by Emily Wierenga | Jan 11, 2013 | encourage, encouragement, imperfect prose on thursdays, prompt
“Our chief want is someone who will inspire us to be what we know we could be.” ― Ralph Waldo Emerson“It’s just that in the Deep South, women learn at a young age that when the world is falling apart around you, it’s time to take down the drapes and make a... by Emily Wierenga | Jan 9, 2013 | child labor, christians, create, creation, fair trade, imperfect prose on thursdays, reaction, shopping, sweatshops, Toms Shoes, trafficking
welcome to imperfect prose on thursdays, 2013. this week’s prompt is create. Source: google.com via Lizzie on Pinterestit’s cheese and crackers for lunch, with friends from the city. they’ve spent the night and we’ve rung the new year in, with... by Emily Wierenga | Jan 9, 2013 | create, imperfect prose on thursdays, prompt
see you tonight! come one, come all, with your imperfect prose! by Emily Wierenga | Jan 8, 2013 | answered, cancer, column, everyday radical, faith, mother teresa, mum, pastor's wife, pope, prayer, prodigal magazine, sorrow
When you spread out your hands in prayer, I will hide my eyes from you; even if you offer many prayers, I will not listen.Your hands are full of blood; wash and make yourselves clean. Take your evil deeds out of my sight! Stop doing wrong,learn to do right! Seek... by Emily Wierenga | Jan 6, 2013 | beliefs, disappointment, doubt, faith, foster children, hardship, Jesus, jin, joey, motherhood, sleep, sorrow, trust, trusting
joey calls “hello” from the bedroom, in his new bed upstairs, because kasher and aiden sleep together now and he’s spending every second weekend here (with us providing respite) and the rest of the time with his mom in the city.it’s a quiet... by Emily Wierenga | Jan 3, 2013 | beauty, birth, curves, female body, femininity, hips, identity, motherhood, oswald chambers, pregnancy, self-love, woman
Source: karenswhimsy.com via Tina on Pinteresti’m used to apologizing for them.”i’m sorry about my wide Dow hips,” i said as my friend slid into the sled beside me, both of us with babies on our knees and toddlers between our legs, children... by Emily Wierenga | Jan 2, 2013 | beliefs, blogger resolutions, blogging, faith, family, God, imperfect prose on thursdays, motherhood, writer, writing
as a blogger, who is also a believer, a mother, a wife and an artist, i vow, in the year 2013, to:1. never let the Nativity stop being born in my words, but more importantly, in my life, and if it does the latter, then i will refrain from the former until my personal... by Emily Wierenga | Dec 27, 2012 | a deeper story, baby, crib, daughter, dreams, empty, faith, family, girl, God, hopes, infertility, prayers, womb
we moved kasher from the crib to the bunks today, and aiden from the bottom to the top. and now that our foster boys, joey and jin, are back at their mom’s, the house seems a lot quieter–and the crib stands empty. Source: 100-mile-house-log-homes.com via... by Emily Wierenga | Dec 22, 2012 | 2012, art, blessing, born, children, christmas, family, foster children, free, gifts, Jesus, jin, joey, love, madeleine l'engle, manger, nativity, prayers, printable
this is no time for a child to be bornwith the earth betrayed by war and hateand a comet slashing the sky to warnthat time runs out and the sun burns latethat was no time for a child to be born,in a land in the crushing grip of Rome;honor and truth were trampled by... by Emily Wierenga | Dec 19, 2012 | adam lanza, arranged marriage, christmas, foster children, grief, hurting, imperfect prose on thursdays, love, newtown shootings, pain, sandy hook school elementary, silent night, troubled
when it is dark enough, you can see the stars. ~ persian proverbthey call it the spaceship song, and i don’t know why, but i sing it for aiden and joey anyway. “silent night, holy night, all is calm, all is bright…” and then joey is crying from...