Tag: Small Steps

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

how lovely

how lovely
to have books around
and journals too

I create still life
arrangements that
change often

keep a book by my side
for company even
when I cannot read

trust the mystery
of who to read
and when

the words I need today
the words I needed then

Ellen Grace Olinger

Photo by Karl
Oostburg, Wisconsin
August 2018

a look at the gardens

raindrops on the windows
after the rain and some wind

reading, and I want to see
the gardens, as I did not stay
in touch with them as well
this year

though the perennials –
so reliable – were
as beautiful as ever

now is a good time
to begin again
with a closer look
from the windows

beautiful brown colors
of December and
some green remains

no work in the yard
needed today

a time of rest and
so much to look forward
to as the seasons continue

one moment at a time

Ellen Grace Olinger

Photo by Karl
July 2018

Poems: Road of Faith

W  onder and
A  dore, let
I  nspiration
T  each trust

(2012)

Through the Light of Christmas 

through the Light
of Christmas
I found my way
home 

from a hospital
and nursing home
through city and
small town
Main Streets
their streetlamps
with holiday lights

as my mother
was on her way
Home

the time we shared
and still share 

(2013)

“For thou art my hope, O Lord GOD:
thou art my trust from my youth.” 
Psalm 71: 5 (KJV)

blessings of the roads

missing loved ones
grateful for softer edges
around the loss

(2014)

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

(2014)

Ellen Grace Olinger

December begins

December begins
and winter is already
here

days are short
and colder

grateful for rest
this year that began
stronger for me

or so it seemed

then a valley

and new strength

new poems
new dreams

taking care and
following instructions
every day

because I trust this care
this kind and good care

keeping a health journal
at peace in my heart

daily dedication
and content with small steps

wpclipart

Thank you and blessings,
Ellen Grace Olinger

evergreen branches

evergreen branches
fill part of the sky
without the ash tree 

words that are tears
may be harder to write
and this is just fine

sometimes I read a poem
years later and remember
my emotions

do I revise the poem?
improve the craft?

sometimes yes
and the change
may be small

but only if I do not
lose the voice of the
person I was then

who wrote the poem

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

Psalm 56: 8 (KJV)

This is such a beautiful verse from the Psalms, and I wanted to quote again.  I have wandered too – needed to start over, begin again.  I can only imagine living where you grew up, or a career of  decades.  Or being a mother and grandmother.  There are many beautiful ways to live.  I know I am dependent upon the skills and gifts of others.  Good to both give and receive.  Say thank you as often as I can.

I am so grateful for the life I have been given.  Illnesses and health conditions I have known, still know, are now my teachers and friends.  A quiet life keeps me well, and blogs are the perfect way for me to create.  I have more fluency again.  Yet when I first learned, and other times, I might spend a few hours on a post that takes a few moments to read or view.   Or let posts rest for a time.  So far, my creativity always renews.  Patience is a part of the process.

When I can live in a way that offers silence and space for poems, the poems arrive in time.  I try to manage my time, so the poems feel welcome.  Daily dedication, and content with small steps.

December 2016
Poinsettia
December 2017

Thank you and blessings,
Ellen Grace Olinger