by Emily Wierenga | Mar 5, 2013 | children, daughter, death, grief, husband, loss, miscarriage, mourning, pregnancy, prodigal magazine, wife
She slid so smoothly into the toilet.And you didn’t know you would ache like that, with a baby-shaped sadness.You didn’t know you would watch her wash out of you, that she would stain your bathroom rug red, and that you wouldn’t be able to move from... by Emily Wierenga | Mar 4, 2013 | a dare to love yourself, a love dare, beauty, courage, daughters, identity, Jennifer Dukes Lee, mom in the mirror, photography, photos, self-esteem, womanhood
It’s A Love Dare, friends, a dare to love yourselves in all of your rawness. We’ll be doing this link-up every Monday, until Mother’s Day (when I’ll be releasing my new book, Mom in the Mirror). Today I’m welcoming journalist, author and... by Emily Wierenga | Mar 1, 2013 | Burma, children, compassion, documentary, education, justice, ministry, motherhood, Myanmar, poverty, schooling, wealth
I was a single mother this week. Trent was gone on a ski trip with his students, and on the second day of his being gone, my boys finger-painted nude.They made forts in the living room which I had to fix every two minutes and they threw play-dough... by Emily Wierenga | Feb 27, 2013 | 40 Days of Water, alcohol, brennan manning, coffee, death, drink, Easter, eating disorders, Emily Maynard, food, guilt, Lent, numbers, poverty, sacrifice, sin, theology
Welcome to Imperfect Prose on Thursdays! This week’s prompt is FOOD. Recently, an editor asked me to compile all of my stats: numbers from Facebook and Twitter and blog, etcetera.Numbers undo me. I’m an eating disorder survivor. For seven years of my life,... by Emily Wierenga | Feb 25, 2013 | a dare to love yourself, anne lamott, brennan manning, children, eating disorders, identity, link-up, mom in the mirror, motherhood, nutrition, self-love
We sat across the table from each other, and there were thin girls walking in and out, and the smell of coffee and the young girl was twisting her hands.She was telling me she enjoyed food. That she was looking forward to being released from the Eating Disorder Unit... by Emily Wierenga | Feb 23, 2013 | bad week, blues, childloss, crying, daughter, depression, faith, miscarriage, motherhood, poo, prayer, sadness, shit, swearing
Tuesday was one of the hardest days I’ve ever experienced, as a mother.It was the kind of day that found me hunched over carpets, muttering and scrubbing, because my youngest son, whom I thought was potty-trained, decided he wasn’t anymore and pooped and... by Emily Wierenga | Feb 20, 2013 | ann voskamp, art, grief, imperfect prose on thursdays, joy, Kelli Woodford, link-up, One Thousand Gifts, poetry, prose, redemption, sorrow
Welcome to Imperfect Prose on Thursdays. This week’s prompt is JOY, and today’s guest post is written by our lovely Imperfect team member, Kelli Woodford.”Within the Everlast”The sun shone in my eyes that day last week when... by Emily Wierenga | Feb 19, 2013 | love, love life, prodigal magazine, romance, single, singleness, valentine's day
What if we were to trust even our love life to God? What would happen then?(won’t you follow me over HERE to Prodigal to read this post today, friends? and please, link up with us tomorrow at Imperfect Prose on Thursdays… the prompt is JOY.)Want some... by Emily Wierenga | Feb 17, 2013 | daughters, definition, faith, femininity, feminism, God, identity, marriage, relationship, self-esteem, self-worth, womanhood
**A video recording of this post can be found HERE.As a woman living in the 21st century I will live as though I have a thousand daughters, even though I have none, because every girl is my daughter and when she sees me, or engages with me, she’s looking to me... by Emily Wierenga | Feb 15, 2013 | always alleluia, book giveaway, faith, God, Holey, holy, imperfect prose on thursdays, joy, Kris Camealy, Lent, prayer, refinement, Wholly
So, so honored to host my friend, Kris Camealy, here… Kris has written an amazing new book, Holey, Wholly, Holy, which she’s giving away below… “I didn’t know lent would kill me. Thank God for the dying.” ~Holey, Wholly, Holy: A...