by Elaine Olsen | Mar 31, 2009 | family fun, parenting, peace, pilgrimage, Ruby Tuesdays, trust
Please join us over at Refreshmoments to read more Ruby Tuesdays’ posts. To read part one and two of my series, click here. “She senses that her gain is good; Her lamp does not go out at night.” (Proverbs 31:18, NAS). My lamp wants to. Go out tonight. But my...
by Elaine Olsen | Mar 15, 2009 | Bolivia, christian perfection, give aways, parenting, pilgrimage
It’s been a good Sabbath rest for me and my family. The highlight?Watching my almost twenty-year-old son as he stood in our church fellowship hall, serving up drinks over the noon-time meal. Why?Because I was reminded, once again, about the fine young man that he’s...
by Elaine Olsen | Mar 7, 2009 | living God's truth, parenting, purity
UPDATE BELOW… I never intended on writing my former post; it simply wrote me until I pushed the publish button. That being said, I never intended on writing this follow-up post, but I sense I’ve struck a chord in some of you. That being said, all the...
by Elaine Olsen | Mar 5, 2009 | living God's truth, parenting, purity
WARNING: For the faint of heart and weary worn, this may not be the post for you today. I’m a wife and a momma, and I’m sportin’ a “tude” tonight. May God cover my words with an understanding that exceeds my fleshly bent toward some...
by Elaine Olsen | Feb 10, 2009 | family fun, living God's truth, out of the mouths of babes, parenting
“Therefore I stationed some of the people behind the lowest points of the wall at the exposed places, posting them by families, with their swords, spears and bows. After I looked things over, I stood up and said to the nobles, the officials and the rest of the people,...
by Elaine Olsen | Jan 11, 2009 | a quick word, family fun, letting go, parenting, video
It occurred to me today that there will be few occasions, if any, when I will take the arm of my son and walk the aisle as his date. Tonight may have been my swan song. When he was a child, many were the times when he would take my arm. His hands belonged to me then....
