“I began to see all of this, and the beauty of clinging to one another, and my life was a sheet of paper being folded into an origami crane and I was beginning to believe I could fly.” — Emily T. Wierenga Copy Share Image
“I don’t have the answers. I don’t know how this story will end. All I know is that there is a very real God whom my mother adores, and if she, in all her pain and suffering, can still radiate worship, how much more should I? He sees the little sparrow fall. He sees my mum dancing to the rhythms… — Emily T. Wierenga Copy Share
“I’m learning to wake up and anticipate moments instead of fretting over the entire day. I’m learning to relax, because if something’s meant to… — Emily T. Wierenga Copy Share Image
“I began to see all of this, and the beauty of clinging to one another, and my life was a sheet of paper being… — Emily T. Wierenga Copy Share Image
“Listen to me. You can do all things through Christ who gives you strength. Not through you—through him—and this is something you repeat over… — Emily T. Wierenga Copy Share Image
