Words That Broke Silence

On Saturday, I was blessed to be a part of ACTIVATE, a workshop of loving people well. While there, you encounter amazing worship, hear amazing teachings on love, and hit the streets in teams to love others well. It’s really an incredible workshop, and on Saturday, a couple of our teams went to Carlsbad to pour out our love through God’s heart. Continue reading

A Date Set for Lunch

Aside from there being no clouds, yesterday was a beautiful day in San Diego, so I was looking forward to my time in Balboa Park. As I grabbed my flags, Holy Spirit told me to grab the four dollars out of my purse. I was so excited! I asked, “Do I get to see Lee?” It turned out, His answer was yes.

As I walked up the street, I paused and asked God where to go. He said, “Just walk. I’ll tell you who to go to,” so I walked. Right when I entered the park, I saw two gentlemen but wasn’t sure if they were together. One was juggling, which caught almost all my attention. The other was pacing at some points and circling the juggler at a distance but near. It was unusual, so I headed over. Continue reading

An Audience of One

Last night, no one showed up for JC’s Girls bible study. In that moment, I can either choose to see it as an evening off with God, or I can choose to see it as a pity party thrown by Satan. Well, it turned out to be totally different, and of course, I saw that “after.”

I think Satan looks for opportunities like this to cause one to doubt if they’re even hearing from God in what to do and how to do it. It actually turned out to be an evening full of worship and prayer, orchestrated by God to bring His Heart’s cry for our city into the atmosphere. Continue reading

To Be Given an Hour

The other day, a friend posted something that said, “If you had an hour to spend talking with someone, who would it be with” (or something like that). I immediately thought of my dad, Paul Bonde. And since then, at different moments, I’ve thought about him, and most of those thoughts have traveled with tears, tears that flow like a river inside but barely show on the outside, tears that speak of joy, sadness, hope. Because I’ve been feeling so much about it, I thought I’d share it with you.   Continue reading