Tag: Daily Dedication


Yesterday, as I was reading The Psalms, I especially noted the word lovingkindness. This morning I looked up a few examples of verses.

How excellent is thy lovingkindness, O God!
therefore the children of men put their trust
under the shadow of thy wings.

Psalm 36: 7 (KJV)

Withhold not thou thy tender mercies from me, O Lord:
let thy lovingkindness and thy truth continually preserve me.

Psalm 40: 11 (KJV)

Yet the Lord will command
his lovingkindness in the daytime,
and in the night his song shall be with me,
and my prayer unto the God of my life.

Psalm 42: 8 (KJV)

Orange and Pink Roses are by Ida Waugh, and courtesy of Reusable Art.

Peaceful Gratitude

I am thinking more about our early years here, and the kindness of the people who welcomed us. After being in the hospital and surgery at the end of 1993/early 1994, I remember gradually walking again, and a neighbor called after me, “Ellen, where have you been?” I think I then wrote him and his wife a note – I am better with writing for some conversations. At a local restaurant, that no longer exists, a group of retired men met for coffee. My father would have been one of those guys! The name of the restaurant was The Knotty Pine. Although closed, we remember. And we enjoy many wonderful restaurants in the area. I like the places where I am comfortable, and simple good food. Good service. And we see many of the same people.

Some though have passed away, and when I read their impressive obituaries, I am moved by how modest they were, how humble and caring. Service and kindness.

Sometimes kindness too is giving others their new space and time. I can no longer do the physical work of caregiving. Though I support emotionally. And I pray. This is respected, and I am so grateful. No small thing to write a note and pray. I can remember one or two sentences, a card, and how much that meant. Sometimes there is so much initial support – perhaps after a loved one dies – and then someone sends a note six months later. And life changes, and some friendships have changed. Some renew. Can always say a prayer for them. Keep a wise and kind heart. Good manners.

I cooked eggs this morning and remembered a poem from October 2012:

falling leaves
and silent sunrise

how easy today
to let go of old dreams

cook some eggs
wash the dishes
write this poem

And then I rediscovered this poem:

how quickly
another generation
seems I only
looked away
for a moment

how good their work
how beautiful their art

Grateful for all ages – every day new, and full of memories and hope for the future,

Ellen Grace Olinger

Photo by Karl – August 2018


Today we have rain. The sky and Lake Michigan are the same grey color. Yesterday, we walked around a few stores, as we had different errands. At The Home Depot in Kohler, the display of plants is beautiful. They have some outside, though not overnight. We enjoy how the Spring plants in stores add their beauty and fragrance in general. Sometimes we see someone we know. This is my idea of a social life. I enjoy solitude for my art, and then being a part of community in a low-key way. Not parties, or being over-tired the next day, or after a visit. A new way for health, and going well. Being sure to walk is a part of this, and Karl keeps an eye on the weather. I am grateful for friends and art with our blogs. So much in common, with friends everywhere.

Sometimes things take time, one small step, one post, at a time. New ways of being and living, to support health and work, can be learned – and then a natural part of life. I am grateful for all who help me be well, and I follow the instructions from my Care Team.

Some poems and photos from our archives:

warmer weather
on the way
God’s gift of nature
getting ready
to color the gardens

Daffodils – photo by Karl, May 2011

Red tulip and daylily leaves – May 2015

and then quiet . . .
raindrops on branches
with tiny leaves
bird songs begin

Primroses – Photo by Karl, May 2010

in the backyard
birds back
and singing
never too old
to find this new

Image: wpclipart

Ellen Grace Olinger

Colors of Blue

I looked out the window at the blue sky and then around my little study room, with the blue file cabinets and chair. And I thought of my poems with blue themes. Here are three poems.

truly so blue
trustworthy friends

more colors of blue
in Lake Michigan today
than I can name
the wonder of always learning
dreaming new dreams

hard years show
I let them show
growing anew

We enjoy our blue vase, which goes well with many colors.

Photo by Karl, 2018

the view has changed

With the ash tree gone, the view has changed. I watch a different sky. Before dawn today, the light through the clouds, that spanned the horizon, was similar to how the snow rested on the long evergreen branches. The branches extend to part of the view through the window – the whole tree is not seen. I thought, “This is a poem.” Hope I can write the poem. Perhaps another image will arrive.

I have watched the weathered trees, as you know, and noted the harder times in a tree’s life. Revised my views about beauty and age. There are spaces without new growth in the interesting and beautiful trees. Because I have been posting here since December 2009, my blog archives are like that too now.

This morning, I remembered this Bible verse:
“for when I am weak, then am I strong”
2 Corinthians 12: 10b ( KJV).

Good can grow from the hard times. This I know, and learn again and again.

Ellen Grace Olinger

Christmas Morning

Stillness. Home. Grateful.

Some old memories – the way home from visiting my Swedish grandparents, Poppa Ernie and Nanna, at their home in Milwaukee. Poppa Ernie worked on the railroad, and Nanna worked at home. They created a new life here. My father took Nanna back to Sweden for a visit when she was old.

So many years, yet mostly content to be still and simple now. We stopped at Menards in Sheboygan and bought a wreath and holiday planter. Both on sale. Yesterday we bought a poinsettia in pastel colors at Mentink’s Market Piggly Wiggly here in Oostburg. Some good food to prepare at home.

These are some Bible verses I have quoted in posts, this year of change and new health challenges, and healing. My spirit is strong, and much progress. I remember my mother’s last Christmas on earth in a hospital and nursing home. And I reflect upon all the art and stories of family and friends. My goals are to be well, simple, and continue here.

When my spirit
was overwhelmed within me,
then thou knewest my path.

Psalm 142: 3a (KJV)

But we have this treasure in earthen vessels,
that the excellency of the power
may be of God and not from us.

2 Corinthians 4: 7 (KJV)

Thou tellest my wanderings:
put thou my tears into thy bottle:
are they not in thy book?

Psalm 56: 8 (KJV)

And let the beauty of the Lord our God be upon us:
and establish thou the work of our hands upon us;
yea, the work of our hands establish thou it. 

Psalm 90: 17 (KJV)

S erene and sure
T rust
A long the
R oad of faith

Please visit Quiet Christmas Poetry if you wish to read more short poems.

Stillness home
Grateful blessings
Thank you

Ellen Grace Olinger

December Sun

seagulls and clouds
fill the sky

December sun
from the south
shines on
a Psalm

short days
stars brighten
winter sky

Ellen Grace Olinger
December 2011