by Emily Wierenga | Jul 18, 2012 | babies, breakfast, cancer, chocolate toast, flooding, God, hard, love, miracles, mum, toast
just thought you all could use a little laugh :) but seriously, this is what breakfast looks like, here. chocolate toast, or homemade strawberry jam toast, or eggos and blueberry syrup, on the deck. and yes, sometimes with babies in the nude. (begging grace as... by Emily Wierenga | Jul 11, 2012 | anniversary, bible school, children, God, hope, husband, love, marriage, renew, submission, vows
you’ve always saved me, in your own quiet Christ-like way.”i don’t ever want our house to be without children,” i tell you. “even when we’re old, so long as we have beds, we have children,” and you nod and you smile.but just... by Emily Wierenga | Jun 25, 2012 | a deeper story, children, crucifixion, death, Easter, God, hungry, hurting, Jesus, repentance, world
when i was a little girl in big plastic glasses and corduroy dresses, i would scrunch my eyes shut and imagine the crucifixion and try to feel the sadness i knew i was supposed to feel. i’d try to feel repentant but it was so much easier not to, because Jesus... 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 | Jun 20, 2012 | abide, beauty, doing, God, idleness, imperfect prose on thursdays, joy, laughter, proverbs 31, sewing, suzannah paul, tea, the smitten word, woman
(post and photo by suzannah paul)When she said, “Where better to look than Proverbs 31?”my heart sunk hard and I lifted tea to lips in lame disguise.I am Suzannah’s complete lack of enthusiasmIn this sorority, we’re tested veterans,survivors of... by Emily Wierenga | Jun 13, 2012 | book, christian hosoi, drugs, forgiveness, giveaway, God, hosoi, inmate, junkie, pastor, skateboarding, testimony, tony hawk
i first wrote about christian hosoi when i was newly married.i was associate editor of a small newspaper, living with trent in a tiny bunaglow in the city with an apple tree in the backyard and a loft in which i painted and i was deep in the relapse of anorexia. at...