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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 →

Panic Mode

| Laura Lee Bonde

Yesterday was full of things to do: give Carolyn and Katie rides, continue with flags, straighten out the insurance stuff with the hospital, tend to my foot, etc., and often times, I expect myself to do everything, and when I don’t, I come down pretty hard on myself.

In giving the girls rides, I was expected to pick them up: Carolyn at nine at night and Katie at ten forty-five at night. Piece of cake, right?! Well, everything else in my day went pretty smoothly, but by the end of the night, I was tired and in pain.

When Nathan and I returned home from picking up Carolyn, it was time to change my bandage, so I set everything up. This time, after changing it, it hurt more than usual, so Carolyn suggested I lay down. I agreed because I had been tired and just wanted to sit up in bed and read with God. My phone was almost dead, so I left it charging in the living room.

Can you tell where this is going? Continue reading →

One Year Anniversary

| Laura Lee Bonde
Baptism Sunset, Bahia Point, San Diego July 26, 2014
Baptism Sunset, Bahia Point, San Diego
July 26, 2014

For a long time, I thought that being a good Christian meant going to church and reading your bible. I really didn’t understand the depth of freedom that was possible, so I lived my life on the surface, but once I found out the truth and started to live it, God called me to be re-baptized, and I listened.

When you don’t know who you are in Christ, you’re bound to live life in a way that “seems” right but leads to spiritual darkness. That was the place I was living in: not declaring who I was, but always bringing up who I used to be and what I used to do. I’m not even sure if I’m explaining it right, but it’s how I lived, and it wasn’t very free at all. Eventually, I met someone who was freer than me and started listening. Continue reading →