prayer

Walking the Streets

| Laura Lee Bonde

Yesterday morning, my friend, Sal, and I met at the Lemon Grove trolley station to see what God had in store for people. It was the second time we’d seen each other, but you would’ve thought we’d known each other for a while because that’s the Kingdom connection we all have in Christ.

When we came together, we were both sharing how we used to “need” outreaches to reach out to people but now, that’s not the case because it’s turned into a lifestyle for each of us. We met to teach another young man how to pray on the streets, but he ended up not coming, so Sal and I decided to change the world without him. Continue reading →

Wanting to be Seen

| Laura Lee Bonde

Yesterday afternoon, I met up with some friends to pray for people downtown. We started from in front of Horton Plaza and followed where the Spirit led us. There were so many amazing stories of what God was doing, but as we were praying for one young man, God told me to write about him.

As we were walking along, one from our group stopped to talk to a man leaning against the wall. I’m not sure if anyone in our group wants to be named, so I’ll leave their names out, but after talking to this young man named Michael, I KNEW God wanted me to write about him, so I asked for his permission, and he said, “Yes.”

[Michael, if you’re reading this, I love you; we all love you; you’re an amazing young man; you’re not just an acquaintance; you’re our friend, so keep in touch; God has amazing plans for you!!] Continue reading →

Convenience of Prayer

| Laura Lee Bonde

Lately, I’ve been invited by some friends to dance at a church in La Mesa, and I’ve been welcoming their invitation to worship. This past Sunday after church, Corrie and I were coming out of a 7-11 convenience store, laughing (as usual).

Without knowing, we almost dressed identical, so we were joking about how everything was the same: our outfits were the same, our waters were the same, our Jesus was the same…as we were giggling and displaying this, a young man joined in, lifted his ice coffee, and said, “Our coffee is the same!” Well, to me, that’s an invitation to talk, so I stopped. Continue reading →

The Language of Coke

| Laura Lee Bonde

On Monday, so much went on, and each moment deserves its own story, but sometimes, there’s not a moment to write, or God has me to wait. This morning, He’s asked that I tell you about a hospital visit that happened that day.

To bring you up to speed…I had read about a woman friend of mine praying about having to make the decision to have her leg amputated below the knee or not. When I read that request to pray for her, I thought, “What a decision to have to make!”, and my heart just opened up for her, and I began to pray.

When you pray for someone, you grow closer to them, so over the weekend, I felt for this woman and told the kids I wanted to go visit her. Our Sunday ended up being packed full, so I told them I’d be going on Monday, and that’s what I did. Continue reading →

Swept Off My Feet

| Laura Lee Bonde

Yesterday was full of so much good and then some not so good, and throughout the entire day, God was writing through my heart. Actually, if you ever see me quiet, I’m probably writing on the inside. It happens a lot.

Have you ever been experiencing a difficult time in your life and heard the advice to read through “Job” in the bible? I’ll get back to that.

God had the day pretty well planned out: visit with a friend in the hospital; visit with Lee in the park; meeting a friend at my house; dropping off some paperwork for my son at practice; and then, the evening was open for making flags, so I thought, but after arriving at my sons’ practice, my time for flag making was, immediately, filled. Continue reading →

Stairwell of Prayer

| Laura Lee Bonde

So, last night after the Padre game, everyone was headed to the exits. We had sat near the very top and had a long ways down to go. The wait for the escalator seemed ridiculous, so we decided to take the stairs.

As we were walking down, along with a bunch of other people, I overheard a young man celebrating how that had been his first baseball game he’d ever seen all the way through. It was also his first time being sober at one. Continue reading →

Coffee and Prayer

| Laura Lee Bonde

Well, I believe God is preparing me for more orders to pour in because, yesterday, my production tripled. Not only did I sew a bunch of flags, but two orders were delivered and one order was picked up. Bring it on, God; I’m ready!

As I was delivering flags, I planned to meet my friend at a coffee shop, which ended up being in a grocery store, so we changed our meeting place to an espresso shop in the same plaza.

While crossing the parking lot to wait for my friend, I noticed a woman smoking a cigarette, waiting for her friend to finish talking with people. I went up to her and started chatting with her. Continue reading →

Change of Focus

| Laura Lee Bonde

Last week, I was at a church service, and a young missionary was sharing about all the miraculous things God had done while on this trip. This person was listing off hundreds of miracles, signs, and wonders: blind eyes seeing, deaf ears hearing, salvations, etc., and then from the congregation, someone yelled out if any dead were raised. There was a slight pause. Since then, God’s had much to say about that. Continue reading →