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 | Oct 24, 2012 | birth, book, boy, daughter, eating disorders, family, father, girl, imperfect prose on thursdays, mother, skinny, sons
Maybe it’s one of the reasons I whisper hallelujah each time I find a boy in my womb growing long and limber, although I know eating disorders are just as real for them, 25 per cent real in fact, and we just don’t realize it. That men sometimes hide in toilet bowls... by Emily Wierenga | Oct 21, 2012 | adoption, agency, anorexic, brothers, burnout, christian, family, foster care, foster children, mercy, weight
we’ve taken turns quitting over the past nine months, since taking these boys in, last february. and it’s been a ripping at the seams, of our finely hemmed lives. but with the ripping there comes mending. and we’ve found it in the mercy of each... 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... by Emily Wierenga | Aug 16, 2012 | beach, dedication, family, God, kayaking, pastor, son, summer, water
We’re kayaking, and water falls from our paddles forming circles in the water, hundreds of concentric circles expanding, like the lake is one large tree, and we are counting its ages. “See how they pass seamlessly through the waves and ripples?” Trent says. He’s...