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.



Wednesday, January 23, 2013

Another Confession

my family is weird!

We probably seem like a nice, normal, quiet family out there in the public's eye. If I had a plaque to give my family, this would be it. . .

But the truth of it is. . .we are nice but normal. . .well. . .

When my boys were little, #1 son would always laugh as we were with our extended family, saying, "We are so weird." His grandmother, my mother, would say through her laughter, "I'm sorry, our family just has the weird gene and you inherited it."

Those were the good ol' days. . .lots of silliness, laughter, and weirdness all around.
Life can throw a curve ball and hit you right in the gut. For a time I thought that curve ball took away the silliness and laughter and weirdness, but as God would have it, He brought healing to some of our hearts.
There is still a pocket full of sadness in there, but the funnies have come back and I'm glad!
If you don't believe me, just take a look. . .

No Wendy's employee would dress up as Wendy except MY son

Notice my mother is holding a leaf. You ask why? I. Don't. Know!
And we can't make faces for long. . .

I giggle more with her than anyone:)
Wish she wasn't over 700 miles away!!!
But you know what?  The silliness carries over the phone lines. Just about every time my mother and I talk on the phone, the sillies will come out and we have at least one good laugh before it's time to hang up.
Thank you Father for giving us laughter, silliness, and goofyness in spite of whatever is going on around us. It is such a gift to laugh and let loose. And I pray that next time my husband shows his silliness, I am the one holding the camera. (He is always holding the camera and we miss his goofyness on film). I know you will take care of that Lord, because you are always in the details and you desire to give us the desires of our heart. I know you smile when we all smile. And so I fully expect a pic of hubby in the midst of his silliness too in the photo album soon:)
Thank you Father for all the giggles, smiles, and laughter. . .and even that weird gene.
And may NO ONE see through our windows when we are dancin' around like fools!
In Jesus Name


Shari England said...

Oh...great story, Kristin. And I love your welcome story as well. We have much in common, on both accounts. I believe God used my writing to bring about a deep healing as well. And our family, like yours, has had a great deal of pain. My sister always said, "We put the 'fun' in dysfunctional." :) I love your pics. My kind of people!

Blessings sweet Sis!

Maryellen said...

I know your silliness and enjoy it when we are together...makes me think of one of our times sitting at the campfire back behind our houses and we got tickled over something...who knows what...but it was funny to us and we laughed and laughed and laughed...the kind that your whole body shakes all over. Ah...so much fun. We need to do that more! It's cold enough for a campfire! :) Love your stories; love your silliness, love you!

Beth Zimmerman said...

LOVE this! My family is weird too. I guess everyone's is in some way or another. And YOU are adorable!

Floyd said...

I do believe God designed into us a chemical that removes poison or cortisol when we laugh. It isn't by chance! Isn't it funny how the value of the simplest things in life, like laughing, can't be measured using a number? God is good. And we have a weird gene as well... We could be long lost relatives... other than the fact that we are part of the family of Christ.

Denise said...

You make me smile.

Stacie said...

I love this!!! I think, really, in order to be "normal" you have to have a bit of wierd. That makes each family unique unto the Lord, special in some way. We have our quirks and FITS of laughter, too--and I love it.

Keep laughing, Kristin!