by Elaine Olsen | Feb 9, 2024 | Asbury, family fun, Jadon's fight, letting go, miracles, rehearse your history with God, trust, Uncategorized
God is the Master Storyteller. He writes good lines, thinks long-term, and fills up our books with chapters unimaginable to us on the front side of their unfolding. Don’t believe me? Well, let me tell you a story… There is a memory I am holding today. It’s a bit...
by Elaine Olsen | Jan 16, 2021 | faith, Hurricane Floyd, letting go, obedience, trust
The remembrance crept into my mind this afternoon – a memory usually left somewhere in the back, catalogued for an occasional trip down memory lane. It was hellish ride that night. We huddled tightly together in the backseat of a friend’s truck, following behind...
by Elaine Olsen | Nov 30, 2018 | a quick word, letting go, surrender
I’ve watched her over the past few weeks, preparing herself for a new season. Her golden brilliance was ours but for a few days, or so it seems. Without resistance, she’s released her color to the earth. Valiantly she stands, as she always has, tethered to the soil by...
by Elaine Olsen | Apr 14, 2018 | brokenness, courage, fellowship with God, letting go, pain, suffering, surrender
Betrayal. It’s a terrible sting, a wounding not easily salved. Betrayal cuts more profoundly than disappointment because betrayal is rooted in motive. Betrayal is planned deception. Betrayal is attached to the heart. Whereas I am often disappointed by someone’s...
by Elaine Olsen | Jun 20, 2017 | death, grace, grief, letting go
Grace’s words surprised me that night. I wasn’t expecting them. What I was expecting … well, I’m not quite sure. I’d never been down this road before. Just an hour earlier, I was eating orange sherbet while sitting on a couch next to my mother-in-law, Rosalie, when...
by Elaine Olsen | May 16, 2017 | Lessons from the Lunchroom, letting go
There are seventy-four left. Classroom hours that is. In just a couple of weeks I’ll be saying good-bye to another group of fourth graders. Yes, I’ve been counting down the days … since the third week of school. Somehow calculating the hours way back in August seemed...
