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.



Monday, April 9, 2012

Teresa; Once was Blind but Now She Sees

Teresa didn’t ask for her mother to die when she was little.  She didn’t ask for beatings as a little girl from her father, the man who should have protected her.  A little girl should have the right to be brought up in a home filled with safety and love and teachings that will help her to become a strong woman, not to be raised up to be filled with anger and bitterness and not know what to do with all that emotion.

Some children who are raised like this begin to cut themselves to feel the pain and then to let it out.  Some try to gain control by controlling the one thing they can, their eating habits.  Anorexia and Bulimia then sets in to create even more pain.  Some turn to drugs and/or alcohol.  Some try and some succeed at suicide.  Teresa in her pain became rebellious resulting in her becoming homeless at the age of 14, having no where to go but to the beach.

How does a 14 year old girl, not a child and yet not a woman, make it out there in a great big adult world?  She does what she can to survive the best she knows how.  Teresa did not witness a good role model in the home as to what a good father and husband should be.  As she grew older, she began to pick men that was not good for her, but how they were, was familiar to her.  It’s what she knew.  As she became older over the years, she found herself homeless again with three children.

There are different reasons for people being homeless.  The majority is from bad choices.  And if you’ve been raised by people who are making bad choices, choices that have hurt you, the children grow up not knowing how to deal with the negative emotions.  It’s inevitable they are going to grow up making bad choices and gravitating towards what they know; what’s familiar even if it is not good.

When you see a homeless person, more than likely they are not and have not felt loved and safe for a long time.  This tends to harden ones heart and spirit.  Before we judge them from our nice comfy sofa in our nice warm home, let’s think about what we are doing.  Are we out there showing them there is a love greater than what man can offer?  Are we telling them about this great love that died for them and then conquered death on the cross so that they could live forever in Heaven with God?  Are we telling them about the Hope that we have received? Or do we point that imaginary finger in disgust, judging?  What have you done wrong this week?  How would it feel to have God’s finger pointing at you with harsh judgment?  Instead, His Son Jesus Christ holds out his nail pierced hands in love toward you . . . . .and to them.

I wonder if we all would let that love of Christ pour out onto these people, if it would not soften the hardened heart.  I wonder if homeless people were loved with unconditional love, taught who Christ is, not just that He is God’s Son, but that He can be their Savior and Lord; if we exhibited patience and kindness, grace and mercy as the Father has shown us, if we could point them into the direction of the cross and then into the direction of more help for their situation, I wonder. . . .could homelessness end?  With God all things are possible!

We live in a fallen, sinful world but God didn’t leave us alone to deal with it.  Teresa felt alone and tried to fill that with men.  It wasn’t until she totally surrendered to her Savior and made Him Lord of her life at the small kitchen table, that she realized He was all she needed.  She doesn’t need a man anymore. God may bless her one day with a man, a good man, if He so chooses, and that would be a blessing.  But her hope is not in man anymore, it is in Jesus Christ, her Lord and Savior. He has blessed her with forgivness in her heart for others, a good job, a good home, and five children she is a loving, godly mother to and a church home that she faithfully serves in.

Oh people!  (I'm talking to myself here as well) We have a responsibility and as believers we’ve been commanded to go tell the Good News.  The Bible doesn’t say to just go share with the nice, pretty people in the salon and with your next door neighbor, and the guy in the three piece suit.  Jesus came for the sick and dying and these just mentioned may be just that and need to hear the Good News and feel Christ’s love, but so do the ones out on the street, in the alley’s, underneath the bridge, and on the park bench. Even the young, sad, 14 year old girl sleeping on the beach. 

If someone is reading this and is thinking, I cannot physically go, then pray.  Pray for the people who need to hear, pray for the ones who can go, pray for the Lord to bring them to you.  Pray our hearts will grieve for the lost, hurt, and dying, for their eyes to open so that they may see, so that they can say, I was lost but now am found. O amazing grace!

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ells said...

Thank you for these words...for the voice God has given you. I was listening to an 89 year old man and he was talking about wesley...when wesley impacted England, he did not got to the intellects...to the people of position..he went to the poor...the needy and isn't that what Jesus did too? blessings to you as you continue to follow where God leads.

Cora from Hidden Riches said...

Isn't it amazing what God can do with all of our scars, mistakes, and wrong thinking????!!!! This week, I'm helping someone celebrate her 5 year milemarker for sobriety and faith in God. It has been my greatest joy to hear her story and where she came from and where God has brought her thus far. Kristin, keep telling these stories. They are such an inspiration and have moved me to do something and become involved. Thank you for that!

Denise said...

Bless you for this post. I am praying.

Pamela said...

A good challenge -- allowing God to pour out His love to all. Why do we try to limit Him? Maybe because we are more comfortable with those in our own social setting. I hope many read this and are as challenged as I am.

Jen Ferguson said...

This here made me see: "When you see a homeless person, more than likely they are not and have not felt loved and safe for a long time."

May we see with His eyes, may we pray what is on His heart, may we love like Him.