by Elaine Olsen | Feb 15, 2011 | brokenness, cancer, cancer volume 3, faith, living God's truth, pain, peace, suffering
“So Jesus went with him. A large crowd followed and pressed around him.” {Mark 5:24} I think about both of them today—two needy souls approaching Jesus from different angles some 2000 years ago. I imagine that day was in keeping with most of the days of Christ’s...
by Elaine Olsen | Jan 2, 2011 | anchor verse, calling, cancer, cancer volume 4, knowing God, living God's truth, New Year's
{lisaleonard designs} From my perch on the couch, I watched him trim her nails. Never in her eight years on this earth did I recall him trimming baby girl’s nails. She was caught off-guard as well, looking at me occasionally as if to say, “Daddy isn’t doing this...
by Elaine Olsen | Dec 20, 2010 | calling, church life, living God's truth, sundays
Last Friday, I loaded up on my pain meds and had my mother taxi me to the local Michael’s craft store. Sunday morning loomed on the horizon, and I needed a few Christmas activities to keep young hearts and hands engaged. I took my time, making sure to pick out things...
by Elaine Olsen | Dec 7, 2010 | cancer, cancer volume 4, living God's truth, words, writing
Words. I don’t have many of them these days, at least not the written kind. If you were here in person, I’d have plenty to say, but as it pertains to my writing them, I’m struggling. I don’t know if the chemo is to blame or the busyness of the season, but safe to say,...
by Elaine Olsen | Nov 28, 2010 | cancer, cancer volume 3, faith, give aways, knowing God, living God's truth, trust
Like the advent of new-fallen snow, so arrives the freshness of God’s Word to my soul. A picture really, just as clear and crisp and breathtaking as the pristine white that my northern neighbors are experiencing this day. When I hear them speak of winter’s gift, a bit...
by Elaine Olsen | Nov 2, 2010 | calling, cancer, cancer video, living God's truth, pilgrimage, video
{the Market House… will make sense if you watch the video}Twenty-four points of sacred intersection between my heart and theirs—those twenty-four precious souls that God chose to weave into my morning and lunch hour. I probably missed someone in my...
