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.



Thursday, May 16, 2013

The Beast

In our beautiful town there lives a beast. He is hidden, swept under the rug, shunned and ignored when possible in the light but he thrives in the dark places. He has talons that sink deep into the skin, silently ripping it away along with hopes and dreams. It destroys futures most of the time and relationships and can kill the soul. It breeds lonliness, sadness, and sickness.

At first he looks wonderful. He is invited to parties and people think he is the life of the party. But slowly and surely with some, the talons sink in so slowly, the person doesn't even know it is happening at the time.  He is subtle, like the frog who is put in a pot of water and the heat turns up. He doesn't realize to jump out until it's too late. And so it is with ones who let the beast into their lives. It's so subtle, they don't realize to jump out until it's too late.

You ask, "Does this beast have a name." Yes, his name is alcoholism and I hate him.
Hate is a strong word and I rarely use it, but for this beast, he is worthy to be called by this word. There is no good quality in him. He has taken someone I cared about very much. My only condolense is that this loved one had received the Lord into His heart months before but there wasn't enough time left to fight hard. He's in a better place now where he thirsts no more.

The beast has destroyed the lives of others I have come to care about. These dear ones have been robbed of futures, homes, and families. They walk, stumble through the town, through their lives with glassy stares and yet through those glassy eyes, I still can see a sweet soul that's still down inside. It comes across through their smile, through the telling of their story, a glimmer that shines through as they remember a good time from long ago.

When you meet or hear of an alcoholic, please don't be angry at the person. Show compassion and love towards this one with the love of Christ and offer them hope.

There is help to get rid of this beast and some have been able to kick him out the door for good. Some kick him out the door, but then let him back in.  And others just do not have the strength to kick at all.

But there is always Hope and that is in Jesus Christ. He is being spread throughout this darkness and these dear ones need our help. And you can do it from right there in front of your screen, in your armchair, in your car and in your bed.  Pray. . .Pray. . .Pray for our fellow neighbors. There is no monetary cost, it only takes a few minutes a day and you don't have to exercise anything but maybe just a little discipline, a little memory so as not to forget. I am mad at this beast and I'm roaring in the name of Jesus!

What do you say?  Will you join me in slaying down this beast in the name our Lord, Jesus Christ?
It doesn't matter how you pray. . .you can roar, you can cry out on your knees. . .

raise your hands to Him
Humbly bow
How wonderful it would be see to see these dear ones be freed from the chains that put them in bondage. How wonderful to see them exchange, for good, the chains of bondage from drink of the bottle to the freedom drink of communion.

How wonderful it would be to see one, two, hundreds freed from the beast. I for one am ready to watch this happen.

Praying, waiting, and believing~


Noeline Clare-Talbot said...

Kristen once again an incredible posting, however this one is so special, your heart for these people bleeds over your words, it is a physical and tangible thing that can be absolutely SEEN. You are an amazing woman and your work I pray will be blessed and you will continue to be refreshed by our living God.

Anonymous said...

Wow Kristin, You have worded this beast and created the best pictures of this beast! Well done~ I wish you could take this to churches and schools and talk to people about it! ♥♥♥

Judith C Evans said...

So true that we must pray for and love on the people who live in alcoholism's grip. It is a beast that wants to devour. Your post is right on target and you have inspired me to pray for those who are in the grip of the beast.

Lynnmarie Couvillon said...
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Lynnmarie Couvillon said...

Kristen, I love, love, love your sweet, sweet spirit! Once again you have reached deep into my soul and opened the eyes of my heart. I have felt sorry for, hurt for, and even pitied the homeless and alcoholics. But I have never, never thought to pray for God to remove, heal this disease (beast is such a great discription), this dreaded curse. For I believe it is a curse. Thank you so much for this!

Beth Zimmerman said...

Have you read any of Brennan Mannings' books? I've read 4 so far. My favorites are Abba's Child and The Ragamuffin Gospel. He is very honest about the fact that he struggled with alcoholism most of his life (even though he was a believer) and it destroyed his marriage, etc. One of the enemy's subtler tools of destruction!

Grandma Becky said...

Good post and thanks for sharing...prayer works. I know how you feel. I know there are people who walk into the store I work at...are drunk, smell it on their breathe, a few reek....oh I pray for them. One never knows how well that prayer is received in that one life. Hopefully it does good. That's the least we can do!

Kristin Bridgman said...

Thank you girls for you sweet comments and for your prayers. The 'beast' doesn't know whats comin'!
God bless you all!

Sarah said...

Roaring along with you ...

It's a delight to meet you today. I hope you don't mind if I splash around a bit to get to know you. This looks like a refreshing place to dip into some serious goodness.


Denise said...


Lucy said...

Thank you for this beautifully written post. My family has been attacked by this beast. My father is a suffering alcoholic and has been for 50 years or more. His alcoholism led to domestic abuse, child abuse and eventually his imprisonment. The alcoholism left me without a father for most of my life and with feelings of anger and abandonment toward my father. It took me well into adulthood to realize the hold it has on him and how he cannot or will not reach out for help. Our only option is to cry out to God. He is the Great Physician and He can heal this sickness. I ask that you pray for my father, Rex. He is nearing the end of his life and still does not accept Jesus as his Savior. God Bless you for your love and caring!

Kristin Bridgman said...

It's a delight to meet you too Sarah and I'll be splashin' around at your place soon;)

Kristin Bridgman said...

Dear Lucy,
I'm so sorry your family had to meet this beast. I'm so glad you have realized what a sickness this is and that it can't always easily go away on one's own. But Yes, God is the Great Phyician and I will cry out with you for your father's healing of body and more important, for his heart. There is SUCH power in prayer and praying together. I'm with you on this one. I would love for you to keep in touch with me.
Blessings to you~

Kristin Bridgman said...

THANK YOU! You are SO faithful:)

Hazel Moon said...

Yes, he is a beast, and I love the way you portrayed him as a person. Thank you for sharing this with us, and thanks for the birthday greeting too!

Floyd said...

I'm praying. Thanks for your wonderful and compassionate heart, Kristin. I hear your heart roaring through your words. May we all roar so eloquently in the name of our Savior...