by Elaine Olsen | Feb 5, 2014 | conviction, courage, faith, Holy Spirit, pilgrimage, provision, trust, words, writing
When I get to the end of all of this, when I reach the other side of the struggle that’s been weighing so heavily upon me, what do I want to see happen? This is the question I keep asking myself. It’s the question that keeps me awake at night and barely functioning...
by Elaine Olsen | Jan 26, 2014 | surrender, words, writing
“The Lord said to me, ‘See, I have begun to deliver Sihon and his country over to you. Now begin to conquer and possess his land.’” –Deuteronomy 2:31 Now begin, so says the Lord. But I don’t know how. Not tonight. Perhaps these words are a place to start. Let me...
by Elaine Olsen | Sep 23, 2013 | cancer, cancer volume 4, church life, courage, kingdom, ministry life, obedience, silence, words, writing
“Once more a remnant of the house of Judah will take root below and bear fruit above. For out of Jerusalem will come a remnant, and out of Mount Zion a band of survivors.” (2 Kings 19:30-31) ~~~~ I attached the purple ribbon to my mailbox as a reminder to myself: A...
by Elaine Olsen | Aug 27, 2013 | cancer volume 4, friendship, grace, living God's truth, peace, peace for the journey, pilgrimage, rest, writing
We sat on his front porch talking about this-and-that while relishing Saturday’s break in temperature. The wind kindly caressed our conversation. It was a beautiful gift—the weather and the fellowship. I haven’t always been good at my relishing, especially when life...
by Elaine Olsen | Jul 20, 2013 | alicia chole, artistry, the seventh year, words, writing
Today I have the privilege of creating words with my Creator over at The 7th Year blog. A few weeks ago, my mentor and friend, Alicia Chole, asked me a question. In The Work of Our Hands, I respond. Both Alicia and I invite you to the table of grace today to add your...
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...
