by Emily Wierenga | Aug 24, 2011 | Uncategorized
she brought me a dandelion and said it was from God. this girl with the brown hair and the blue eyes and she brought me a dandelion and told me he’d told her to pick it. it was the tallest of weeds, a stringy thing and it had all but blown away. and she soft... by Emily Wierenga | Aug 23, 2011 | Uncategorized
I paint them orange and yellow, acrylic-thick, and they bloom on canvas. Sunflowers for she who brought me lilacs in June, and it’s winter so I make the beauty I long to find, that I long to place in a mason jar. (Join me here, won’t you, for the rest of this... by Emily Wierenga | Aug 22, 2011 | Uncategorized
they are so very small, Lord, and you so big, and you, knowing their hearts, their minds, their destiny, be the biggest in my life so i might mold them pure. be the anchor in my storm, the holder of my heart so i can hold them tight. let not my dreams or ambitions... by Emily Wierenga | Aug 20, 2011 | Uncategorized
it is one of those fights that make you see black and black isn’t even a color we stare out windows in the car trying to be bigger than our feelings because we are parents now and “i would rather our sons see us fight than not see us at all” trent... by Emily Wierenga | Aug 17, 2011 | Uncategorized
the world walks past smelling of old spice and lemons and lavender, and the pines and spruce bow graceful to this audience of rainbow skin we’re hiking banff, with its canyons and falling water, and God is here in the crevice of creation hikers stare at the baby...