by Elaine Olsen | Dec 12, 2012 | Advent, christmas, church life, contests, faith, give aways, pilgrimage
Go to where love lives. This was God’s message to me earlier today . . . to go out into the world and find where love lives, where love is. Where the sights and sounds of Christmas are still burning their witness—those homes and those folks who aren’t afraid to deck...
by Elaine Olsen | Oct 16, 2012 | authenticity, calling, faith, freedom, letting go, living God's truth, obedience, wholeness
Siix years ago in my dreaming, I didn’t plan on my current reality. The life I’m living today wasn’t the life I was dreaming about in my yesterday. Six years ago . . . I had just written my first book / Bible study about the prophet Nehemiah and was sure it would be...
by Elaine Olsen | Sep 3, 2012 | Beyond Cancer's Scars (the story behind the story), cancer volume 4, faith, family fun, freedom, Lessons from the Lunchroom, parenting
It’s Sunday evening. A table usually reserved for meal times has, instead, become a makeshift teacher’s desk. Lesson plans strewn about, books, DVD’s, grade books, red pens, and unsharpened pencils litter the oak top, alongside my tiredness. I put my head down,...
by Elaine Olsen | Aug 9, 2012 | ancients, faith, pilgrimage
“This is what the LORD says: ‘Stand at the crossroads and look; ask for the ancient paths, ask where the good way is, and walk in it, and you will find rest for your souls.’” –Jeremiah 6:16 In searching through the old, I find something new. And so I went there...
by Elaine Olsen | Jul 26, 2012 | cancer, cancer volume 4, faith, living God's truth, pilgrimage
May I tell you a secret? For those of you who know me personally and do life with me on a regular basis, it won’t be fresh revelation. But for others—those of you who only know me as the woman who writes these words in this public place—my disclosure might come as a...
by Elaine Olsen | Jul 22, 2012 | conviction, faith, God's Word, grace, knowing God, worship
God sees the trembling heart. He saw mine this morning, took notice of the growing conviction that began in me long before my burden made its way to my usual second pew. His Word sparked a fire. His Spirit fanned it into flame, and I trembled . . . all the way through...
