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.



Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Tip Toe Through the Tulips

My firstborn is musical.  He had piano lessons for nine years, winning all kinds of trophies in competitions when he was younger.  He then learned the guitar.  He has written and composed his own music.  The first 4 1/2 years of piano lessons, I was his teacher.  I had a love for the piano and I think music is one of the things God gave to us to bond us even more.  Sitting next to each other on the piano bench was wonderful, although we had our moments of not so wonderfulness.  But then I believe every piano student has those moments, I know I did.

This precious one left 5 years ago before he was ready and much has happened. It felt like the enemy had broken our bond. It was painful to say the least! But the Lord is working and helping us fight the battle.  Lots of time goes by in between our precious one stepping over our threshhold.  But when he does, he and I seem to find our way back together again with music.  It is usually over the piano, or listening to him play his guitar.

This last musical instrument in his hands now is the ukelele. I can't look at a ukulele without remembering Tiny Tim from the 60's strumming his ekulele singing, Tip Toe Through the Tulips. The last time my Tim was over, we found ourselves on the sofa with him showing me the different chords.  I wanted to learn how to play a song he likes as well as me, Over the Rainbow.  So he went to google and printed off a sheet of ukelele chords and the music to this song and said he would leave the instrument with me so I could practice. I smiled that night as I lay in bed and heard second born son trying to play the song in his room. He will undoubtably learn it before me.

There is something wonderful about music. Not only do chords come together to string a beautiful melody together, but music is also a beautiful bonding tool to knit families back together. 

 Music can take away the anger, the hurt, and the awkardness and replace that space with love and forgiveness with the sweetest of sounds.Yes, love and forgiveness comes from the Father, but He so chooses to use whatever He sees fit for the occasion and for the individuals, and in our case, it is music. 

In those moments that were quiet, we hit the black and white keys together, we strummed the strings, and we have even sung together.  There is something healing about making music together.  When another relationship was healed after nine years, it was music, side by side on the piano bench that two sat and bonded back together singing for hours on end every day for that first couple of years. On that piano bench, music was made, tears were shed, love was given and prayers were offered.

As I pick up the ukelele to practice, I smile as I think how I'll hopefully surprise my son one day with an actual song and not just a bunch of random off key strumming.  My smile gets even bigger as I think how God is using music to bridge the gap that the enemy created . . .tiptoing through one song at a time. In my heart though, I am marching strongly to the beat of the drum. . .God's drum. And I believe my son's marching stride is becoming stronger, one beat at a time.  Yes, and the beat goes on. Forgiveness, healing, restoration, and the lovely sound of " I love you Mom" whispered into my ear at the end of the day. . . it's as lovely as a field of tulips.


Lisa said...

Still praying for your son, Kristin.

Kristin Bridgman said...

Thank you Lisa!

Jedidja said...

Music is something beautiful! My daughter plays guitar and I like to listen to her when she plays Bach. But also the Spanish dances make me happy. When I was 16, I played Ukulele! It has a nice sound.

What a beautiful picture of tulip fields. This spring, my husband and I have seen them, these fields. Beautiful.

I wish you God's love. His consolation / compassionate love softens our suffering.


Judith C Evans said...

Oh, how lovely! Thank God for the healing language of music.

Lisa Maria said...

Love how God uses so many things around us to bring about His Kingdom,to heal, to bridge spaces, link people who live far apart or who are emotionally separated.

Remember that saying "music soothes the savage beast"? I love music too, though I cant play any instruments, my dad's family were all musically inclined and two of my daughters so far are talented that way..one likes guitar and keyboard, the other loves the drum. Well, 'God works in mysterious ways, His wonders to perform' I am so happy for your joy and continue to pray!

Anonymous said...

God's Word does not return void, and I love the thought that God is using music as something that keeps the two of you together. When a child has turned from his foundation there is so much disagreement. Your lives are going in different directions. What a blessing that God has showed you something on which you can agree.
My son has currently taken a different path. He is still with us, but is pushing us towards some very difficult decisions. I feel your pain.

Jenifer said...

Kristin, I have finally made over to check your blog out! I love your site and can't wait to read more. :)

This is a lovely post. I can hear your mother's love in your words. I will be praying healing for your relationship.

Sweet Blessings~

Pamela said...

So precious. My daughters and husband share the music bond. I've added your son to my prayer list.


Reformed rebel said...

Somehow I missed this post. The Lord uses things we love to begin to heal the hurts. Music is so relaxing and soothing to our souls! I will be praying for your son and healing for your relationship.

Have a blessed Sunday...Chelle