by Emily Wierenga | Feb 19, 2013 | love, love life, prodigal magazine, romance, single, singleness, valentine's day
What if we were to trust even our love life to God? What would happen then?(won’t you follow me over HERE to Prodigal to read this post today, friends? and please, link up with us tomorrow at Imperfect Prose on Thursdays… the prompt is JOY.)Want some... by Emily Wierenga | Feb 13, 2013 | abortion, adoption, birth control, children, jin, joey, kill, life, love, motherhood, mothers, pregnancy, sacrifice
Welcome to Imperfect Prose on Thursdays, a link-up in which we celebrate redemption. Today’s Prompt is LOVE.It was one week ago, today.Jin’s and Joey’s mom wrote me, saying she was pregnant again and she couldn’t keep it, she said, and she was... by Emily Wierenga | Feb 13, 2013 | brokenness, divorce, faith, flowers, God, husband, love, man, marriage, relationship, roses, sacrifice, valentine's day, wife, woman
i worry, you know.i worry that i don’t accurately show you how broken i am.i worry that you think i’m a good person, or that i have the God-thing all figured out, or that i never get lonely, or never wonder if people like me.every time i post, it is... by Emily Wierenga | Dec 22, 2012 | 2012, art, blessing, born, children, christmas, family, foster children, free, gifts, Jesus, jin, joey, love, madeleine l'engle, manger, nativity, prayers, printable
this is no time for a child to be bornwith the earth betrayed by war and hateand a comet slashing the sky to warnthat time runs out and the sun burns latethat was no time for a child to be born,in a land in the crushing grip of Rome;honor and truth were trampled by... by Emily Wierenga | Dec 19, 2012 | adam lanza, arranged marriage, christmas, foster children, grief, hurting, imperfect prose on thursdays, love, newtown shootings, pain, sandy hook school elementary, silent night, troubled
when it is dark enough, you can see the stars. ~ persian proverbthey call it the spaceship song, and i don’t know why, but i sing it for aiden and joey anyway. “silent night, holy night, all is calm, all is bright…” and then joey is crying from... by Emily Wierenga | Nov 28, 2012 | church, gospel, human, hypocrisy, imperfect prose on thursdays, integrity, Jesus, lies, love, pastors, priest, sin
The Last Supper by e. wierenga (http://www.etsy.com/shop/canvaschild) Church wasn’t safe for me growing up. It was a place where we all had to pretend to be something we weren’t. On the drive home each Sunday, we would all be so cranky and tired, Dad would often have...