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.



Thursday, June 14, 2012

I CAN'T DRAW! Or. . .can I?

When my second born son was around 3-4 years old, looking adorable like this. . .

I have a memory stored in my mind that always makes me smile as I now watch him at 19.  All those years ago, he would sit at the dining room table with his brother, five years older and they would draw.  My younger one, Christopher, one day out of frustration, threw his pencil on the floor and in a quivering, teary eyed voice,  said rather loudly, I CAN'T DRAW!  I'LL NEVER BE ABLE TO DRAW!

"A work of art which did not begin in emotion is not art"
Paul CeZanne

I would tell him it just takes practice and not to give up.  He could have.  Many do.  But when God gives you a talent, it is hard to walk away. Christopher picked up the tools and began to draw again the next day. . .and the next, and the next, and the next.

"Creativity takes courage"
Henri Matisse

 Ever since, when he has free time, he draws.  I believe art has been therapy for him at times, it's been his friend and companion, God speaks to him through art.

"Painting (drawing) (art) is the grandchild of nature.  It is related to God."

At the tender age above, Christopher made many drawing for me, his mother.  Do you think I threw them away as he grew older?  Certainly not!  I framed them. . .

"Art is not what you see, but what you make others see."
Edgar Degas

When pencil slides against paper, I glance over at him.  Sometimes he looks as if in deep thought, pondering at times, and at others, I catch him smiling as he continues to see the picture come to life in front of him.  When God works through us, we can't help but smile.  And that makes this momma smile.  She sees her son in his element.

"Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life."
Pablo Picasso

Thank you Father for giving my son this talent; thank you for helping him to pick up that thrown down pencil all those years ago and to practice, practice, practice. Thank you for replacing that frustration with joy.  In his humble spirit, I know he wants to honor you and give you glory through his art.  This momma is proud of him for so many reasons, but my heart still swells when I see that little boy pick up his pencil and go again. Bless him Father as he seeks to bless you. 

They say "practice makes perfect."
I believe if you take your God given talents and use them for His Glory, His light will shine through whatever that talent is. . .what do you think?

portraits by Christopher Bridgman

"Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for men."
Colossians 3:23


Denise said...

Such a precious post.

Reformed rebel said...

God has definitely blessed him!

Lisa Maria said...

Wow! Christopher is so talented! This was an amazing testimony Kris and I do agree with you...we all should be using our talents for His Glory. My third, Brigitte, loves art too and is taking it for exams next year...I see that in her too, she does a piece of art whenever she is troubled,,it seems to soothe her soul. Loved this!

Thoughts for the day said...

Wonderful pictures and such talent.
I took 4 years of art and never pursued it. Probably should have, perhaps in my retirement years.