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.



Saturday, February 11, 2012

Love Letter to the Homeless

As you sit under the bridge warming by the fire,
Do you know Him?

As you sleep under the stars weary and worn,
Do you know Him?

As you walk endless streets, hoping for change,
Do you know Him?

He sees your every move,
He know your every thought.
He waits. . .do you know Him?

His love covers a multitude of sins.
Your hurt, He can heal.
Do you know Him?

When a stranger brought an unexpected lunch,
He was there.

When another handed you a blanket and gave you a hug,
He was there.

When Salvation Army fed you,
He was there.

When Red Cross gave you a hot cup of coffee,
He was there.

When you were given a diagnosis,
He was there.

When Hope House gave you that pair of shoes,
He was there.

When you are weary,
Come and find His rest.

Come and find His love.
You are not forgotten

O dear one,
Do you hear Him?

You are loved!
You are loved!
You are loved!

1 comment:

ells said...

kristin...just beautiful...blessings to you as you continue to follow God's heart...