I’m glad the love of “coffee” isn’t the root of all evil.
Author: Laura Lee Bonde
“HEADS or Tails”
having one mind
the mind of Christ
mysteries revealed
never hidden
knowing Him
to such a degree
of living WITH Him
eternally
never wanting
never needing
darkness
to survive
having been
on the other side
I can tell you
Light prevails
no more waking
unknowing
no more passing out
to sleep
no more selling
what was His
no more lying
to get it right
flip the coin
until it lands on Him
and choose to live
on the other side
Crossing Wires
Yesterday, I gave my friend and her dog a ride to one of those mobile neuter buses, and if you know me, that’s a HUGE thing.
Normally, I don’t let animals in my vicinity, let alone my car, but when my friend asked for a ride a little while ago, I didn’t even hesitate to say yes because she’s my friend, and “most of the time,” my love for people overrides my likes or dislikes…most of the time, and I’m so very glad that I let God create our yesterday. Continue reading
“Body Language”
(a song)
I’m not gonna
hide from pain
I’m not gonna
hear what they say
I’m not gonna
turn & walk away from You Continue reading
“Hard Questions”
in time of need
it’s okay to ask for help
many times
we look to God for a solution
when all the while
we ARE the solution Continue reading
“Sentence Schemes”
it’s funny
but not
how words
can affect
your plans
“America”
the land of the free
of false freedom
freedom to not feed
the homeless
freedom to pay
for healthcare Continue reading
“Quality Time”
if you didn’t know who I was
would you want to know me
if I was merely in the crowd
would you approach me
being seen isn’t
being known
and
being known isn’t
being seen
how do we come to know each other
or pretend to
how do we come to love each other
or pretend to
the time we invest
matters
and when there is no time
is one forgotten
“Under My Skin”
sometimes when I dance
I remember how I used to dance
not as a stripper
but when I first started dancing
for Him
has it changed?
does it matter?
as I grow closer
if that’s even possible
will the movements change
or is my dance
my dance
in the arms of Him
Who twirls me in His Love
