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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

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My first book, Ya Know What I'm Say'n, has been released.


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Wednesday, January 1, 2014

Mt. Dew in the Cowboy Boots

It was just an ordinary day grocery shopping in Krogers, the grocery store in town. Just minding my own business walking down the isles picking up this and that off the shelves. I rounded the corner when what to my wondering eyes should appear. . .a cowboy putting a 2 liter bottle of Mt. Dew down a cowboy boot. . .yep. . .that's what I said.

I had to take a double take. He caught me and smiled. "Ma,m," he said, "These boots cost me $800 and they are too tight on my calves. I took them to a shoe place and they couldn't stretch the calf part so I thought maybe this 2 liter would do it. He's pushing the liter down the boot the whole time he's talking. "I think this will work, don't you?"  I guess, I just hope it doesn't bust and ruin your boots."
"Oh no, it's not going to bust", he says.

Now he's trying to pull the 2 liter of Mt. Dew out of the book and it won't come. It's stuck. He looks at me. I'm still staring. "Ma'm, would you mind helping me?"  "Not at all sir." He grabs the neck of the bottle and I grab the foot of the boot and we both pull. I notice the other customers staring as they come around the corner and they just keep on walking. The cowboy and I keep pulling and pulling and pulling. Then pop! The bottle came out of the boot. "Thank you ma'm, I sure do appreciate it."
"No problem sir, have a good day." And off I go to the milk section.

You just never know what will happen when you go out your front door. I tried to come up with a lesson to go with this story...I kept pondering and pondering...

Be kind to strangers?
Be helpful to fellow customers?
If your boots are too tight, stick a 2 liter bottle down them?
Don't be afraid to ask a stranger for help?
 
Hhmmm, I'm just not sure. I'm going to have to ponder some more on this one.  But I did get a giggle out of it and so did he.
 
Do you see a lesson in this?
Please do share.

 
 

7 comments:

Jennie Morgan said...

All I can say is AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! This could happen to ONLY you!! But I'm quite certain you'll come up with a spiritual application somehow! :)

Beth Zimmerman said...

I can almost hear the deep southern drawl as he said "Maam!" Hilarious!

Reformed rebel said...

I was just wondering if Alan Funt and the camera crew were behind a display somewhere? Happy New Year Kristin!

Joy said...

Very funny situation. That made my day!

Floyd said...

I'm not sure a real cowboy pays eight hundred bucks for a pair of cowboy boots? And if one would, I'm not sure they'd go looking for a repair in a grocery store!

Maybe the lesson should be if you pay eight hundred bones for a pair of boots you should make sure they fit first!

Good story!

Hazel Moon said...

What a cute story! Yes, help a stranger is a good thought. I like to try on my shoes before I purchase them to make sure they fit. Once I did purchase some shoes on e-bay. The man said his mother only wore them once and did then said they were not her size. Well they were my size and I knew they were worth $100 new, so I sent him $30 and was very happy with them. they were a perfect fit as I knew the brand and size would be okay for me. Never put a pop bottle in my shoes to stretch them but I will keep that in mind. ♥

Stacey said...

I love this post!!! Helping a stranger is a good thing, for we never know when we are entertaining angels!!!
Ps.... I have seen cowboys do that before LOL
xoxoxox
Stacey