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.



Friday, March 8, 2013

HAPPY 20th!

(hubby was tired after all that labor :)
big brother was happy and excited!)

the two most precious gifts I ever received!

He was 2nd born and a joy to mom and dad and big brother.

He was cute with that blonde curly hair, silly antics, smiling and laughing all the time, except for the time at age 3 when he had a little tantrum because I made him pink, heart shaped pancakes and he didn't like the change.

He followed big brother building with legos, drawing at the table and underneathe the table, being superheros, playing with swords. . .swords that he made himself out in the garage.

He would snuggle up as we read books and sing songs.

We sat on the driveway practicing the ABC's with the colored sticks. Later around age 8, he would go out to do artistic work on same driveway with chalk even though he thought he couldn't draw.

He ran, jumped, played hard and giggled with his cousins.

He asked Jesus into his heart as a little boy but decided he wanted to wait a year before getting baptized. When he was ready, he was ready. . .can you tell?

He enjoyed going to bible school every summer, going to Awanas, playing sports.

He became a teen and entered a sullen stage because of a sad family situation.

He ran to the Lord and was healed of this sadness.

He grew strong in his relationship with the Lord, leading a friend to salvation, going on church youth camps, becoming more and more loving, growing in maturity in all ways of life.

Later in teen life, he began to go on mission trips to Costa Rica and Scotland.

He stepped out of his comfort zone to share his testimony in front of a crowd.

Now in college and preparing to go on another mission trip to Africa, enjoying conversations about the Bible, God, Biblical Worldviews and his daily workouts.

His driveway drawings have evolved into even more mature artwork.

He still hugs his momma.

He's grown much from the day he wore his very first t-shirt, with strong shoulders, muscles rippling now.

He's grown much in all other ways too.

He is courageous, stands on the Solid Rock, stands up for what he believes in and Who he believes in. He is not concerned with worldly possessions but for those things which are more important. He possesses an inner strength that I know will carry him far because I know that strength has a Rightious Right Hand on the other end leading and guiding and Christopher listens and follows.
He turns 20 today.
Oh my!

He's not perfect. His clothes are still on the floor, his bed half-made and he can be moody from time to time ( I don't know WHERE he gets that from;) but he is a mature, loving, strong young man with intergrity, strong character, and a love that will never die.

The babe I carried in my arms will always be in my heart. I love the man he has become and is becoming more and more of. . .a man after God's own heart.
I love this young man with all my heart!
~We celebrate Christopher this day but I feel I am the one who has the gift~

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Shakin' the Foundation said...

~tears~ What a beautiful tribute to your precious "baby" boy!!!! Thank you for sharing!! This momma's heart is touched!!!

Blessings to you and Happy birthday to Chris!!!


Grandma Becky said...

What a sweet tribute for your son's birthday. I know the feeling! My son is gonna be 29 (I had to stop and think!) later this month. The little boy that left little micro machines on the floor for us to step on and liked to burn ants and bugs with a magnifying glass outside, is now married and a daddy of two adorables! Loved your memory lane photos. Isn't it amazing how our children turn out? The son that didn't like to write now has a blog called space turtle and he writes stories? How cool is that? And he loves the Lord as well! Celebrate and Happy Birthday to Chris. Hugs!

Sandra Heska King said...

This. Is. Wonderful! What a beautiful tribute. Happy birthday, Christopher!

Thoughts for the day said...

My Christopher will be 38 on Sunday. I loved the name when we first saw him and still love it.
It means Christ bearer, and he is also a believer.
Lets celebrate our sons...
They are a gift to us.

Denise said...

Sweet, sweet tribute.

Lisa Maria said...

What a precious trip down memory lane! Happy birthday to Christopher...May God continue to bless and guide him. My own Brittany turned 20 in January. Where do the years go? Hope you all had a wonderful day.

Amy Sullivan said...

Ohhhh, I love these, especially the one of you in the boys in the hospital. Thanks for letting all of us journey back in time with you for a bit.

I know it takes forever to scan pics, but well worth it, lady.

A Joyful Noise said...

Happy Birthday to Christopher and thank you for sharing those 20 years of growth and maturing with us at "Tell Me a Story"

Pamela said...

{sweet tears} A beautiful tribute. So much of the past wrapped up in who your son is today. It blesses me to think of him on his mission trips sharing the God he learned of at your knee. A gift indeed!

caryjo said...

What a sweet way to share. Loved to "visit" your family. Thank you. Blessed my heart. [You blessed his, too, for certain sure.]