by Emily Wierenga | May 4, 2012 | children, college, laundry, love, marriage, mary oliver, mountains, romance
“to live in this world, you must be able to do three things: to love what is mortal; to hold it against your bones knowing your own life depends on it; and, when the time comes to let it go, to let it go.” (mary oliver)it’s not that we don’t... by Emily Wierenga | Apr 27, 2012 | bible, children, chocolate, Christ, feature posts, God, imperfect prose on thursdays, Jesus, love
sometimes it tastes like a hot cup of coffee while the boys watch backyardigans in ninja turtle pajamas. for my husband, love tastes like lime chips and homemade salsa, and for kasher, it tastes like breast-milk. but he is being weaned and so love will soon taste... by Emily Wierenga | Apr 25, 2012 | ann voskamp, children, cross, desert, giveaway, heart, imperfect prose on thursdays, Jesus, love, mother letters, motherhood, oasis, seth and amber haines
i hear it on the cat in the hat while i’m feeding the boys goldfish crackers. “if you want to find water in the desert, you have to look in the right places.”i pause, suddenly aware of how thirsty i am, and the cartoon character continues, “but... by Emily Wierenga | Apr 16, 2012 | canoeing, hope, hurting, Jesus, love, pain, return, river, salvation, spring, world
trent talks about the river like it’s an old friend. it’s pregnant with spring, and we’re canoeing its curves. joey and aiden and opa and trent, through the fields, heading home. we stop to portage over fallen trees and when joey isn’t talking,... by Emily Wierenga | Apr 6, 2012 | brown skin, children, cross, Easter, Jesus, love, peace
My foster son is sitting at the white table, the little one I bought at Superstore. He’s coloring. “When I’m old, Jesus is going to make me a Fisher of Man,” says Joey. I listen from my laptop. “Like Opa, or Uncle Phil. Uncle Phil likes fishing.” Joey is new to church... by Emily Wierenga | Mar 21, 2012 | (in)courage, conference, encouragement, friendship, God, hope, love, marriage, real, webcast, women
grandma jo comes on wednesdays. angela on tuesdays, miss carla on thursdays, to help me dress the boys and to read to them. they go swimming with auntie karen, feed chickens with judith, make forts with juanita, color with jen, and play trains with amber. other women...