Welcome

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

*****EXCITING NEWS*****

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


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Monday, December 15, 2014

Are You Ready?

I can't tell you how many times I've been asked in the last couple of weeks,  "Are you ready for Christmas?"   What they are asking is if I have all the presents bought, wrapped and under the tree, is all my grocery shopping and baking done.

But, when I close my eyes, I can hear my Lord's voice asking, "Are you ready?"  I don't believe He is wondering about wrapped gifts and food.  He wants to know, am I ready to celebrate His Son's birthday, no matter what.  Is my heart prepared?  Have I kept Him in my mind during the shopping trips, driving through traffic, going to shows?  If the yule log wasn't ready, or if I couldn't find that one particular gift, or if my loved one did not show up, would I still be ready?

One of my favorite Christmas songs is "Mary, Did You Know?"  I can just hear that unmistakable voice whispering to me,

 "Kris, do you know, that when you're in the traffic, I am with you too?
Yes Lord, I know.

"Kris, do you know when people get impatient, I will give you grace to handle all situations?"
Yes Lord, I know.

"Kris, do you know when you are missing loved ones, I am here to comfort you?"
Yes Lord, I know.

Kris, do you know when you are weary, I will sustain you?"
Yes Lord, I know.

"Kris, do you know no matter how many sweets you eat, they can't fill you up like the sweet love I have for you?"
Yes Lord, I know.

"Kris do you know that when the tree comes down and all the wrappings are thrown away, when those things rust and fall away, my gift to you will always be?"
Oh yes Lord, I know.  I thank you from the bottom of my heart and the depths of my soul.

"Kris, do you know. . .the babe in the manger grew up into a man, died and rose again and is here for all mankind?
My gift is for all but they have to be told, everyone...young and old.
The people need to feel my love
Please be my hands and feet and tell them it is from above.
Tell them I am here for them if they would but just look
Share my words with them, give them my Book.
Tell them the greatest gift is theirs, just believe
All they have to do. . .just repent and receive.
Kris, do you know?

Yes Lord, I know.

O reader. . .do you know?  Are you ready?


Wednesday, December 10, 2014

The Perfect Winter Bridge Outfit and Why I Wear It

What I've learned by traveling with the Blanket Ministry and standing at the bridge with the Homeless Outreach in the winter time. . .
 
To take the cold and not let it beat me and not cry, I finally learned the perfect outfit. I wear 3 layers on the bottom, 3 layers on the top with top coat over all of that.
 
Keep the head and neck covered by something thick.
 
Two pairs of wool socks inside fur lined boots.
 
Gloves. . .always gloves.
 
Before you zip, snap and button, take a bathroom break. . .even if you think you don't need to.
 
Do not drink anything before leaving.
 
Do not drink anything while out.
 
This will ensure a pleasant time with folks and you can concentrate on them and not on numb feet and how in the world will you navigate in a bathroom while out.  ;)
 
I am not a cold weather person, but six winters ago, God said to go, and so I went. I have never, never, never regretted it. I found a family, a home away from home, hearts looking to receive and my heart was needing to give. In the process, they have given to me and I have taken from them.
 
What is this taking and giving. . .unconditional love and support. When I thought I was going to give it, I found they were giving it to me. OH, and there is this other thing that is all over the bridge out there, it is beautiful, it is more grand than anything I've ever experienced, it flows from the guests to the volunteers, from the volunteers to the guests. It is what makes us not "them", not "us", but we.
 
Grace from Christ Himself. HE meets us all out there in the cold, and that is what warms the soul. The love that comes from Him is felt and is given in all directions. When a man with tear filled eyes says, "thanks for giving me Hope", when a  homeless lady gives you her gloves because she sees you don't have yours on, when she holds your hands because she is worried about you, when the bearded man comes up to you with cold breathe leaving his mouth, giving thanks and gratitude for his meal, him wanting you to eat so you will be full, when the homeless comes up and gives you a big hug and says, "thanks for coming out for us", THIS is worth the ton of clothes I put on and the boots to walk out in the cold, dark night.  I've been touched by God with rough, calloused hands and long, scratchy beards and it is all so worth it.
 
I've learned that some of the greatest lessons learned are in places you think you don't want to go to, but when you step out in obedience to the Lord, you find that place is more than you could have ever dreamt of, that where He leads, you will find Him already there.
 
I've learned that where He leads, I will follow. . .
even in a ton of clothes and fur lined boots.
 
