by Emily Wierenga | Jun 5, 2011 | Uncategorized
the ordinary becomes the container for the divine and safely holds what was uncontainable. the transcendent is disclosed in what is wonderfully familiar: bread, wine, fire, ash, earth, water, oil, tears, seeds, songs, feastings and fastings, pains and joys, bodies and... by Emily Wierenga | Jun 3, 2011 | Uncategorized
He’d peed across floor, refusing the snack I’d made him and I’d rushed him to the potty where we’d sat, him squirming on potty and then, up and running in flannel bathrobe with the dog-ears and his little legs while I stayed curled on the bathroom floor. Nights of no... by Emily Wierenga | Jun 1, 2011 | Uncategorized
we water the flowers every evening, my gardener in his diaper and bare feet with his green watering can, and he holds it ever so careful, the spout, over pansy and peony and he begs for more once the soil’s drunk. but tonight is different. tonight he stands... by Emily Wierenga | May 31, 2011 | Uncategorized
in a world that tells me i am worth what i weigh, how do i live the God-image? and how do i teach my daughters to sing with soul?i’m swelling with the life of another, growing round with pulse and kick and i’ve never felt more like a woman. womb-an. the... by Emily Wierenga | May 30, 2011 | Uncategorized
They’re folded into purple and black satin, and the flowers white and the mountains make a jagged rim around the edge of a turquoise pool. I remember how Trent and his dad argued the definition of a mountain on our drive into Jasper and all I know is, they are beauty.... by Emily Wierenga | May 27, 2011 | Uncategorized
her photos, her words, like pearls across page, and this is patty… from finding serendipity. and this, her post, ‘miss daisy’. i hustle out of the house,about to embark on yet another day,my vision obscuredby all of my to do’s. i reach the...