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, June 7, 2013

For All the Stars

The Starfish Story

Original Story by: Loren Eisley
One day a man was walking along the beach when he noticed
a boy picking something up and gently throwing it into the ocean.
Approaching the boy, he asked, "What are you doing?"
The youth replied, "Throwing starfish back into the ocean. The surf is up and the tide is going out. If I don't throw them back, they'll die.""Son," the man said, "don"t you realize there are miles and miles of beach and hundreds of starfish? You can't make a difference!"
After listening politely, the boy bent down, picked up another starfish,
and threw it back into the surf. Then, smiling at the
man, he said,
"I made a difference for that one."

As I've been working on a book project, interviewing the homeless in my town as I run the Blanket Ministry for the homeless and partake in the Bridge Ministry at the same time, I am compiling quite a few stories along with a photo album. I mainly listen to them share their story, giving them a voice, praying as I do, they will feel the love of Christ from me.

 I and the other volunteers from the Bridge Ministry remember their names, we give them hugs, a listening ear and share Jesus with them. We hand them hope; it's up to them if they take it. 

Some would say that we cannot save all these people. We never intended to save them. That job was given to someone else.  We were just told to be a light in a dark world, to share love and compassion and give a blanket for warmth. And that is my desire.

I had the priveledge of praying the sinners prayer with the first man in this album. What a joy, a delight, a thrill, and a gift. . .for him and for me! God came in and saved this man through His son Jesus Christ. And I was able to partake in this holy moment. If I had not been on this "beach", I would have missed this miraculous moment.

Look at these faces. . .

What do you see? Do you think they need the love of Jesus spoken to them? Or should they just be left to die? What about the ones around you? Don't leave them there. Throw them a line, throw out the light on them, throw them into the arms of Jesus. . .and let Him do the saving. Would you really want these "stars" to die on a dry, parched beach? I didn't think so.

What stars has God put in your path? You may not make a difference to all of them, but is it not worth it for that one that you could?

Go ahead, pick up that star and pray. God will show you what to do. Pray, "Lead me Lord", and then start moving your feet. . .the rest will come.


Donna Schultz said...

Oh, how I love your words here, Kristin! My husband and I worked with the homeless and needy some years back through an outreach ministry that we directed. God moved us on to different paths a couple of years ago, but reading your words make me this those sweet folks! Thanks for warming my heart today. And thank you for giving cups of cold water and blankets and prayers and love to the least of these. Your Father is smiling!

Beth Zimmerman said...

Beautiful as always, Kristin! And the photos are lovely! The woman with the white hair and bright blue eyes is especially compelling. Looking forward to reading their stories some day!

Denise said...

Thanks for touching my heart, once again.

Stacey said...

Simply beautiful...Your words and these beautiful children of God.....Just beautiful!