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.



Tuesday, February 26, 2013


I am experiencing forgetfulness more and more. Have I told you all this already? I can't remember. I check my calander daily to make sure I don't forget to be where I'm suppose to be that day. I have sticky notes all over my desk. I forget names. And then the other day I really had what I called an Alzheimer's moment.  I came out of church last Sunday to head home. I arrived at my car and took my phone out to turn it back on.  I opened it up and stared at the buttons and could not for the life of me remember how to turn it on; something I do all the time and now I had no recollection. I started pushing buttons and nothing worked. I stared at it with a sick feeling in my stomach.  I should know how to do this, but I couldn't.  I threw the phone back in my purse and went home.  When I got there, I took the phone back out, opened it up and turned it on without any problems.  What happened in the church parking lot?  You got me!

I googled forgetfulness and read articles on this topic.  It said I was normal for a 50+ person.  Whew!  It said if I forget things like eating or taking a bath, then I would have something to worry about.  You'll be glad to know that I have had no problem remembering to eat or bathe.

See the string on the finger up above?  That means to remember something.  Right now at this stage of my life, I would not remember why I had the string on my finger, so I found a better way.  I haven't tried it yet, because whatever I have forgotten usually comes back to me soon.  But if it gets worse, I have this trick to fall back on. . .

I've walked into the kitchen to retrieve something and by the time I get there, I've forgotten what it was I was going to get.  I'll return to the bathroom to continue fixing my hair and by the time I pick up the brush I remember what I wanted in the kitchen.  I figure at least I'm getting exercise with all the walking back and forth in my house;)
PLEASE don't think I'm being funny with Alzheimers, I am not. My grandmother had it as well as my husbands grandmother and it was certainly not funny.  Watching them go downhill is why I worried about my forgetfulness. So far, google says I'm normal so I think the best thing to do is just be humorous about it.  Attitude can make or break a person.  When it comes my time to go down, I want to go down laughing.  I know when the time comes to go to my eternal home, I will rise to meet my Father with rejoicing.  And the wonderful thing about eternity. . .no strings on the finger, no sticky notes, no recorders.
I may lose my memory because of the mind aging but my Lord promises to remember no more deliberately for those who belong to Him.
Micah 7:19
He will again have compassion on us;
he will tread our iniquities underfoot. You will cast all our sins into the depths of the sea.

"I, even I, am the one who wipes out your transgressions for My own sake; and I will not remember your sins"
Isaiah 43:25
Thank you Father!

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Lynnmarie Couvillon said...

Thank you! I'm so glad to know I'm not the only one. And yes, we must keep levity in our lives and minds. It helps keep us sane.

Jennie Morgan said...

HAHAHAHAHAHA! You make me laugh! I can't remember why......but I'm sure you must have said something funny....or was it me that said something funny? Oh my................did you say it's because I'm 50 something? Or was that my imagination? I can't remember. Oh well....I'm off to water the plants......:)

Beth Zimmerman said...

Yep! It's age. I'm struggling with it too! =)

joy said...

My, im fifty and i can relate to your post. Well, it is still normal for us and thank God, we are under his care.

Musings by Robert said...

When I get enough sleep, I tend to remember better. That reminds me - - it is my bedtime. Thanks for sharing at "Tell Me a Story." You are normal, just get more rest.

Floyd said...

I don't feel so bad about forgetting my phone number and address now... I'm with you, the most important thing is to remember to Whom I belong...

Can you check your subscription? I quit getting mine delivered and resigned, but it says I'm already on the list???

Kristin Bridgman said...

Floyd, can you try entering in the e-mail button again on the top right hand of my blog? I'll see if there is something else I can do. Thanks for coming back! :)
Don't forget;)

Kristin Bridgman said...

Floyd, you could add me to your blog roll:) I don't know a lot about the mechanics but I'll ask the expert when he gets home.

Thoughts for the day said...

Yes we all have those memory glitches, sad to say but if it keeps up I would have a doctor check you over just to be sure you are ok.

Reformed rebel said...

I know what you mean. I was going to tell you about what I couldn't remember how to do yesterday...but now I can't remember what it was. I am not joking. At the time it really worried me because it was something I do all the time! I finally did remember and was quite relieved! Oh well...we can all just grow old together!
God bless...Chelle

A Joyful Noise said...

I am so glad you shared this at "Tell Me a Story." You are not alone. Even tonight, I looked for my night gown, and then remembered, I already had it on. My warm robe was covering it up while I watched TV with Robert.

Lori Dupes said...

My dear cousin, we have even more in common now than ever before :) You know with my dad passing from Alzheimer's disease this is something that I too have wondered about when I have had my own forgetful moments. I love how you spun it around to our Lord memory and how it can be a wonderful thing when He is the one forgetting.

Denise said...

Bless you, I understand.

Shari England said...

This is great Kristen. Yes!! At 53, I feel like I'm having a constant
out of body" experience. I can forget what I'm saying in the middle of a sentence! I was looking for my cell phone recently WHILE I WAS TALKING ON MY CELL PHONE. :)

Blessings sweet Sister.