by Emily Wierenga | Jan 23, 2013 | abba, broken, brother, family, father, holy spirit, imperfect prose on thursdays, Jesus, maternal, mother, motherhood, theology, trinitarian, trinity
welcome to imperfect prose on thursdays. this week’s prompt is “mother.” if you have a post that is even remotely similar to the prompt, please feel free to link up!i wish you could have been here, in our living room, last night, to see the way She... 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 12, 2012 | a deeper story, abandoned, appearance, beauty, body image, book giveaway, chatting at the sky, children, emily freeman, father, husband, leaving
Wind catches the curtains in my children’s bedroom. They sleep with flushed cheeks and eyelashes long and every night I check on them before I go to sleep, and every night I feel both afraid and awed by their beauty.I touch lips to their skin, remember how my mum... by Emily Wierenga | Oct 1, 2012 | author, books, children, conference, father, God, love, mother-guilt, parenting, selling, traveling, woman's role
I’m sitting in the airport, the sun rising, about to head out to the AACC conference and I miss them with a guttural ache.The kind of ache only a mother can know, the kind that connects with an invisible cord, one that doctors can never sever, and they’re probably... by Emily Wierenga | Jun 22, 2012 | abandonment, angry, children, emotions, father, God, son
i’m trying not to listen but joey’s talking to his dad on the phone.and it’s been a week of anger. “my heart is bleeding,” he tells me one night. and the next morning, after he makes another boy cry i pull the door closed and pull him... by Emily Wierenga | Mar 12, 2012 | family, father, fostering, grace, Jesus, love, mother
it’s more than singing these days. “Jesus” is something Joey says all of the time, now, like water, or bread, or Lego, like he’s learning a new word and he doesn’t want to forget it. but then there is everything else.like the fact that he...