by Emily Wierenga | Feb 15, 2012 | anorexia, anorexia nervosa, commitment, God, love, marriage, prayer
I lie in red pajamas on the living room sofa, my husband, Trenton, on the other in his comfy clothes—his green-ribbed shirt with the hole and his fuzzy pants that have no waist. “Our good times were more than our bad,” he says in a voice that aches.“Yes, but our bad...
by Emily Wierenga | Feb 12, 2012 | family, fostering, God, love, photos
(i’ve asked my brother, who’s a computer-genius, to come up with a prayer-button for us; thank you, for the peace that passes when you fold your hands for us… you don’t know, how we need you right now… love, e.)
by Emily Wierenga | Feb 9, 2012 | business, giveaway, journals, maternity shirts, micro-loans, mugs, paintings, third world, tshirts
t.s. poetry is partnering with artists and photographers to create a new line of products… today i am so pleased and humbled to introduce to you “the emily” collection… featured here are a few samples of what you’ll find at the online...
by Emily Wierenga | Feb 7, 2012 | boys, costa concordia, faith, God, good, integrity, men, parenting
we’re driving home from playing cards with friends. the night looks as though someone has dumped tar on the world. fields of black.and i think about the 30 people who are missing. the ones the captain abandoned, the man who ran the costa concordia into a rock...
by Emily Wierenga | Feb 6, 2012 | book, champagne, contract, dreams, faith, God
my paintings are being exhibited this month at a local gallery. i had about five visitors friday afternoon, most of them members of the art club.the rest of the time i sat in the back-room of the gallery, writing. after four hours, i leaned my head on the plastic...
by Emily Wierenga | Feb 3, 2012 | God, Gypsy, heaven, Jesus, King
My children,Your mama loves this man named Jesus, the same name you’ll hear outside. And yet, like with a lot of things, names mean different things to different people. It doesn’t necessarily make one right, or one wrong, just different I guess. So when mama says she...
by Emily Wierenga | Feb 1, 2012 | children, giveaway, God, hurting, print, yahweh
“can we really do it?” trent says and he looks at me terrified, and it’s two a.m. and kasher won’t calm. “can we really take care of four boys?”the bedroom sighs, as though turning in its sleep and i’m jealous. it’s been...
by Emily Wierenga | Jan 30, 2012 | anne lamott, compassion, love, marriage
i adore men.i really do.my husband in particular.but sometimes they drive me crazy.to quote one of my favorite people, anne lamott, “part of me loves and respects men so desperately, and part of me thinks they are so embarrassingly incompetent at life and in...
by Emily Wierenga | Jan 27, 2012 | Uncategorized
We have a biter.My two year old, he of sky blues eyes, open-mouthed kisses and bright grins, is a biter. He bites his sister hard and my heart breaks open wide.We don’t bite. We don’t hurt. We love each other. We are gentle. We are kind. We love each...
by Emily Wierenga | Jan 25, 2012 | eternity, flowers, fostering, God, love, space, time
so we live here, but also, there, straddling earth and heaven, and dr. cicely saunders calls it “the hour of love.” the eternal hour in which we skin our knees in prayer and fumble with forgiveness. all the while struggling to believe that we ourselves are...
