by Elaine Olsen | Jul 23, 2017 | courage, evil, faith, fellowship with God, prayer, rest, strength, surrender
“Here rests in honored glory an American soldier known but to God.” Those are the words chiseled into the marble sarcophagus that holds the body of an unidentified military veteran from WWI. In addition, two other unidentified soldiers from WWII and the Korean War are...
by Elaine Olsen | Feb 21, 2015 | grace, hunger, miracles, rest
“Jesus said, ‘Have the people sit down.’ There was plenty of grass in that place, and the men sat down, about five thousand of them.” –John 6:10 Plenty of grass. Of all the many facets that make up the miracle known as the “Feeding of the 5000” – this mention of grass...
by Elaine Olsen | Aug 13, 2014 | book review, Lessons from the Lunchroom, rest, words
My mind is full. Really full. The kind of full that’s difficult to sort out. The kind of full that just sits there, weighing down on a heart and refusing to budge. Accordingly, it’s been hard to move forward – even toward one little thing that needs doing. So instead...
by Elaine Olsen | May 21, 2014 | courage, creation, fellowship with God, peace, pilgrimage, provision, rest, trust
This has been my saving grace in this season. Mind you, not the grace that saves me from my sin but, rather, the grace that keeps my sanity intact. Whenever the stressors in my life seem too big and my capacity for handling them feels too small, I strap on my tennis...
by Elaine Olsen | Feb 2, 2014 | alicia chole, book review, church life, communion, give aways, knowing God, rest, sundays
“Cease from what is necessary. Embrace that which gives life.” This is the golden rule of Sabbath according to Mark Buchanan, author of The Rest of God: Restoring your Soul by Restoring Sabbath. Have you read these words, this extraordinary book that feels less like...
by Elaine Olsen | Oct 8, 2013 | courage, creation, freedom, peace, prayer, rest
From where I’m sitting this morning, I see the witness of the changing season. The tree that hedges my bedroom window is beginning to sharpen in color, while surrendering a leaf to the wind every few minutes. I could stare at it for hours. What rich beauty there is in...
