Every Pathway Led to Joy

“Through her masterful grasp of language, Bonnie imparts unique wisdom that can be learned only through trials, victories, and a life lived with steadfast faith.” —Nic Lesmeister, Executive Pastor, Gateway Church Every page of this book carries both joy and struggle.  I didn’t write from ideology but from living, learning, and trusting God through it…

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I’m delighted to share about my new book, “A Roadmap to Joy: Find Your Way in a World of Discontent.”  The book comes from a very tender place in my heart. For years I have wrestled with the tensions that so many of us feel: longing for joy while walking through disappointments, pressure, uncertainty, and…

Language

Lofty thoughts, which become ideals and hopefully–actions like forgiveness, freedom,  liberty, holiness, purity, redemption, atonement, justice, retribution, love, kindness, patience, or equality begin as seeds planted in the souls of mankind by the Spirit of God hovering upon the treasure of the universe. As we mature to grapple–chew and swallow these, they break through concrete barriers with rapid force and power like…

Shelter

She moves with stealth behind the scenes of autumn, steadily edging toward the razor cold  and lacy veil of ice and crystal. Then quietly she falls, winter’s  glorious mystique reveals in a day. In layers, it descends and deeper it penetrates,  much more than surface. The chill and snow seeps below. But not to spurn. It’s the season of fireside reflections,…

Silver-Gilded Waves

When you are seeking to step into the deep end of the pool where silence reigns, the same rules apply for adults and children. Don’t hold your breath, grimace, or freeze all movement. Just relax and breathe. In and out. Slow and deep. Let the silver-gilded, healing waves roll over you until the outside din…

Hip Struck

Hip Struck I crave silence but not just any, rather the kind that slathers the soul like a soothing salve and leaves a blanket of protection, soft luxury upon the skin. The kind that penetrates the crusty rim and reaches the brittle reed within. Layers and layers of lanolin, silence swathes a path of healing,…

silent

silent moments quell the chaos, muffle the din and nourish the soul

Craving…

…Silence I am behind in everything. My house really needs to be cleaned, not just touched up. My laundry is chasing me around the room. And I have a newsletter, cover letter, thank you letter, appeal, update, and much more to write. Still… I am avoiding it all today… taking my deadlines to the brink. (I’ll be…