by Emily Wierenga | Feb 27, 2013 | 40 Days of Water, alcohol, brennan manning, coffee, death, drink, Easter, eating disorders, Emily Maynard, food, guilt, Lent, numbers, poverty, sacrifice, sin, theology
Welcome to Imperfect Prose on Thursdays! This week’s prompt is FOOD. Recently, an editor asked me to compile all of my stats: numbers from Facebook and Twitter and blog, etcetera.Numbers undo me. I’m an eating disorder survivor. For seven years of my life,... 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 | Aug 29, 2012 | calling, children, christians, crucifixion, david platt, holy spirit, homeless, Jesus, radical, sacrifice
the more i read Radical the more uncomfortable i become, because i’m not sure that i’m a christian. i think i’m a wannabe follower of Christ who’s missed the boat. he said, follow me, and i said, wait! i have my art and my writing and my... by Emily Wierenga | Jul 5, 2012 | abingdon press, children, death, heaven, just write, letting go, love, mother, motherhood, sacrifice, the gypsy mama
well, there are many reasons.reasons like rising when you feel like falling, reasons like producing milk when you want to produce tears and being called to represent every feminine attribute of God for men, girls and boys, and not knowing night from day from hour...