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 2, 2013


January 1, standing in the center of the small park at the foot of the bridge where dark begins to descend,  surrounded by bridge guests, I see. . .

One is a vietnam veteran with a bad leg, a wife of 3 months, and a 14 year old daughter in the hospital with luekemia. . .and no job.

One is another vet with mental illness, rambling on, shivering with no place to go.

One standing in wet socks and wet shoes in 30+ degrees, shivering. . .from the cold and from just recovering from seizures. He stood crying. . .holding out a bottle of pills saying how taking them all at once would sure be easy.

One young one standing there with shaved head, just released from jail, smoking and newly pregnant.

Others with that look in their eyes that say I'm tired, I'm down, I'm lonely, I just don't know.

Then I spot the man from the Veterans Administration talking to one of the vets.

There are those precious ones handing out hot food and drinks and warm woolen socks and gloves.

There is the recovered alcholic with a good life now helping the alcoholic still in his despair.

Heads are bowed and prayers are lifted and smiles emerge and pill bottles go back into the pockets.

Hope showed up.

Hope was whispered.

Love shouted.

Hot coffee was downed, hot food went into the hungry, and conversation that said, "we care."

It is cold, wet, messy, sad, frustrating, discouraging and heartbreaking.  Why then, you may ask, are we there?

Because God is there. He came into a messy world, He saves messy people. He doesn't leave them. He doesn't turn His back. He reaches down in love. And if we can take the hands of our guests and lead them to His Righteous Right Hand and begin to feel the hope they so long to feel. . .well. . .there is no other place I'd rather be. . .and I'm guessing the others who came with full cars and hearts would say the same thing.

Why, you still ask?
This is how God showed His love among us: He sent His one and only Son into the world that we might live for Him. This is love; not that we loved God, but that He loved us and sent His son as an atoning sacrifice for our sins. Dear friends, since God so loved us, we also ought to love one another.
First John 4:9-11

"Love is patient, love is kind. . .it is not self seeking. . .it keeps no records of wrongs. . .love always protects. . .always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails."
First Corinthians 13:4

"Jesus replied, 'Love the Lord, your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.' This is the first and greatest commandment. And the second is like it: 'Love your neighbor as yourself.'
Matthew 22:37-38

This is why we keep doing it.
Who has God put in your path to love?
Is it hard? If so, don't turn your back.
Turn into it. Give a blessing.
And look for the blessing coming back at you. . .it's there. . .you may have to look twice. . .but it's there. It may be in a way you never imagined. . .but it's there.
I guarantee it!



Denise said...

Love you my friend.

Shakin' the Foundation said...

Once again, I am moved to tears by your beauty and grace as well as your Christ love that pours onto and into those in need.

Love to you!!

Floyd said...

The blessing is indeed there and always has been. We just tend to see it easier with our heart and mind on a heavenly perspective.

We are all messes of one form or another. But by the grace of God.... there go i.

God bless you and your actions.

Beth Zimmerman said...

You have such a beautiful voice ... and an even more beautiful heart! Praying blessings on you and your ministry!