silent
inside Your heart
waiting
to hear Your will
watching
for the movement of Your voice Continue reading
Author: Laura Lee Bonde
Strength of Love
If you’ve been keeping up with my posts, you’d know how time consuming these past few weeks have been, with my ex-husband in town. It took me over a day to recover and almost a week to catch up on flag making. (I’m still not caught up!) During this time, I also haven’t gone to see Lee in the park, and yesterday, God prompted me to do so.
There was a part of me that didn’t know how he would react to my visit, since I’ve been so busy with family and the business, but nothing stops me (normally) from following God’s voice, so regardless of how I “felt,” I took him some lunch. Continue reading
“Knowing How To Win”
no one told me – I was dead
no one told me – I was free from sin
no one told me – All that I had gained
when I believed – in Your Name Continue reading
“Foundation Matters”
standing in the waters
knowing that You’re there
afraid of nothing
watching the waves go by
unaffected
protected by Your Love Continue reading
Among the Waves
Yesterday, I met some friends at the beach, and we had a really good time. It’s funny how God works, how He talks, what and who He speaks through. As I was watching the kids in the water, God spoke.
Out in the waves was a daddy with his little girl. He was holding her hand, and every time a wave crashed into them, he would lift her up to keep her head out of water, and as the wave passed, he would hold onto her, so she wouldn’t drift away, and amidst me watching them, God said, “That’s what I do,” and He continued.
“As the waves of life come crashing into you, I hold you by the hand and keep you above water, so you won’t drown, and so you won’t be carried away. I keep your head above the waters.”
It was so general and so personal. I wonder how many things dads do out of “instinct,” all the while prompted by God to reflect His love. It was so amazing.
My kids had so much fun. We stayed from eleven in the morning until five-thirty in the afternoon, which was very unusual for us. We’ve always been the type of family that goes in the water, dries off, and goes home. We never stay very long, but this time, we were all fine with staying. We left so late that we hit traffic, but it didn’t bother us because we had so much fun in the car together. Next time, we’re going on one of Katie’s days off, so she’ll be with us.
“Victory of Identity”
they call me victorious
yet friends walk away
they call me victorious
yet bills pile up
victory isn’t about what you have or who you’re with
victory is knowing who you are in Him
the One Who is VICTORIOUS
open your eyes to hear
open your ears to see
and follow your heart
Victorious Nightmare
Last night, I had the weirdest (and scariest dream). Here it goes.
It started off with the church marrying me, Carolyn, and someone else off, but I can’t remember who the someone else was. The church chose the people and set everything up. We were all sitting in a room, and then it hit me: I didn’t even know the heart of the person, which is super important to me, so we all took off, but before we did, we got a hold of the names of who we were to marry, so me and the kids went on a journey to see who the church had picked. Continue reading
Good Reflection
Yesterday, I was reminded of how I used to live with expectations of people, and it was very unhealthy for me, but at the time, I didn’t even notice it.
Before I got sober, which was almost ten years ago, I used to struggle A LOT, and I expected everyone who had money to help me. I mean…they had the money, so why not? I just didn’t understand what the big problem was. AND to top it all off, most of the time, I expected people to help me without asking them. Well, that wasn’t a good way to live. Continue reading
Murky Waters
On Saturday (in late afternoon), I decided to take a bath, which is a strange time of day for me to do that because, normally, I like it dark, candles lit, etc., but sometimes, I think God prompts us to do things so He can speak to us while we’re doing them, and this just so happened to be one of those times.
Since I usually do this at nighttime, it was a little odd being able to see. Shortly after being in the water, I scratched my arm and noticed gunk under my nails, so I rinsed them off in the water. Even after washing, I scratched my arm and collected dead skin, and rinsed my hand in the water again. (Trust me, this is going somewhere.) Right about then, my eyes were opened. Continue reading
Worship Flags and Infinity Scarfs 