by Emily Wierenga | Dec 4, 2013 | daughter, eating disorder, faith, identity, Jesus, name, womanhood
My coffee is cold. I sit at the kitchen table with my Bible, overlooking the deck and the barren branch of winter, the boys watching a show in their onesie pajamas. It’s winter, and the days are short and I miss the light. But when the sun shines on the... by Emily Wierenga | Sep 18, 2013 | brain cancer, identity, mum, self-worth, swimming
Mum went swimming the other day. She wore a brand-new bathing suit and it’s been three years since she recovered from brain cancer and I don’t ever remember her swimming before.My brother says she has. He says I just don’t remember and he says this with his face bent... by Emily Wierenga | Sep 9, 2013 | #ChristmasComeEarly, art, canvaschild, comparison, esteem, free, free e-book, gift, giveaway, identity, jealousy, paintings, poetry, self-doubt, self-worth, womanhood
A gift for you… It’s #ChristmasComeEarly! Read on to find out how it’s yours…It happens every time I leave a friend’s house, or a party, or a Bible study.It happens every time I trip on a sidewalk, or forget the diaper bag for my toddler,... by Emily Wierenga | May 24, 2013 | Abercrombie and Fitch, anorexia, anorexic, CEO, God, identity, love, Mike Jeffries, self-esteem, worth
Dear Mr. Mike Jeffries,You’ve gotten a lot of flack lately. And it’s been well-deserved.But I feel sorry for you.I feel sorry because at the end of the day, you don’t know the hurt you’ve inflicted, because you’ve never been so wounded... by Emily Wierenga | May 17, 2013 | beauty, book launch, christian, hungry for hope, identity, mom in the mirror, more than a number, perspective, self-worth
Perhaps we’ve got it backwards. Maybe it’s not about size at all, but about strength. Maybe it’s not about smooth skin, but about wrinkles.Maybe instead of touching up our roots, it’s about showing off our silver hairs. Because it’s all about... by Emily Wierenga | May 14, 2013 | calories, cosmetics industry, identity, makeup, marriage, stomach, womanhood
So this bruised girl becomes a confused adolescent, becomes a paranoid woman trying to appease society, knowing all the while she was made for more. More than sucking in her stomach and counting calories and worrying about how her butt looks in a pair of...