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, August 24, 2013

I Know My Husband Loves Me Because. . .

he always offers me the last nacho chip on the plate
if I take the last nacho chip, he doesn't get mad
he reads my stories a hundred times to find the mistakes
he never corrects me, he helps me correct the mistakes
when I ask silly questions, he answers instead of laughing
when I want to step out of a comfort zone, he steps out with me
when he can't go with me, he cheers me on
when I get lost in emotions, he holds me
when I need my space, he gives it
he bows on the knees with me
when I can't get back up, he lifts me up

when I don't want to cook, he acts perfectly happy to eat a bowl of cereal
when I ask if I should cut my hair he responds with "I love it no matter how you wear it"
I'm in my 50's and he always tells me I look like a college girl

when I throw up and miss the basket, he cleans it up

he patiently helps me with rewrites even if it has to be a hundred times


If that ain't true love, I don't know what is!
I'm so thankful!

Place me like a seal over your heart,
like a seal on your arm;
for love is as strong as death,
its jealousy unyielding as the grave.
It burns like blazing fire,
like a mighty flame.
Many waters cannot quench love; rivers cannot wash it away.
Song of Songs 8:6-7

True love goes both ways,
next time he can have the last nacho.



Joy said...

So touching and beautiful:)

Cora from Hidden Riches said...

To love and be loved. . . the most beautiful thing there is in the world!!!! Lovely, Kristin!

Denise said...

Very sweet.

Shakin' the Foundation said...

Simply beautiful!