much striving and faking it, (thank God I never got pregnant)

everything eventually collapsed:
my college, license, job, friends, and will to live.

By twenty years old, I decided it was over.
I planned to end my life. That was literally the only thing I was excited for. I could be in a room of 100 people of joy, and I had this intense heaviness.

Standing in my small apartment which was once part of an old insane asylum, (come on, the spiritual will actually always complement the prophetic JUST PAY ATTENTION to your life around you and the fruit of others!) I looked out the window and mocked the idea of God.

“If You’re real,” I whispered,
“send three birds to my window. Prove it.”

It was a bitter dare from a soul ready to die. I was already dead. If you have ever been emotionally numb or tormented, you believe that that is your life sentence.

And then..

He answered.

Three birds appeared, just as I had asked, landing right on my window. I mean this in truth with every ounce of life inside me now, this happened.

In that instant, a holy moment wrecked and touched my numbness.
It was unlike anything I’d ever known
pure love, power, and peace that shook me to my core. He answered. Right away.

That night, I didn’t find religion.
I found a Person.
Truth wasn’t an idea—Truth had a name. Truth is a Person. I kept searching to find that truth.His name is Jesus.

We believe that a word fitly spoken can change a life and sometimes, that word is printed on a hat that starts a conversation that leads someone home.

After that night with the birds, everything began to shift. I was not just going to be a convert, I literally became a follower and disciple of Jesus. My secret?

SURRENDER.

PAY THE COST. LEARN TO DIE TO SELF. LET HIM HAVE HIS WAY, AND YOU WILL BE SATISFIED MORE THAN YOU EVER BELIEVED THE LIE, THAT GIVING UP YOUR STRONGHOLDS, WILL SATISFY.

Within months, I walked away from every drug, every addiction, every false identity. I moved back home, picked up my Bible, and started seeking the God who had just revealed Himself to me. I didn’t know what I was doing. I just knew He was real. At 21 years old, God led me to enlist in the U.S. Navy, where I arrived in San Diego with nothing but a backpack and a Bible, still searching for truth.

I kept seeking God everywhere. Went to like 10 churches before someone invited me to a small revival hub. One day in church, I realized I was not going to return to this church. It was extremely uncomfortable for me, they were speaking in tongues, the people were so happy, even dancing...I was like, "I need to run!" (Little did I know, what was inside me was trying to run).

As I tried to slip away unnoticed, a stranger — stopped me and began to speak words of knowledge to me: Before he began, he said, "please I need to give you this word now before you leave Miss."

....A word? What did He mean? I thought....

He began to share specific details about my past that only God could know about me. Like my darkest most shameful and broken truths about me.

He told me specifics even about being 8 years old when I was first abused sexually, and many more personal issues that deeply disturbed and broke me emotionally as a child. In that moment, the numbness of me, broke, I wept. I sobbed. I felt like the man in the Chosen episode who took up his bed and walked, and that I had become alive. I couldn't believe God knew me, saw me, even back at 8 years old and possibly the most traumatic moment that crippled and stole my innocence and childhood.

For the first time, I felt truly seen. God used that prophetic encounter to break years of torment and numbness off my life. I was already saved for 2 years, but I still had so much oppression and demonic influence webbed in my heart.

I stayed in that church — the one I once thought was “too radical” and there, Jesus completely transformed me. He delivered me from fear, addiction, rage, shame, confusion. He healed my mind, restored my voice, mended my family (who I deeply love), and filled me with SERIOUSLY RADICAL joy and peace so deep I can’t even remember the emptiness anymore. I am living proof that Jesus still heals, still delivers, and still turns ashes into beauty. He paid for all of this — and now I live to tell the world He’s real, He’s alive, and He still sets captives free.

If you have gotten this far, you're a real one.

The Mission: Revival

Crowned One exists to bring LIFE, encouragement, and prophecy powered by the Holy Spirit into a broken world VIA the marketplace to carry Jesus beyond church walls and into everyday life.
Each design is Spirit-inspired and was birthed in the secret place, moments of encounter, or whispers from God. I believe a Word from God can be more powerful than the hair on your heads. I know, it has the ability to pierce both spirit and soul, bone and marrow.

These hats are meant to open doors to present you to Him.
to spark questions,
to invite conversations,
to lead hearts to the Crowned One. To use as evangelism tools. Also, to just rock the collection! Which, will not always have a specific faith word, but is under the umbrella of identity and inclusiveness.

Mark 16:15 says, “Go into all the world and preach the gospel.”
We’re answering that call — one conversation at a time. These pieces are legendary. Nobody has done it before. And with God's hand on this business, He will be opening doors for you and me to bring people to Jesus.

