by Emily P Freeman | Jun 20, 2017 | books I've read (or want to read), ministry, story
A year ago at this time I had never heard of Casey Tygrett. Now he is one of my new favorite authors. His words in his newest book, Becoming Curious, came at just the right time for me. If you are surrounded by people who don’t let questions linger in the air...
by Emily P Freeman | Nov 19, 2013 | friendship, story, writing
I call them the Lost Boys. They aren’t lost and they aren’t boys, but that’s what I call them in my head. While I write in the corner of the coffee shop on Tuesdays and Thursdays, they are already there and stay for hours. I watch them because I am...
by Emily P Freeman | Jun 25, 2012 | (in)courage, story
Dad is putting up a fence in the backyard. It’s summertime and I’m seven. He leaves a space at the tree so we can still cut through to Missy and Shelly’s. They have a tire swing and a basement. They get the channel with Fraggle Rock and their mom buys pop in cans,...
by Emily P Freeman | Mar 26, 2012 | photography, story, writing
They stood on the corner of Elm and McGee, laughing over flirt-heavy secrets and the funny things of nerves or love. Or maybe both. She was dressed for a date — ballet flats, strapless dress, a smile wide enough to connect the mountains to the sea. He had on...
by Emily P Freeman | Mar 6, 2012 | friendship, story
Last month at (in)courage, I wrote about when you want to be known. After I wrote that post, I’ve thought a lot about the word authenticity. It seems like there are as many definitions of what it means as there are people in the world. I tend to think of it as...
by Emily P Freeman | Feb 21, 2012 | faith, photography, story
We have a dog who ate the couch so now we have an empty-ish sunroom. He can’t reach the twinkle lights, so even though it’s kind of dorm room-y to nail lights to the walls and probably breaks every real-person decorating rule, I’m keeping them up...
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