by Elaine Olsen | Feb 5, 2013 | blogaversary, pilgrimage, words, writing
Five years ago, I started this blog. Five years. Half a decade. 1826 days. One-ninth of my life. 555 posts. Who knew it could be done? I certainly didn’t . . . not back then. Back then, I was just a little girl dreaming about collected words—thoughts yet unreleased in...
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 | Oct 6, 2012 | authenticity, friendship, pain, words, writing
There it is again . . . that trigger that sends my mind spiraling. Accordingly, here are my tears, falling into my water bucket. I no longer know the identity of the wetness that soaks my rag and buries the floor in mop water. I scrub and scrub, trying to wash...
by Elaine Olsen | Sep 28, 2012 | Beyond Cancer's Scars (the story behind the story), book review, cancer volume 4, words, writing
Some of you still might be wondering if Beyond Cancer’s Scars is a book for you. Here are a few thoughts from readers who’ve read the book: “I was diagnosed with stage one breast cancer in April 2009. . . . Since that time I have felt most all of the...
by Elaine Olsen | Sep 18, 2012 | Beyond Cancer's Scars (the story behind the story), book release, cancer, cancer volume 4, God's Word, knowing God, pain, radio interviews, wholeness, words
There are many moving parts to my story. They change on a regular basis, moving on to the stage of my life without warning and, just as quickly, making their exit. I cannot predict the flow. I only know to expect it—an ever-shifting current of ins and outs, ups and...
by Elaine Olsen | Jul 31, 2012 | right words; right timing, silence, speaking, truth, words
“Therefore Jesus told them, ‘The right time for me has not yet come; for you any time is right. The world cannot hate you, but it hates me because I testify that what it does is evil. You go to the Feast. I am not yet going up to the Feast, because for me to right...