This isn’t just for believers.
It’s for the searching, the hurting, the questioning, the ones who’ve been wounded by religion but still long for love that’s real.
CROWNED ONE is an invitation — not to a brand, but to a relationship with the One who heals the brokenhearted.

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CROWNED ONE is a veteran-owned, family-built, faith-inspired brand.
My husband and I have both walked through serious trauma, and we’ve watched Jesus redeem every piece. It is our desire to dedicate back.

After years of addiction and darkness, my husband surrendered to Christ and made a covenant:

“If You keep me sober, I’ll serve You for the rest of my life and go on mission every year.”

Now, 10% of every purchase goes into our Family Missionary Fund, fueling trips that bring food, medicine, and the Good News to nations around the world.
We don’t just want to make converts — we want to make disciples.
To teach others how to hear God’s voice, walk in freedom, and know His love. We don't want to just be another brand, we know there are many, but your purchase supports our dream to go be missionaries full time one day.

My husband and I have two boys, Wyatt (my sweet and beautiful bonus son), and Rex, who is a giant in spirit and size! We live in San Diego.

The spiritually dead or lukewarm church.

Many of us grow up in church, hearing about God but never truly encountering Jesus. Without that encounter, we lack the tools, the foundation, and the intimacy needed to face life’s battles. The enemy loves to convince people that religion is empty, that faith is powerless, that the church is hypocritical — when really, the issue isn’t Jesus. The issue is the absence of abiding in Him. Unfortunately, most churches are too scared and fear people's resistance to talk about the gifts of the Spirit, or even teach a lesson on repentance, exposing brokenness in our families, or having honest conversations that we need to ABIDE in the secret place, not just 'in theory'.

********There are too many Churches with converts and not disciples, pastors who don't even get in the secret place, people addicted to pornography, there is so much lukewarm RELIGION, and personally, I am sick of that, and I know God wants to break off that veil. And that's Bible.

That’s why I’m so passionate about transparency and truth —because silence is the enemy’s tool.
When we don’t talk about our pain, we let shame stay hidden. Jesus wants the most shattered and condemned parts of you, because He conquered those areas so you can live FREE. YOU COULD BE FREE! We need transparency in the Church, in families, with each other...
When we don’t bring Jesus into our wounds, they never fully heal. Half of the Church doesn't even really believe God is JEHOVAH RAPHA, and that He is ALIVE and ACTIVE just as much as He was 3,000 years ago.
When we live by religion instead of relationship, we build on sand instead of the Rock. We basically miss out on the most transformative and life giving revival on the planet, a life consumed and on fire, burning for Jesus, overflowing with His Spirit.

What changed my life wasn’t just attending church — it was encountering the living Jesus. It was Him. And there are Churches that are doing their BEST to bring in the whole gospel, Genesis to Revelations... including the hard stuff, like the gifts of the spirit, deliverance, tongues, etc.... Longevity comes from abiding.

When I surrendered everything, He came into my brokenness, healed my heart, and gave me new life.
Now, He’s all I know.

If you’re reading this, know this truth: Jesus wants to walk into your home too.
He wants to restore what’s been lost, heal what’s been broken, and build intimacy where there’s been silence.
This is why abiding in Him, knowing His Word, and walking in the Spirit is essential — not optional.
Because without Jesus, religion will always feel empty.
But with Him, life overflows.

How It All Began

In 2021, I walked away from a business opportunity that looked promising — a fitness franchise I thought would define my future. I always take everything to the Lord, even if it sounds good, it might not be what's best for you. I went to sit and just asked Him, 'so, seems like a great idea. 100k a year? I've been broke forever. Should we do it?'

“If you surrender this dream, I’ll give you what they are offering and more.”

I was shocked. But I have messed up enough times that if God speaks to me no, there is literally no point to try and do it, because it will crumble. So, I ended up not opening the gym franchise. Closed the LLC, no more broker meetings. Walked away. And knew I made the right choice.

Dad always told me, "we are rich in the ways that matter most", and I genuinely believe that. I am rich whether my physical material items prosper, and I am just as rich if they perish, I'm satisfied, because I know the Lord, deeply. He's got me.

1 year later, I went from making 20k a year, to my first 100k year. met my husband, became a parent, and am living the dream, literally could not explain it, but God promised, His offer was better, and He gave me the desires of my heart: husband, kids, HIM.

Our prayer is that every hat
and story shared through conversations sparked by them would point back to the Crowned One, Jesus.

Built to last. Designed to start conversations. Made to bear fruit.