Can a softened heart be hardened
Can one who feels so deeply become detached
from friends
from activities
from…
Can one night change the path of Continue reading
Author: Laura Lee Bonde
Clean Socks
A couple years ago, a friend called and asked if she could come over for prayer. As we were sitting on my bed, she started crying…weeping…bawling. In moments like those, rising to grab tissue may interrupt the Holy Spirit, so normally, I let the tears be wiped away, but this time, she “really” needed something more than a hand, and right next to me was a basket of clean laundry. I asked her, “Want a sock; it’s clean?” At the sound of that question, she lost it.
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“Take a Bow”
one by one
they filed through the door
no one looked familiar
one by one
they filed through the door
none were my friends
one
by
one
no one
the performance had started
maybe they were in the back
kneeling down behind a tree
walking through the space
no one looked familiar
smiling at strangers
no one
the final piece
flowed together
like a forest
we all joined hands
and bowed together
friends and family surrounding dancers
and there I stood
alone
no one came
“Grounded”
Planted
Rooted
Growth
a lifetime of change
a lifetime of seasons
standing tall
in the middle of it all
rising in the Son
dancing in the wind
withstanding darkness
“Memories that Remain”
Memories
Sometimes
better left forgotten
Sometimes
come forward too quickly
Sometimes
catch me off-guard
remind me of Continue reading
Bananas and Mayonnaise
When I had lunch with Lee on Tuesday (the day I actually remembered to pop the popcorn, the day I wasn’t sure if he’d be there), we had such a good chat. We always do, but because I had gone through my personal loss of our friendship by not knowing if he’d be there, I appreciated our chatting all the more, and we had a lot to talk about. Continue reading
Friends, Not Idols
Okay, guess what I did yesterday? I cried, but it was a good thing.
Yesterday morning, as I was packing a lunch for me and possibly Lee, I realized I needed to go shopping, which I did last night, but I totally ended up taking a “snack-lunch” (instead of a “sack” lunch (ha ha)): watermelon, popcorn, chips, pretzels, and hard boiled eggs, but it was so good, and I didn’t have to eat alone. Continue reading
“The Supernatural”
Seeing without vision
Hearing without sound Continue reading
Popcorn and Tears
Yesterday was too funny. In the morning, as I was packing lunch for me and Lee, at the last minute, I grabbed a bag of popcorn, figuring I’d pop it right before leaving for the park, so it would be warm. Good plan, huh? The Holy Spirit has the best plans, and they’d work great, if I’d follow them.
Work was getting in the way of me leaving for lunch, so I left a little late. As I walked up the hill from work, I realized I forgot to pop the popcorn, so I was taking a package of microwave popcorn kernels…no time to go back. I had cold pizza and sweets, so I continued on. Continue reading
Worship Flags and Infinity Scarfs 