by Emily Wierenga | Dec 11, 2013 | Bethlehem Star, discouragement, doubt, faith, Haiti, Nelson Mandela, prison, prodigal magazine
I walked to the edge of my faith tonight. Looked down and was tempted to jump.Because sometimes there are no stars or moon, just an ink black sky and when you step outside in your sneakers and run the country mile, you can’t even see the white of your... by Emily Wierenga | Nov 20, 2013 | falling in love, heartache, imperfect prose, love, meme, prodigal magazine, relationships, truth
The pastor is praying and the woman in the pew in front of me has an oxygen tank.She’s breathing in and out and it’s soothing, but also jarring, because you don’t realize how much you need oxygen until you stop being able to breathe.And I reckon the... by Emily Wierenga | Oct 23, 2013 | gospel, homeless, hungry, inner city, love, mission, poverty, prodigal magazine, street person
I can’t walk into a fast food restaurant bathroom anymore without seeing her legs, the way they stuck skinny beneath the door that day in old man pants, with white socks and black slippers. A little girl and her mother were in front of me and we all froze and I said... by Emily Wierenga | Oct 8, 2013 | affirmation, devil, enemy, fight, lies, prodigal magazine, satan, spiritual battle, truth
I was at an eating disorders conference. There was a worship band and we were under a pavilion. It had been raining all day but it had cleared up and turned warm, and it was quiet there in the evening of Nashville, Tennessee.I would be speaking the next day and... by Emily Wierenga | Sep 25, 2013 | fashionABLE, foster boys, generosity, God, jin, joey, love, prodigal magazine, voice
I don’t normally spend money on myself. But when my blogger-friend went on a trip to Africa with #blogABLE, and I learned of their fashionABLE scarves, I had to have one because, goodness, it was helping someone, and it was gorgeous. I didn’t mind spending... by Emily Wierenga | Sep 10, 2013 | alcohol, alcoholism, drinking, gluttony, prodigal magazine, sin, wine
I used to have a glass of wine most evenings to unwind. I did it for years. My husband makes wine and beer so it’s as available as water and a heck of a lot tastier and it was only ever one or two glasses at the most.Yet I realized, recently, that I had a...