Margaret Clarkson published “God of the Ages” back in 1982, which I delightedly discovered in The Hymnal for Worship and Celebration. The words are set to a Gaelic melody probably familiar to you because it was made popular in the ’70s by Cat Stevens — “Morning Has Broken.” Such a lovely, delicate melody. Locating some biographical information about Margaret, I discovered that her story will lead us directly back to our reflections upon suffering. For now, we’ll consider her lyrics to this one song. Clarkson’s words are so rich exposing an expansive view of life and reality. Knowing the tune, you can sing along! Here are the words: Continue reading
Author Archives: Karen Thomas Olsen
“God of the Ages”
The Secret Things Belong to God
It’s dark here. Dank and cool. Looking up, light seeps through a crack along the horizon. No. It’s a door! What is on the other side? Try the door. Will it open?
“The secret things belong to the LORD our God, but Continue reading
Four Good Reads
I’m still not mentally prepared to return to our good versus evil topic, so good reads seems good to me right now. Hope it’s good for you too. Good. Of course, we will find that the good versus evil theme threads through most writings of any genre in various ways — it’s a ubiquitous reality. (I love the word, ubiquitous.) For now, I have four books to mention to you as good reads. Take your choice. Continue reading
Part II: For Goodness Sake: Evil, the Interloper
Deep in our hearts we all long for goodness – goodness that is everywhere – in both motivation and result. Everything should be good, sensible, resilient, fair, kind, loving, beneficial. . . . Where does this longing for utopian happiness and justice originate? We know the answer. It originates in the heart of our Creator. Thus, it is good for us to consider that word, “creator.” Continue reading
Part I: For Goodness Sake
I had a post ready to publish last Friday, but then “the devil rolled into Newtown,” as I remember hearing the news anchor, Bill Hemmer, express. Most energy moves to the point of pain, so what I once had to say became unimportant. Language cannot express the suffering, so as the Scriptures explain, “We know that the whole creation groans and suffers the pains of childbirth together until now,” referring to the coming birth of “the glory that is to be revealed to us” in God’s eternal state when evil is banished (context of Romans 8: 18-30). “. . .We ourselves groan within ourselves, waiting eagerly. . . .” This passage also states that the Spirit of God groans for us because we are too weak to even know how to pray!
Stuffing or Dressing?
While I await transport to heaven, I’m keeping myself busy enough, but not too busy. Every cell of my body and spirit knows that “this world is not my home.” Most of you, from all I know, live much busier lives than I do because you have more demands on your lives. Because I have only a husband to care for (and we work well as a team), I have more contemplative and study time. My days are not stuffed. Which reminds me of Thanksgiving and this Christmas season.
Paul and I baked a bird this year to feed a group of ten people around our beautiful Thanksgiving table. Continue reading
Testing
Dear Readers,
Please reply to let me know if you find any advertisement/video at the bottom of this blog. I had two reports of such after my last post, but when I have gone into the blog from outside (rather than from the administrative mode which I am on now), I do not find any ad/video. The one video clip was crass and inappropriate. Another person saw a different clip that wasn’t bad, but nonetheless, I want to know if this is happening across the board or if this was a one time thing. If this is going to continue, I’ll check into what I can do. So this post is a test, and I need your response to know if this is going to be a real problem that needs to be addressed. Continue reading
Curious Karen
Yes, lots to explore. Lots to learn! Last time I wrote of being scattered because I’m distracted by so many fascinations. The list of distractions has no end, as long as my heart is beating. So today I find a stack of delightful distractions right here in my house. What delightful distractions surround you? Continue reading

