March 5, 2026 Jason Bonnicksen CARDS, CALLS, AND CONNECTIONS 365 DAYS OF THANKSLIVING — DAY 95 They say you can’t teach an old dog new tricks, but at 57, I think I’ve finally mastered the best trick of all: the art of the chill.Today wasn’t about hustle or high-octane celebrations....
Their little birthday gifts might have seemed small to them, but they’re huge to me. I thank God for...
Well, seeing as I’m turning 57 in two days, I figured, “Happy birthday to me!” Zip went the credit card, and presto, I was the new owner of ...
March 2, 2026 Jason Bonnicksen THE GRACE OF DIALOGUE 365 DAYS OF THANKSLIVING — DAY 92 You’ve all been following my blog for some time, knowing that, with the exception of my nightly posts, I’m rarely on Facebook these days. Too much drama, ya know? But in a moment of...
March 1, 2026 Jason Bonnicksen THE SAUCY SERENDIPITY OF DAY 91 365 DAYS OF THANKSLIVING — DAY 91 Friends, guess what? We officially hit Day 91.Yep, do the math—we are exactly one-quarter of the way through this whole "365 Days of Thanksliving" gig. Honestly, looking back over the last three...
February 28, 2026 Jason Bonnicksen THE WEIGHT OF TODAY 365 DAYS OF THANKSLIVING — DAY 90 Do you ever have those days when you just don’t feel like yourself? Today, I’ve been far more somber than my usual, jovial self. I don’t remember waking up feeling the way I do...
Jesus said that there is no greater love than to lay down one’s life for their friends. I have never been convinced otherwise; everyone I know who’s ever served gladly would do that very thing for their buddy in the bunker next to them, or for the innocent down the...
February 26, 2026 Jason Bonnicksen AN 8000K SMILE 365 DAYS OF THANKSLIVING — DAY 2 This morning, I had the pleasure of visiting with two treasured friends. Both are in their mid-90s, and just months apart. While their physical bodies aren’t as strong as they used to be, their minds...
I mean, we weren’t exactly plunged into the Dark Ages, or even back to 1987. But tech-wise? It definitely felt like 1997 all over again. Cue the screeching dial-up modem sounds.
I stood there watching this creature—who was a tripping hazard twelve hours ago—scramble across the floor with pure, unadulterated joy, and I couldn't help but laugh.
Throughout the day, I reflected on how easy it is to take for granted life’s non-events. But then, when I considered the Nor’easter that nailed the upper East Coast this morning, anybody can be one hour or heartbeat away from life flipping on a dime. There but for the grace...
Thank you, Heavenly Father, for filling my cup this afternoon. Like me, may others find the rest and renewal they need in Your Word.