by Emily Wierenga | Sep 30, 2011 | Uncategorized
I toast a sourdough muffin golden, two halves, and slather them with butter and mounds of strawberry freezer jam. I love the jeweled color of strawberries mashed in the making.Red to me is the color of hope.I steep a cup of Earl Grey Green, inhale the fragrance of... by Emily Wierenga | Sep 26, 2011 | Uncategorized
he sat in his closet while outside they played. the children laughed and played pretend marriage, holding each other’s hands and it was okay. it was okay for boys and girls to hold hands.(join me at A Deeper Story, today, friends?)linking this with just write... by Emily Wierenga | Sep 26, 2011 | Uncategorized
i bring banana loaf to her house, the red wagon behind and moon in the sky above.i am a writer. the story is my lifeline, and me not knowing this more than as a mother. as a woman with bloody show and labour pains and the wrench of love and the laying down of life and... by Emily Wierenga | Sep 24, 2011 | Uncategorized
linking today with soulemama… (how much peace you bring me, friends. thank you. today i baked cookies with my boys… does life get better than this?) by Emily Wierenga | Sep 23, 2011 | Uncategorized
I remember what it felt like to be twenty-one years old, walking home from class, raising my face to the sun’s gentle kiss and almost laughing out loud for joy. We would live in unity on our knees, I was certain, receiving this gift only to pour it back out at His...