by Emily Wierenga | Jun 14, 2013 | 99 Balloons, A Story Unfinished, book giveaway, death, faith, father, life, losing, Matt Mooney, son
I met Matt Mooney a few months ago through a mutual friend, Amber Haines, and realized soon after that I’d met a brother. Matt is one of the most honest, genuine and caring people I know and it’s my true honor to introduce him to you today, and to tell you... by Emily Wierenga | Jun 12, 2013 | affirmation, baby, birth, children, faith, junkie, love, pregnancy, prodigal magazine
My nephew, Lucas, was born with two holes in his heart.He didn’t get to feel his mother’s arms holding him until two weeks after he was born, because he had open heart surgery and was hooked up to tubes that were saving his life.She held him for the... by Emily Wierenga | Jun 11, 2013 | daughter, death, faith, father's day, God, heaven, loss, murder, Sharlene Bosma, suffering, Tim Bosma
(Friends, Thank you so much for your loving prayers, emails, messages, letters and phone calls concerning our miscarriage. We are just trying to survive right now, leaning into each other and into Jesus, taking one day at a time. We are desperately sad. I will write... by Emily Wierenga | Jun 4, 2013 | cancer, church, death, faith, peace, psalm 23, shadow, sheep, shepherd, trust
I’m learning how to shepherd. I feel the call, tugging at my hemline.But before you can shepherd, you have to know what it means to be a sheep.Sabbaths are hard for me. Not because I don’t want to rest but because I feel obligated to keep doing, keep... by Emily Wierenga | Jun 3, 2013 | bible, faith, guilt, kids, mom, motherhood, motivation, parenting, pregnancy, school, summer
So it’s summer.The kids are out of school, or soon they will be, but the housework doesn’t end and their needs don’t either.And maybe you’re pregnant and hormonal like me.Maybe you’re missing your evening glass of wine and your morning... by Emily Wierenga | May 31, 2013 | children, christian, faith, family, farming, hope, Jesus, motherhood, parenting
Sometimes all you can hear is the quiet and it’s the loudest sound ever.The sound of your heart singing to the One that made you, and you hear it as the boys are running in the soil barefoot, Opa’s tractor in the distance dropping seed into the dirt.You...