by Elaine Olsen | Feb 28, 2013 | hunger, knowing God, living God's truth, obedience, pilgrimage, rest, right words; right timing, silence, the seventh year
I’m not a huge fan of the Academy Awards, not because I have anything against honoring quality art via the silver screen but mostly because of the seemingly endless parade of the self-impressed. Couple this with the fact that I haven’t seen ninety-nine percent...
by Elaine Olsen | Jan 17, 2013 | discipleship, living God's truth, pilgrimage, truth
“As long as you move, everything’s good.” I welcome her encouragement, this guru of walking-at-home. Leslie Sansone has been a part of my life for many years now. And while I’m not completely convinced about her claims to Walk Away the Pounds or Walk Slim,...
by Elaine Olsen | Jan 9, 2013 | alicia chole, family fun, living God's truth, out of the mouths of babes, pilgrimage, the seventh year
I gently reached down and touched her chapped hands. Tenderly they rested on the pew in front of us as we chorused our way through five verses of “We Three Kings.” Her hands have grown over the years, no longer balled into tiny fists; no longer reaching outward to...
by Elaine Olsen | Dec 27, 2012 | living God's truth, pain, words, writing
“We’re growing older, realizing we cannot stop the hands of time.” So said my elder friend in her annual Christmas greeting to my family. I felt the profundity of her proclamation. It’s nothing new; it just hit me harder this go around, struck me in the center...
by Elaine Olsen | Nov 27, 2012 | alicia chole, holiness, hunger, knowing God, living God's truth, surrender
“Craving hearts will never know satisfaction regardless how often or how much God provides.” So tweeted my friend, Alicia Chole. I sat with her thought for a bit, knowing that her words are never casually written. Instead, she writes and lives from a deep well. After...
by Elaine Olsen | Nov 16, 2012 | holiness, letting go, living God's truth, obedience, surrender
I have a few minutes this morning (just a few . . . we’re in the middle of percents and decimals over here; for the record, I didn’t understand them when I was in the 6th grade; at forty-six years old, I can’t say my grasp is much better, but I digress. Forgive me; it...
