by Emily Wierenga | Aug 19, 2013 | Boy Scout, celibacy, christian, church, community, faith, forgiveness, gay, grace, homosexual, LGBTQ, love, orientation, Pope Francis, sexual, sin
PLEASE NOTE: I wrote this post primarily for those within the church while still acknowledging the need to continue to grow in our capacity to love and dialogue with gay people outside of the church. I have spent the past month writing this post in cooperation with a... by Emily Wierenga | Aug 16, 2013 | death, deidra riggs, faith, funeral, grief, husband, loss, love, mother-in-law, mourning, sadness
I had the privilege of meeting my dear friend Deidra Riggs in the flesh this past spring at the Jumping Tandem retreat, and she is every bit as authentic in person as she is on paper. I’m so happy to be able to host her today.My mother-in-law passed away in... by Emily Wierenga | Aug 9, 2013 | bible, Diane Bailey, faith, grief, hymns, It is well with my soul, prayer
Thank you for your patience and grace, as I’ve been away this week enjoying time with family. I’ll be back this coming Monday, blogging as-per-usual. Please join us next Wednesday for Imperfect Prose. e.Today I’m welcoming Diane Bailey, a mentor and... by Emily Wierenga | Aug 8, 2013 | alcoholic, alcoholism, book giveaway, faith, Heather Kopp, mercy, recovery, sober, Sober Mercies
I’m away this week, taking a break from blogging to spend time with family. Today I get to welcome my new friend, Heather Kopp, who writes beautifully and candidly about her struggle with alcohol in a powerful book called Sober Mercies. We’re giving away a... by Emily Wierenga | Jul 26, 2013 | #royalbaby, abortion, birth, broken, duke, dutchess, faith, God, kingdom, lisa-jo baker, miscarriage, Prince George
Sometimes my two-year-old still smells like a newborn. When he’s so deep in sleep his eyelids are fluttering and I put my nose to his hair and catch the remaining wafts of infancy, rising like fresh-tilled earth and crocuses.But those moments are rare and even... by Emily Wierenga | Jul 24, 2013 | #imperfectprose, camping, compromise, doubt, faith, gospel, hard, imperfect prose on thursdays, love, tenting, theology
I’m not sure when tenting got hard.We go every summer with our blue Coleman tent and our blow-up mattress, our matches and our firewood and we drive the west with its snowy peaks and its turquoise lakes. Black bear sightings on the side of the road and cars...