by Emily Wierenga | Feb 26, 2012 | baby, death, funeral, God, heaven, love, mother
i forget, for a moment, how angry i am at God, when i hold my new nephew, whose brown feet conduct an invisible orchestra.babies give God a face, and when you look at them, it’s so easy to believe. but when they die, at 18 months, it’s so easy to stop... by Emily Wierenga | Feb 3, 2012 | God, Gypsy, heaven, Jesus, King
My children,Your mama loves this man named Jesus, the same name you’ll hear outside. And yet, like with a lot of things, names mean different things to different people. It doesn’t necessarily make one right, or one wrong, just different I guess. So when mama says she...