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What Rob Ford is Teaching Us About Ourselves

by Emily Wierenga | Nov 22, 2013 | compassion, crack video, empathy, entertainment, media, mother teresa, Philippines, politics, Rob Ford, television, Typhoon Haiyan

“It’s sad, really,” said one radio broadcaster. “This man is deconstructing, literally, in front of all of us, and we’re just laughing.”Rob Ford, Toronto’s mayor, needs no introduction. He has been called Canada’s drunk...

Love Is Calloused (and Imperfect Prose)

by Emily Wierenga | Nov 20, 2013 | falling in love, heartache, imperfect prose, love, meme, prodigal magazine, relationships, truth

The pastor is praying and the woman in the pew in front of me has an oxygen tank.She’s breathing in and out and it’s soothing, but also jarring, because you don’t realize how much you need oxygen until you stop being able to breathe.And I reckon the...

Victoria Secret and My Four-Year-Old Son

by Emily Wierenga | Nov 18, 2013 | ads, advertisement, children, faith, malls, men, nudity, parenting, pornography, purity, violation, women

We’re in West Edmonton Mall and it’s November but the stores are crowded for Christmas.Teens in skinny jeans and middle aged women wearing Forever 21 and babies in strollers. I’m holding my boys’ hands and we’re following Trent who’s carving out a sort of path when we...

The Hardest Person to Forgive

by Emily Wierenga | Nov 15, 2013 | abortion, babies, broken, children, faith, forgiveness, hope, Jesus, miscarriage, mothers, women

I used to hate my body for not holding onto my babies.I blamed myself for my miscarriages, for the way I bled out perfectly good sacs with healthy children.But the thing is, the Bible says we’re made from the earth. We’re dirt. And dirt is made from broken...

10 Tips For When You Want to Quit Blogging

by Emily Wierenga | Nov 12, 2013 | 31 days, blog, blogging, civil wars, commission, of monsters and men, purpose, quitting, sabbath, spiritual battle, words, writing

Let’s pretend we’ve having coffee together in a funky little shop called The Mudhouse.Of Monsters and Men is on the stereo and you’re looking at me and saying I look tired, and I agree. I’m weary. And my spirit is grieving something...
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