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 | Sep 11, 2012 | artistry, contests, friendship, give aways
Morning gratefulness. I’m choosing it. Where do I begin? With her and this post she wrote about her mother, Glory, four years ago. It was one of my first connections with LauraLee; her story and her Glory touched me deeply back then—a witness that reaches through to...
by Elaine Olsen | Jun 7, 2012 | eternity, give aways, God's Word, words, writing
Some days we just need a word from God. Huh? OK, so let me define that a bit. For those of you who don’t speak “Christianese”—a word from God simply means (for me) a heavenly nudge. A heartfelt thought or two from the Father that falls over me like fresh water...
by Elaine Olsen | May 20, 2012 | artistry, blog designers, contests, give aways, pilgrimage
Sixteen changes of address. I counted today, and that’s how many I can credit to my life history. I’ve probably missed one or two, and I’m certain I’m not finished. What I am certain of is the temperamental nature of the moving process. It’s an intricate, delicate...
by Elaine Olsen | Jan 23, 2012 | book review, friendship, give aways, pain, writing
Several months ago, I wrote a post on solving the problem of pain. In it, I talk about the idea of personal creativity and its direct connection to helping heal the wounds of others. Musicians play instruments. Singers sing. Bakers bake. Teachers teach. Planners plan....
by Elaine Olsen | Jul 27, 2011 | cancer, cancer volume 4, give aways, living God's truth
She lapped me twice yesterday. Twice. She an avid marathon runner. Me an avid “hope I get through this jaunt without tripping on a rock” walker. My lap around the neighborhood is about a mile in lengt h. Her lap a bit further than mine. We made our cursory nods at one...
