omfortif you don’t know Me
I want to be in your heart
if you do know me
I’m already there Continue reading
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Cleaning House
Yesterday, as I took out some trash, I decided to go into the garage and clean. If you know me, you know how unusual that is for me, but something motivated me to do so, and as I was cleaning, I figured out what that something was. Continue reading
Craving Goodness
Sometimes, I don’t understand how to fit in or if I want to. Sometimes, it feels like people make life seem harder than it needs to be. Sometimes, my parenting is questioned, so I question my parenting. Whatever the thoughts may be, I always remember to look at them through God’s eyes and only ponder thoughts that are in line with heaven. Continue reading
A Cry for Help
Today is August 31st. I’m hoping to pay rent by September 5th, so I’m asking for PREPAID orders to come pouring in.
Here’s a video of some different style flags I make and dance with:
*Ideally, I need to bring in money for 8 SETS of regular flags this week.*
If you’d like to order, please contact me.
Kid size $40/$60 single/matching set
Reg 5mm $50/$80
Reg 8mm $60/$100
Large $80/$140
Jumbo $100/$180
Butterfly $70/$140
Contact to order:
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Facebook message Laura Lee Bonde
Email laura82405@yahoo.com
Phone/text 619-341-3893
Addiction Knocked Away
Yesterday, we walked the street near the trolley station in Lemon Grove and met some really neat people: men just hanging out; Jehovah’s Witnesses who really didn’t want to talk with us; the owner of a smoke shop; etc, but there are a couple moments I feel led to share with you in detail, so here we go. Continue reading
“Heaven Invasion”
lost
forgotten
identity lost
drinking
for something
to do
stealing
for something
to eat
suicidal
to escape
reality Continue reading
“Love is Alive”
a heart that doesn’t know God
doesn’t know God
a heart that feels unloved
feels unloved Continue reading
Respect v. Rejection
Yesterday, for some reason, I began to think of the time when I began to “really” walk with God: with spirit, soul, AND body. Before, I’d worshiped God with spirit and soul…no problem, but to give Him my body seemed nearly impossible, until two thousand and nine. Continue reading
“Standing Regardless”
thrown to be stoned
eyes on the dirt
face wet from tears
hair stuck to it
men accusing from behind
maybe inside of her head Continue reading
Worship Flags and Infinity Scarfs 