Why a blog from me, someone who has never been a writer, someone who has never been articulate or had a solid grasp of the grammar world. Because God told me to write. Several years ago a life storm invaded my family. God kept telling me to write it all down. I argued, but He would not let up. This went on every day for a couple of weeks until one day out of frustration, (I'd like to say it was out of obedience), I picked up a pen and paper and wrote for 7 hours straight! Do you think maybe I needed therapy and God knew it?

I've been writing ever since and have learned to love it! I started out sharing my stories with friends and family. I've now been published in a Nashville church paper, Our Daily Journey (a devotional site of RBC Ministries), PCCWeb Daily Devotional, Ruby for Women Ezine Magazine, and I am a contributor in the book Alabaster Jars, Life in Abundance Collection 2.

Why Ponderings? During this life storm, God led me to a pond in the woods behind my home. There He met me each time, teaching new lessons, reminding me of old ones, showing His presence and allowing me to feel His love through the surroundings of that pond. I found myself returning over and over to ponder, pray and praise. A healing of my heart took place and out of the experience came my first book, Ponderings From the Pond, then a second book, Ponderings From My Porch, and now a third book is in the works along with a memoir about my storm.

Why am I making myself so vulnerable? Because God has done so much that I cannot keep quiet. I have to share. Jesus's last words to his desciples were, "Go,tell." We are his disciples too and this is just one of my ways of telling.

I'm no scholar but I have heard God's voice in my spirit, experience His love daily, and have a desire for others to experience this also. I would love to share with all who visit and I would love to hear from you. If my sharing gets just one to ponder, to be quiet with the Father, to see and hear from Him or to be reminded of something from Him, then this is worth my vulnerability.

As you visit me, sometimes we will be at the pond, sometimes we will move to the front porch, and sometimes we will just be here, there, and yonder. Thank you for coming and please feel free to come back anytime, you are always welcome here.

May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight, O Lord, my Rock and my Redeemer.

Psalm 19:14


My first book, Ya Know What I'm Say'n, has been released.



Sunday, February 27, 2011

Road Kill and Clothing

           We live on a two lane country road called New Cut Road. The first year we were here, my boys said it should have been named Road Kill Road.  After many trips up and down this country path, we’ve seen our share of expired rabbits, raccoons, squirrels and some you just had to guess on.
            I saw the strangest thing one day from my rocking chair on the front porch.  A car drove by slowly past my house and disappeared.  Then a couple of minutes later it drove by again from the other direction and stopped.  There were four guys inside.  One of them got out, picked up a dead raccoon from the side of the road, put it in the car and drove off.  I was bewildered.  What did they want with a dead raccoon?  All I could think of was maybe they wanted to skin it and have the hide.
            I don’t know why but Genesis 3:21 came to mind.  It says,
            “The Lord God made garments of skin for Adam and his wife and clothed them.”  Just one little inconspicuous line.  There is not even a footnote on this particular sentence.  But there is a lot in this verse if you think about it.
            At this time, an animal had never been killed.  The creator of the animals was the first one to kill and it was all because of disobedience on the part of Adam and Eve.  They ate from the tree God told them not to.  Before this, they felt no shame in their nakedness because of their innocence, but afterwards, because of their sin, they felt shame and they hid from God putting up a barrier.  God, I’m sure, felt so disappointed in them, in their bad choice, and the barrier that was put up between them.
            But notice what God did.  He killed the first animal and made clothes for them.  To me, this is such a loving act.  And, just as He always does, provided for them what they needed so they would be comfortable to come out from hiding.  Yes, they had to pay consequences, but God didn’t leave them floundering in their nakedness.
            And God doesn’t leave us either.  He did give us free will to make choices but He is always there waiting when we want to drop the barriers that we have put up ourselves.
            In the beginning God sacrificed the first animal to clothe his first two children.  Generations later, He sacrificed His son to provide the clothing of righteousness to all His children who want to exchange their sin for this wonderful covering.
            I don’t know what the guys did with the raccoon from my street.  It certainly isn’t going to clothe anyone.  But it did bring a beautiful reflection to me of our loving creator, our provider, our tailor.

God made him who had no sin to be sin for us, so that in Him we
Might become (clothed) in the righteousness of God.
ll Corinthians 5:21

" naming offers the gift of recognition...the naming of moments is truly a holy work."  Ann Voskamp

151.  funny scenes from my front porch
152.  coverings
153.  my Heavenly Tailor
154.  porch swings
155.  reflections
156.  piano lessons for little hands
these big hands could enjoy playing
157.  sounds of a rain at night while in bed
158.  giggles and hugs from little girls


Lisa said...

I enjoyed reading how you turned a very strange incident on your street into a reminder of God's amazing provision for us! Great post! (I liked your list too.)

Jenn said...

Great post! God certainly is a wonderful provider! We live on a dirt road way out in the country and most often when guys around here pick that stuff up it is to bate for coyote hunting.

Sunny Simple Life said...

I love this post. The sound of rain at night instantly takes me back to my childhood. Very comforting.

Anonymous said...

Interesting how you posted this around the same time that the Lord showed me that we all are born naked and naked (without all the things we hide behind here on earth) we'll stand before our King. Some will be clothed with the blood of Jesus, and unashamed :)

Keep them coming Kristy!!