by Emily Wierenga | Dec 17, 2013 | church, homeschooling, pastor's daughter, The Better Mom, women
I am a pastor’s daughter.The girl who was home-schooled and raised on Dr. James Dobson, who was made to stay at church until her father shook the very last hand and who wasn’t allowed to eat out on Sundays because that would mean making other people work.... by Emily Wierenga | Nov 18, 2013 | ads, advertisement, children, faith, malls, men, nudity, parenting, pornography, purity, violation, women
We’re in West Edmonton Mall and it’s November but the stores are crowded for Christmas.Teens in skinny jeans and middle aged women wearing Forever 21 and babies in strollers. I’m holding my boys’ hands and we’re following Trent who’s carving out a sort of path when we... 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 | Nov 9, 2013 | art, blog, editing, eucharisteo, faith, family, grace, hope, links, love, pastor's wife, poetry, publishing, women, writing
Yellow Sunflowers Against Abstract Background, print on CANVAS. All of my prints are now 50% off for a limited time only on my Etsy site–originally $60, down to $30, with $15.50 shipping in Canada, $21.75 shipping to the States. Order HERE. Today I’m... by Emily Wierenga | Sep 16, 2013 | (in)courage, #mominthemirror, beauty, book giveaway, create, creator, femininity, forgiveness, life, love, sexuality, women
Dear Daughter of Eve,You carry the seed of life in you. You are muscle and mind and heart. You walk with the calm of the hills. There is beauty in your gait, in the way you hold your shoulders, in your bending to hold a child close, in your rising for those who are... by Emily Wierenga | Aug 28, 2013 | #imperfectprose, community, counseling, friendship, mentor, prayer, womanhood, women
God gave me a vision of her. I saw a woman who wore scarves and laughed a lot. And then she connected with me over Facebook, this counselor whom I’d met years earlier at a conference, and she asked me to write a book with her for wounded daughters, and I ended up...