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.



Tuesday, July 26, 2011


What makes us wait?  For a mother to be, she has to wait 9 months for her precious babe to enter the world.  And then there is the labor.  For some of us, like me, I had to wait 19 hours before my precious first born came out to meet me.  My husband and I waited 18 years to see our precious one walk across the stage in cap, gown, and honors cord to receive his high school diploma.  Keith and I waited for 12 years to see if our prayers would be answered when finally the letter came stating our first born was awarded the 4 year scholarship to college.  At the end of the first semester, we received another letter stating our son had lost his scholarship because he had made poor choices in deciding after 7 weeks, and behind our backs, to not go to school anymore.  For the past 5 years, we have waited for our prodigal to return.  He came, he left, he came, he left.  He still has not returned all the way.  We still wait.

Abraham had to wait 25 years for the fulfillment of a promise.  After Noah was told to build the ark, he waited 120 years for the rain to come.  The Israelites waited 40 years before seeing the Promised Land.

Waiting happens for all kinds of reasons.  Some are physical, some wait because of disobedience, lessons needing to be learned, others need to make choices and sometimes because God’s timing is different from our own.

God promises to never leave us or forsake us.  I know this first hand.  In all my waitings, He has been right there. I wasn’t always patient in the beginning for waiting is not easy.  But in the waiting, God is teaching me more and more to trust Him completely. . .in everything. Learning that kind of trust builds those spiritual muscles that keep us from slipping down into a pit. If we have already fallen into a pit, our loving God goes down there with us and will help us with a workout until we are strong enough to climb out. And He is right there beside us cheering us on as we climb and enter the world again.   Those muscles becoming stronger is what gets us out there with a smile on our face, feeling compassion for others, serving and focusing elsewhere while our heart is waiting in stillness.

Speaking of hearts, how patient Jesus must be to wait for all of us to come to Him, to open the door of our hearts and invite Him in.  “Behold, I stand at the door and knock…”.  He waited 12 years for me.  How long did He wait for you?  Is He still waiting?

In our waiting, we can have hope; hope in our Fathers promises.  After 25 years of waiting, the fullfilllment of Abraham's promise was birthed.  After 120 years, Noah's rain came.  After 40 years, the Israelites saw their Promised Land.  I don't know what my number will be, but I'm ok with that now.  Because I trust the Lord to do what needs to be done and in His timing. "Train a child in the way he should go and when he is old, will not depart from it."  I believe that and I'm standing on the promises.

I’m waiting with the light on at the door.  He’s waiting for you to open the door.  He’s holding out the greatest gift ever.  If you’ve excepted it, then you and I are waiting for something else ~ something glorious ~ ‘Come Lord Jesus”.

If you haven’t, open that door and accept. . . “Come Lord Jesus.”   I promise you will never regret it.

What are you waiting for?

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Reformed rebel said...

Kristin, such a great post. I know the Lord will answer all the prayers for your son. He is such an awesome GOD! Waiting is always hard but oh...how sweet the rejoicing and how big the party is going to be when all the waiting is over!

God bless you. Still praying for your son...Chelle

Dianne said...

Your writing touches my soul...I share your hurt..I know your pain..I sit and wait too. She calls sometimes..my heart use to leap..now my heart is afraid..afraid of going to that painful place again. I have struggled with how you forgive someone that hurt you so bad when they haven't asked for forgivness...then I remember Jesus's words..Forgive them..for they know not what they do..

Jen said...

Sometimes when I am waiting, all I can say is "A thousand years is like a day, a day is like a thousand years to You, Lord." It reminds me that I do not have the whole picture, but I do have a Savior that knows it through and through.

Lea Anne said...

great blog. I found you on A holy Experience

Lisa said...

Waiting is hard sometimes because we think God will move in our time. But His ways are NOT our ways. It's in the waiting that we learn to fully trust.

*****Shelly***** said...

I think waiting is one of the hardest things to do. It's in that time, though, that we are strengthened for our next season. And I am so thankful that He never leaves us alone in that place. Thanks for sharing :)

My daily walk in His grace! said...

Hi Kristin - Excellent post. The waiting is definitely the hard bit for me but I like how you say it 'builds spiritual muscles' for faith. Faith to know that the waiting has a purpose. He sees the big picture - we have to trust Him on that.
God bless

Lisa Maria said...

Thank you my friend for sharing such an honest and inspiring post. In this season of life I have a lot of waiting to do myself.

Recently I have been put into my own 'prodigal' situation. My eldest has not physically left hom (though she will be going back to college in a short while).. worse for me.. she has turned her back on God.. angry that he 'hasn't heard her prayers'.

So I wait on Him because I cannot open her mind back to Him.. only He can do that. Waiting and praying.. with you and for you as well. I know you do the same for me.

Love & Hugs

OkSoItsJenn said...

Thanks for sharing your heart. I've been waiting as well. It's the hardest thing I have ever done. I'm learning to lean completely on God. It's been quite the experience for me! Have a good day!!

GraceGal said...

Thanks for popping bu Extravagant Purse. I am enjoying your blog and checking out all the goodies on your sidebar. God Bless.

Shellye said...

What a heartbreaking, yet eloquent post. I don't even know what else to say, other than thank you for sharing your heart. My heart is broken for you and Keith. But God is good and He WILL answer you. That much, I believe.

Hugs to you...Shellye

Joan said...

You have a beautiful blog here!

Oh yes, waiting is hard, but your faith and trust in God will get you through. And yes, one day that prodigal will return home.

I was a prodigal daughter for a number of years, but Jesus drew me back to Him.


"Ima" said...

Waiting in so hard! Thank you for this reminder-to wait, because in our waiting, there is purpose. There is a beautiful song in the movie "Fireproof" that talks about waiting-"while I wait, I will serve You". It is called While I'm Waiting by John Waller. If you haven't heard it, it is beautiful. It has been a source of encouragement to me in the waiting.