by Emily Wierenga | Apr 12, 2013 | brokenness, calvary, church, depression, duane scott, eating disorders, future, hell, human, Jesus, love, past
We’re in the Taco Bell driveway, just two famished college boys getting something to eat, when I mention it. My past, that is. And he stops diving deep in his backpack for scrunched dollar bills; stops and just stares at me with somber eyes, like he has witnessed... by Emily Wierenga | Oct 17, 2012 | anorexia, attention, boy, brother, bulimia, chasing silhouettes, duane scott, eating disorders, family, giveaway, imperfect prose on thursdays, starvation
(guest post by duane scott)He’s not a tall boy, I notice, and so thin. Almost sickly. His arms look like a boy half his age. We’re in Canada at a boy’s retreat and my heart goes out to him so I look him square with empathy because I’m ready to hear his story, whatever...