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.



Saturday, July 6, 2013

Drummer Boy

A drummer is a musician who plays drums, which includes but is not limited to a drum kit ("drum set" or "trap set", including but not limited to cymbals) and accessory based hardware which includes an assortment of pedals and standing support mechanisms, marching percussion and/or any musical instrument that is struck within the context of a wide assortment of musical genres.  WIKIPEDIEA

For six years he has been drumming on anything and everything. Yes, he has drums but he can't sit at them 24/7. So he'll drum on the kitchen counter, the furniture, the doors, etc.  I was told when he was in high school that he would drum on the desks and walls.  I've even seen him drum on his own chest!

Do I mind? Not at all!

It allows him to be creative and musical and gives joy to the students who hear him play along with the band at church. I believe it also gives God joy to see this young man using talents that God himself gave to him. And it brings me joy.

My son is a quiet sort of fellow but he lets it all out on the drum set. He can be wild and crazy.

He can be quiet and gentle.

And always in control.

When he gets to going on them, I can't help but "do a little dance" when I'm at the kitchen sink, the stove, or by the washing machine.

We all praise in different ways. I believe this drummer boy praises through his rat a tat tats and he moves me to my feet where I dance before the Lord praising Him for all the blessings that come through this son of mine.

And I praise for being the mom of another musician who is moving to the beat of his own drum right now. I love him with all my heart and it is lonely for this one who is walking the prodigal road. But God has moved in this heart of mine and has taught me to dance in spite of this setback.

I am thankful every time I hear the beating of the drums in the next room. Unbeknownst to my son, God is speaking to me through him and his drumsticks. I hear the heartbeat of God. These are holy moments. I get up and dance, I smile, I praise, and I live on in the wait.

And the beat goes on. . .



Reformed rebel said...

Colossians 3:23
And whatever you do, do it heartily, as to the Lord and not to men,

I believe that is your son. You have written many things about him and it just seems to fit! I believe your prodigal will return and he will be doing many things unto the Lord as well!

God bless you Kris

Joy said...

This is so touching. Mother's precious love. But God loves this prodigal son even more. And mother's prayer accomplished much.

Beth Zimmerman said...

My son is the same way! He can't sit still without beating out a rhythm and turns everything into a set of drums!

Floyd said...

Awesome post. I believe it all works out, especially for those that know the truth and follow their passion. I couldn't help but think of the Christmas song by the same name... It's my favorite. Every time I hear the lyrics of the boy playing the drums as his gift to the Lord, and Him smiling sends me into a soulful grasping of our Father. God gave your son the gift... Pa rum pa pum pum...

Anonymous said...

This is great, Kristin. As a high school kid, I played clarinet and bassoon. My sisters would say, "Mom, make her stop!" but Mom let me continue practicing. She knew and maybe felt like you in her ways of being a Mom.
Thanks for stopping by "Being Woven"...yes, I love to hold the real book too even though I have a Nook. BUT...I use the real thing far more often, I admit.
Caring through Christ, ~ linda

Courtney said...

Visiting from SDG, and as a boy mom, this touches my heart in a special way. Mine are young yet, but they are individuals. I admire how you are recognizing what makes your son unique, finding God's gifts in that, and loving him all the way.

Ceil said...

Hi Kris! I am visiting from SDG.

We seen to have some things in common! I have been married a little longer than you, and have two children too. No drummers, but a boy who loved his electric guitar! LOL!

Good for you, for seeing God working in your quiet little one (they'll always be little ones, right??).

I'd be happy to 'join' you on your blogsite!

Peace in Christ,

Denise said...

blessings upon your son.

Janice C Johnson said...

I raised two drummer boys (high school band), and my heart beats to every word in your post. Praying the Lord's guidance for both your precious ones.
(visiting from SDG)

Kristin Bridgman said...

Thank you everyone, you all have blessed me!