by Emily Wierenga | Oct 12, 2012 | a deeper story, abandoned, appearance, beauty, body image, book giveaway, chatting at the sky, children, emily freeman, father, husband, leaving
Wind catches the curtains in my children’s bedroom. They sleep with flushed cheeks and eyelashes long and every night I check on them before I go to sleep, and every night I feel both afraid and awed by their beauty.I touch lips to their skin, remember how my mum... by Emily Wierenga | Oct 11, 2012 | black, brian mclaren, cherokee, ego, feminism, God, grace, homosexual, irish, lesbian, nadia bolz-weber, praise, wild goose festival, yvette flunder
It’s a blue moon tonight and my agent and I are drinking Blue Moon beer to celebrate. Around me are Pentecostals and Unitarians and Lutherans and lesbians and heterosexuals and males and females and Richard Rohr who’s encouraging us to abandon all labels and put on... by Emily Wierenga | Oct 10, 2012 | babies, children, dying, God, hard, holy, imperfect prose on thursdays, killing, new testament, old testament, parenting, prayer
aiden is talking in full sentences now, so i’m trying to make Jesus a part of our regular vocabulary, and i am putting him to bed, asking him if he knows how much God loves him. he stretches his arms out wide like a cross. “this much” he whispers.... by Emily Wierenga | Oct 8, 2012 | allison vesterfelt, anorexia, body, body image, christians, God, hard, love, marriage, mum, myths
Before I got married I thought I could do life on my own. Well, with God, of course, because that’s what good Christians do, but mostly, on my own. I dated guys because they were fun but my mum always said I’d have a hard time getting married because I couldn’t... by Emily Wierenga | Oct 5, 2012 | adoption, bruises, children, foster care, foster children, love, metamorphosis, motherhood, parenting, preschool
last night trent and i fell asleep together on the couch during a sitcom. trent never falls asleep during a show.the night before that, i fell asleep at the supper table. it’s been a long week. joey started pre-school, and i’m a mess because i’m...