ministry

An Empty Booth

| Laura Lee Bonde

The other night, I had a booth at the Rock. As much as I just wanted to “be” there for others, I was still short on rent and needed to sell some flags.

Right off the bat, a young woman stopped by the booth, entranced by the beauty of the flags. As I told her about them and about my testimony, she filled with joy!

She said, “No way! I’ve never heard anyone be so open like that. I used to be trafficked. No one’s ever said that! I’m just blown away right now! That just made my day! Thank you!” And I believe THAT is why I was supposed to be there, but still, I had hours left and flags to sell, so I was ready for the night (or so I thought). Continue reading →

For the One-on-One

| Laura Lee Bonde

For the most part, since the beginning of the year, only a handful of women have come to JC’s Girls (and not all at one time). There’ve been many times when no one’s showed up at all, and that’s okay.

The ministry wasn’t started for a group that already existed. No, the ministry was started for women to have a place to go for prayer support and for the teaching of freedom.

Last night, I didn’t expect anyone to show up but wanted to be there in case anyone did, and wouldn’t you know it…someone showed up. Continue reading →

Divine Friendship

| Laura Lee Bonde

Yesterday was a busy day: emergency room in the morning, lunch in the park with Lee, caring for Nathan, and meeting a friend at UTC mall to catch up a little, but little did we know, our catching up had a purpose in heaven, and the encounter must’ve scared the enemy back to hell.

Chris and I had a plan to meet at the mall to talk about Kingdom living, but what we had planned was totally different than what heaven was brewing. When we searched for a place to sit, the only shaded area was next to a woman, who was about to leave, so we sat next to her (thinking we were taking her spot) and ended up getting to know her for over two hours. It was amazing! Continue reading →

A Picture of Love

| Laura Lee Bonde

The two thousand and fifteen porn convention has passed, but there’s something that still lingers in the air: Love. Those who were driven there by their flesh were satisfied yet empty. For those of us who were led by our spirits, our hearts were heavy and felt broken by what we saw, but God’s Love filled the atmosphere and invaded lust. By the end of the weekend, girls were showing less, the music was less vulgar, and walls were coming down. Continue reading →