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, September 27, 2011

Twilight by Tim Bridgman

Tim is my oldest son.  He has played the piano since he was 5 years old.  When he turned 16 he began writing his own music.  Tim was an excellent son and big brother for 17 years, succeeding at everything he did.  Then at age 18, he stepped onto a different path and left everything good behind. 

The 4th definition of twilight in the dictionary says this. . .a condition of decline following success. This seems to describe his life perfectly over the last five years.  He is a very sweet young man who seemed to have gotten lost somehow.  I pray for the sun to rise soon in his life resurrecting the boy we once knew. . .the boy who had this music inside of him. . .It may be twilight now, but my hope is in the Lord who watches over him, and I know he will return all the way and the sun will shine again on him.

Tim wrote this song, Twilight, when he was 16 years old and is playing it on his electric keyboard.  The photography is my husband's.

For now, I listen and remember. . .listen with me and enjoy!


ells said...

Kristin...I feel speechless...these breath taking pictures accompanied by this beautiful music...there's an innocence in the song.
I can't imagine that ache in your heart...I will lift up Tim to the One who is able.
Thank you for your vulnerability...may a chorus of prayers rise with one voice before the throne.
Blessings and prayers

Lisa said...

Kristin, the music and photography are just beautiful!!!

Cora said...

I'm desparately looking for words to say, Kristin! I'm usually not one who has no words, but I am today. The music speaks --- speaks of talent, of a gifted soul, and of someone who is deep into what he is playing. Add to that, the photography. . . and my soul is hushed. I think I heard crickets, loons, a lonely crow, and the rustling of leaves in an evening's gentle breeze. Most of all, I heard the struggles of my own heart as I would sit in silence and watch those sunsets and I wondered . . . wondered where I fit, why God didn't just speak outloud, and was I crazy and just didn't get the whole thing of life and how to do it????? Somewhere in that music, I heard hope for a new day, finding a pathway home, and rest for a weary, searching soul! Thank you for this today. It meant so much to me!

Jen said...

This is beautiful and yet, I still feel the mommy heart in me ache for the lost son. I'm praying with you that he will seek after the heart of God, that he will be found by Him, and that God would put abundance and love in his path and that he would know who sends these amazing gifts.

Reformed rebel said...

This is a beautiful video Kristin. I pray for Tim that he will return soon to the One, and the family, who love him.

Anonymous said...

I agree with you that the Word of God will not return void in his life. You will see fruit abound in his life. Please pray for my oldest son, who has also made choices that deny his Christian upbringing...

Stacie said...


This is beautiful, in so many ways.
May God bless your son, in Jesus Name!


lynnmosher said...

Oh, Kristin, this is stunning! What beautiful images and sounds. I'm sure this tugs at your momma's heartstrings. Praying that someone will cross your prodigal's path and show him the way home. Be encouraged to continue a positive affirmation of his return. May the Lord bless you!

Lisa Maria said...

Beautiful and inspiring. Keith captures God's awesome creation so beautifully and it is clear to me that God blessed Tim with a talent to glorify Him. Paired together it was like the perfect worship of God. I do believe that this music still lives inside him and he WILL find his way home. Still praying and hoping with you. God's timing is always perfect!

Love you