by Emily Wierenga | Jan 6, 2014 | babies, birth, death, grief, heaven, hope, loss, miscarriage, mothers, open letter
Dear Mothers Who Have Miscarried, I’ve lost two, and it’s near torn me apart, this longing to be in heaven with my babies, but I’ve learned the secret to staying on earth. I learned the secret, just weeks ago, and I want to share it here with you, if... by Emily Wierenga | Jan 1, 2014 | #AfricaWH, Africa, art, blogger trip, genocide, Gulu, miscarriage, orphans, Rwanda, Uganda, World Help
I forgot to cancel the baby updates.At first I just wasn’t able to because that would mean she was really gone–the daughter we’d dreamed of for a year, the one we’d felt God showing us with the chubby cheeks and brown hair, who danced in a... by Emily Wierenga | Nov 15, 2013 | abortion, babies, broken, children, faith, forgiveness, hope, Jesus, miscarriage, mothers, women
I used to hate my body for not holding onto my babies.I blamed myself for my miscarriages, for the way I bled out perfectly good sacs with healthy children.But the thing is, the Bible says we’re made from the earth. We’re dirt. And dirt is made from broken... by Emily Wierenga | Oct 21, 2013 | adoption, church, faith, fostering, grief, hope, infertility, loneliness, loss, miscarriage, mother, woman
You–who’s lost seven children in miscarriage; who dreams at night of being called Mother and who weeps over Fisher Price commercials.You–who’s been told her whole life that womanhood is synonymous with motherhood, who’s tried and cried... by Emily Wierenga | Sep 27, 2013 | baby, children, daughter, faith, God, grief, infertility, miracle, miscarriage, prayer, pregnancy
I have a memory of my daughter, and yet, she never was.We weren’t supposed to be able to have children. Doctors told me when I was 13 and dying on the hospital bed from eating too little that I probably wouldn’t ever conceive, and then, when I relapsed as... by Emily Wierenga | Aug 21, 2013 | #imperfectprose, carpe diem, children, faith, family, fear, gardening, happiness, hope, imperfect prose link-up, joy, loss, love, miscarriage
“The glory of God is a human being fully alive; and to be alive consists in beholding God.” ~St. Iraneaus They eat peas by the handful, shelling them and tossing the green pods, the evening sun on their bathed heads and Kasher’s pajamas are already dirty from...