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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

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My first book, Ya Know What I'm Say'n, has been released.


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Friday, May 18, 2012

Not More Than My Share

(repost)

 




One of the reasons I wanted to write the stories of the homeless was to give them a voice and then for the rest of the population to hear and to better understand who these people are.

There is a typical stereotype towards these people and yes, it may be true for some, it’s not true for all. And for the ones that it pertains too, I want people to take a step further past their stereotype and see why this person may be the way they are, why they are where they are, and who they are. I want us to see them through Jesus’ eyes, not our earthly eyes.

Over the last two years of our blanket ministry, I have noticed something that amazed me. Here are people who have nothing, or VERY little. Some are out on the park benches at night, under bridges, in storage sheds in the middle of winter. When I offer them the blankets and sleeping bags, if they are out in the weather, I want to give them more than one blanket. What I hear all the time is, “I don’t want to take more than my share, you give that to someone who could use it.” I’m thinking, who could use multiple blankets more than you?!” They are not greedy. They only take what they can get by with. They are not used to having more, not used to having extra.

I think about the times I used to go shopping and I would see a cute top I really liked. I couldn’t decide whether to get the white, black, or pink one so I would just get all three. I didn’t need all three. To be honest, I didn’t even need the one. I know others out there would say that if we work, have the money, we should be able to buy whatever we want. But I pondered as I looked at my full closet, just how much was needed. Did I need to have 8 pairs of jeans? Did I need to have the same tops and flip-flops in every color? I may be able to buy them, but what could I do better with the money that was spent on the things I didn’t need. I could buy food for the food pantries and how about toiletries to go with those blankets? Maybe I could buy 5 and 10 dollar food cards from the different eating places close by the homeless and give them away at Christmas time, or just anytime and say, “This is given with the love of Jesus.”

When I think about the homeless people’s line, “I don’t want to take more than my share”. . .I looked in my closet and thought, I have taken more than my share. And people don’t stereotype me. . .I don’t think they do. These people get looked down on, ignored, called names because they don’t have a home, they may drink, they may do drugs etc. I can tell you that in some of the best of homes, these same things are going on behind closed doors. These homeless people have no doors to hide behind. All that these people are, are out there for the world to see. But we just choose to ignore or to just see the surface. I want people to see further.

I want the homeless to be helped, given good gifts in the name of Jesus, given love and kindness. I want them to know and feel God’s forgiveness and feel His love, His peace, His grace and mercy. I want them to have more. When it comes to the gifts I just mentioned, don’t you want more? Do we deserve more grace and mercy and kindness and love than they do? I don’t think so. Jesus stretched out his arms on that cross, and said “I have all this to give to you, all of me. I don’t want just my share here, I want all of that, all of Him. When we take all of Him, there is more than enough to give to others. Let’s give the homeless more than what they think their share is. It’s much, much more than they know. Let’s tell them. Let’s show them. You just never know how God will use that to change a life. . .and I’m not just talking about theirs.

In the process, we will receive a gift. A gift that fills us up more than a closet full of colored tops and flip-flops.

(I realize that God will not direct everyone to minister to the homeless, he may direct you elsewhere and that is great! I just desire for you to think and see differently in your heart about the homeless if you have had negative thoughts. "God does not look on the outward appearance but at the heart." How are ours looking?)

5 comments:

Cora from Hidden Riches said...

Kristin, I have you to thank for opening my eyes and heart to the homeless. I've had much more than my share, believe me, and I've begun to look for ways to find better homes for it all. Recently, a thrift store of sorts has opened near me, one is is not for profit, but benefits the homeless. I'm amazed at the amount of donations, and the success of the program. I love the food card idea, and the next time I purchase a hamburger, I will do this. I forgot about that -- perhaps because of dieting and trying to eat healthier, I stay away from those places. But great idea, for sure! Thank you for this!

Brandee Shafer said...

Bless you for being a voice, also for being hands and feet.

Thoughts for the day said...

Yes I do agree. I was a nordstrom shopper when I worked and thought nothing of spending 100+ for a purse. Now I think, (are you kidding?) does it hold your must have's any better than a target special or one from fred meyers?
I also had sweaters to match every pant, shoes to match every sweater etc. Not needed. Basic black matches it all. My problem now is finding where to send my 'extra's too don't want to give them to good will. Last time I cleaned my closet out I gave a 7 boxes to a women's shelter. (big boxes) hope they didn't mind petite large sizes :0}

Janette@Janette's Sage said...

Amen...and it came closer to our home this week as our son ministered in Cambodia and the team went to the dump. I think we all need a reality check at times, because we do live with such abundance.

Stacie said...

This is beautifully written, Kristin. I'm glad that you are shedding light on the homeless, helping to give them a voice, and sharing the love of Jesus, and helping all of us to know the truth.