Category: Grief

Two Poems

clouds with some blue
outside my study window
some days God seems so clear
other days I must dwell more deeply
in my reading of the Psalms

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writing and reading
I don’t see the dust

then seeing
I remember

and know He does not forget
and understands

with Love

Psalm 103: 14 (KJV)
For he knoweth our frame; he remembereth we are dust.

Poems from my Archives
Ellen Grace Olinger

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Simple Tree Drawings are courtesy of Reusable Art.

haiku and photos

birds perch
in sheltering branches —
a grain of mustard seed

(Matthew 13: 31-32)

Ellen Grace Olinger
Time Of Singing
December 1995

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Karl took these pictures at a park in Oostburg, Wisconsin yesterday:

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The previous photo is of plants and flowers beneath a plaque that lists the names of World War II Veterans from Oostburg, Wisconsin.  This is a different view:

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The Vine

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“I am the vine, ye are the branches:
He that abideth in me, and I in him,
the same bringeth forth much fruit:
for without me ye can do nothing.”

John 15: 5 (KJV)

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Images: Reusable Art