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.



Sunday, January 20, 2013

Puzzle Pieces

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Living life as a young girl in a broken home and now being around the homeless, I have witnessed a lot of broken people. Pieces of them go flying off into different directions; addictions, depression, grief, anxiety disorders, extreme selfishness, deceptions, etc.

This can happen not only to the unbeliever but to the believer also. That was me six years ago when my precious first born left too early and became the prodigal. I did not see that coming. I was dumbfounded, shocked, confused, angry, and horribly saddened. I began to sink into depression.

For a brief time, all I could see was darkness and despair but I quickly realized what was happening and called out to my Savior. Jesus is compassionate and he hurts when we hurt. He doesn’t want us to stay in the broken state we entered into and offers us His hand. He offers us the puzzle pieces to make us whole again; we just have to accept them.

When I called out to Him, He bent down and listened. He then began to restore me piece by piece. My pieces of this puzzle was a blonde headed angel with skin on, my mentor, my husband, my small groups prayers, my extended family’s love, support, encouragement and prayers, prayers from prayer warriors, my special time with my Savior out at the pond, serving opportunities, and then the gift of writing. The pieces all came together and my heart healed. Only with Christ, can a heart feel healed, when a situation is not.

Are you feeling broken? Are you missing pieces? If you do not have Jesus as Savior in your heart, that is the biggest missing piece. I invite you to start your new picture by inviting the first and most important piece, Jesus, into your heart. It’s such a simple piece of the puzzle. Just bow your head and ask Jesus to forgive you of all your sins, and then invite Him into your heart to be your Lord and Savior. If you have already done this, but still needing pieces put back together, then I invite you both to reach up and grab His righteous right hand and hear His words, “Do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you. I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.” Then start looking for your pieces, accept them, and watch your picture become whole again.

I reached out and grabbed His hand and never let go.

Me whole again.

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For fun, hit the arrow and see what I was like before. . .then you can put me back together again.

I'd like to hear if you did it :)

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Reformed rebel said...

I did. 6 mins 48 secs. Not very fast! lol
Great post Kris.


Erin said...

I have been through a rough year, bruised and broken. God has held me together and I've learned to stay under His wing. What a beautiful post, Kristin.

Erin said...

I have been through a rough year, bruised and broken. God has held me together and I've learned to stay under His wing. What a beautiful post, Kristin.

Floyd said...

When I see that kind of stuff, it makes me realize what technological cone head I am!

Your statement is one that could only come from the heart and wisdom of our Father, "Only with Christ, can a heart feel healed, when a situation is not."

That is such a profound truth! Our peace and joy are not or don't have to be reliant on our circumstances in life, but only the Father of all things can provide it.

I'm praying for your son and your whole family. Like the father in the story of the Prodigal; keep watch, he will return...

Lisa Lewis Koster said...

Great analogy! I agree, Jesus is the most important piece.

A Joyful Noise said...

God knows the end of this story and it is not over het. May the angels go forth and minister to all those lost sheep - far and wide because Jesus knows each one and he woos them back to his fold. Thank you for sharing at "Tell Me a Story."

Denise said...

Awesome post.

Eileen said...

What a cool puzzle! So glad He knows where all the pieces go!

Jen Ferguson said...

This is cool, Kris! And I hear you about being broken and how amazing it is that He can put us back together again. May we all yield to His hand as He guides us to wholeness.

Verna said...

I did it amidst tending my laundry so it took me eleven minutes. But I did it! Awesome post. Thanks!

Beth Zimmerman said...

Really wishing you lived closer to me. I'm feeling pretty broken and have decided that I need to go back to Celebrate Recovery but I hate going anywhere alone. I think you would love it! And then we could go to some 24 hour cafe and talk, and cry, all night long!

Heaven is going to be AWESOME!

Pamela said...

I've been through some of these broken times--only God can put us back together. (Although I enjoyed putting YOU back together--ha!)