I read on Facebook today that the History of Future Folk is leaving Netflix tomorrow and I am super sad about it because it’s an amazing movie with incredibly good music.
Here’s a video of the guys live at Pete’s Candy Store in Brooklyn back in 2014.
I definitely think I’m going to have to buy the movie after it’s no longer available on Netflix because it truly is cinematic gold.
Go watch the History of Future Folk while you still can and then go binge watch their videos on YouTube.
Hondo.
Here’s a little tune I’ve been working on. I don’t know if I’m done with it yet. Maybe I’ll add a bridge or something. I definitely don’t have an ending yet. If you even sorta like it, share it on Facebook because I’m taking an FB hiatus. I still have my account, I’m just not getting on there.
Thanks!!!!
A heart is a fragile thing. It has four chambers: one to fill with sorrow, one with love, one with longing and one, secrets.
And like an old home, we store our old things in the chambers, things we cannot bear to throw away. We wander from chamber to chamber, holding these things in our hands, letting them soak into us, feeling every fear, pain, joy, cheer and grief until it overwhelms.
Sometimes we stay too long in a chamber and we can’t seem to find our way out again. The fragile walls of the chamber squeeze in around us, suffocating us, paralysing us. We wallow in our sorrow too long and our skin becomes pruny, hanging from us like the droopy jowls of a basset hound. We love too deeply and the sting of unrequited feelings burns us until we become numb. We sink into longing until the ache tightens our chest becoming a corset, leaving us gasping for air. Our secrets isolate us in a tower of our own making and our own destruction.
The heart is a fragile thing, and a prison.
And in my life I’ve only ever known one who can release me from my prison, who can stop the walls from collapsing around me. Holy Spirit. He alone can ease suffering. He alone can reinforce the walls of the four chambers to keep them from falling in around us.
““The Spirit of the Lord GOD is upon Me, Because the LORD has anointed Me To preach good tidings to the poor; He has sent Me to heal the brokenhearted, To proclaim liberty to the captives, And the opening of the prison to those who are bound; To proclaim the acceptable year of the LORD, And the day of vengeance of our God; To comfort all who mourn, To console those who mourn in Zion, To give them beauty for ashes, The oil of joy for mourning, The garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; That they may be called trees of righteousness, The planting of the LORD, that He may be glorified.””
Isaiah 61:1-3 NKJV
The heart is a fragile thing, but it doesn’t have to be a prison. It can be a temple, a place of divine contemplation. Instead of sorrow, joy. Instead of being broken by love, we are renewed by it. Instead of longing unfulfilled, we are content beyond measure. Instead of secrets to isolate, honesty to open us.
These are Holy Spirit’s doings.
My only job: when my heart becomes a prison I must remember who liberates me.
The heart is a fragile thing, but I’ve given it to the one who restores all things.
Sometimes instead of saying “shut up”, my girls and I say “gently close up”, because “shut up” is rude. So if you couldn’t tell by the title, this post is about shutting up.
As I was worshipping my God this morning, I was impressed that I needed to shut up. Lol. Or more specifically, I realized that as Christians we often treat prayer and worship as a time to entreat God to enact change in the world. And that’s not a wrong idea. It’s just not the end. It’s not the only purpose of prayer and worship.
Prayer and worship can also be a time for God to enact change in us.
But if we don’t stop talking about the change we want to see God enact in the world, we miss the change God wants to enact in us.
Psalm 46:10
“He says, “Be still, and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth.””
He is God. He will be exalted. He’s not too worried about it. You, BE STILL for a few minutes so He can be exalted in YOU.
I don’t have much more to say. I could actually, ironically, talk a lot about being silent. But I’m not gonna type your ear off today.
Just “gently close up” for a few minutes and be still, let Him enact change in you.
Amen. The end. Hasta la vista, baby.
Every Day Bonnie 
