Acrostics for REST, PRAYER, and SEASON

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E ncourage
S ing
rust God

Come unto me, all ye that labour
and are heavy laden,
and I will give you rest.

Matthew 11: 28 (KJV)

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evealed
nd
our
fforts
enewed

S ilence
E nlivens
A nd
S olitude
O pens
N ew thoughts

To everything there is a season,
and a time to every purpose
under the heaven . . .

Ecclesiastes 3: 1 (KJV)

SEASON and the Bible verse from Ecclesiastes are from our large print book, Quiet Christmas Poetry.

a poet’s praise

sun shines
on the icicles
by my study window
good results today
from a medical test

I am grateful for my good care team. They know who they are, and Karl drives me to my appointments. Health is my main work now. I enjoy cooking good meals, and I look forward to being in the yard again this Spring. I missed last year, in some ways. The lilacs grew tall and I saw them from my poet’s window. Read many books. A year ago, I wondered if I could still live here, in this big old house. Now I can manage again. I still have areas to work on, and more follow-up appointments. Grateful for my care team, as I already wrote. And I continue to pray the Psalms, lots of rest.

Take good care too.

Ellen Grace Olinger

Local History and Stores

Yesterday I learned that the Gibbsville orchard has new owners, as of July 1, 2018 – as I read at their site M&T’s Gibbsville Orchard. Please see their site for more information and their story.

We have watched beautiful orchards for years.

sometimes by sight
in my life of faith
apple trees in bloom

Time Of Singing (2014)

And it is also time to visit Gibbsville Cheese again.

Over the years, a blog can become a record of local history.

Best wishes to all,

Ellen Grace Olinger

February afternoon

blue sky
and sun shines
on the snow
that rests on
evergreen trees

shadows of trees
on the snow that
covers the path,
flower gardens,
and lawn

if the weather is not
too severe –

I thought of patients needing
to see their caregivers now, and
when I needed to reach my mother,

teach a class –

there is a solitude
a quiet now
like no other time
of the year

Ellen Grace Olinger