 

Wednesday, December 3, 2014

All I Want For Christmas Is . . .

. . .one goat,













Two chickens. . .


five ducks. . .


and a couple of mosquito nets. . .



After being around the homeless, reading books such as Revolution in World Missions, Radical, and Kisses from Katie, materialism has taken a back seat for me.  For the past 6 years, the Lord has been laying it on my heart to live more simply and do without all the store bought things.  I haven't shopped in a mall in a long time.  When I do go into a store and see all the pretty trinkets that I used to ooh and ahh at, now almost give me a sick feeling.  My mind goes to all the ones who don't even have enough food to eat and the thought of buying a trinket just doesn't seem right anymore.

 I'm not condeming those of you who do, please don't hear that!  It's just that the Lord has layed this on MY heart and so I feel this is how I need to and want to be now.  When my son started college seven semesters ago, my husband and I didn't have the cash for it and we did not want to take out loans that would take forever to pay back.  So we became even more frugal than we had been and somehow with the help from the Lord, we have paid the seven semesters in cash and are ready for the eighth.  Only from the Lord!!!  We learned that we could live without much, make what we did have go further, do without vacations and new things for the home and yard. 

I received a catalog from World Vision and was excited to think that this Christmas instead of gifts underneathe my tree for me, I wanted the money that would be spent on me to be spent on a goat, two chickens and some mosquito netting. 

The world's deadliest creature, the mosquito, kills nearly 800,000 people every year.  While preventing this malaria infection in inexpensive by U.S. standards, it's out of reach for poor African families who must watch helplessly as their children suffer and die.  One of the best ways to protect children from Malaria - bed nets - as well as critical education for prevention and control.

The ducks and chickens will produce hundreds of nutritious, protein-rich eggs to feed a family year round.  And both eggs and ducklings can be sold for extra income.

Dairy goat milk provides great protein to help children grow.  The family can sell surplus milk, cheese, and yogurt at the market to earn money for medicines and other necessities.  Plus, fertilizer from goats can increase the amount of vegetables grown in a family garden. 

To me, this sounds more beautiful than a pretty trinket or something for my home that would collect dust.

If you would like to consider giving in this way please go to the online website of World Vision at http://www.worldvisiongifts.org/  and see what you could give this Christmas season to a family in need.

Another wonderful place to go to shop is http://www.amazima.org/. . .you can buy beaded necklaces made by the Ugandian women and the money goes back to them so they can support their families.  With this, you do end up with something pretty around your neck or can give to a loved one.

These kind of gifts change lives. . .these kind of gifts can save lives!

And if you would like to give a gift to the homeless, instant coffee or coffee bags would be a wonderful gift, maybe along with a coffee mug. Hot chocolate and cider bags would be great. A gift card to a fast food place nearby where they can walk to. Also a great gift would be warm, wool socks.

Please pray about what God would have you do this Christmas shopping season.  Let's give a Merry Christmas to those who really need it.  The cheer will come in the giving.

words from Katie from her book Kisses From Katie. . .
"Lord.  . .help me to never be too busy or too comfortable to rememeber the people who suffer. Help me to never stop desiring to do something about it.  Lord help us to remember that as the body of Christ, this is our responsibility.  Thank you for loving us even when we forget."

May we never forget

Monday, December 1, 2014

JOY

When Jesus said "Come as a little child", I don't think this is what He meant. . .

(this picture cracks me up every time)
 
But, I do come to Him like this picture at times. And this is when I feel He lifts me up and puts me in his lap and holds me as a child, comforts me, and says, "Now, now there, it will be alright my child.
 
I've been told by very mature women at least two decades ahead of me with much more white crowning their head than my own, that they still have these moments and they still crawl up into His lap and are always comforted.
 
I'm so glad to know I'm not the only one. We all just need to cry sometimes and I want everyone to know that there is a wonderful Savior who picks us up, holds onto us and says, "Now, now there. . .come to Me and I will be with you and it will be alright.
 
It may not be perfect, but it will be alright. And when we walk hand in hand with this Savior, when He becomes our Lord, we don't just have to hold the letters of J. O. Y. We carry joy in our heart. We may still cry at times, but the joy never leaves because HE is our joy and He never leaves.
 
JOY to the world! It's there within reach. . .do you have it?  Do you know Him?
Don't just see the word. Hold it in your heart.
 
JOY to the world, the Lord has come!
 
Go to him and crawl if you have to. He will pick you up.
 
I know!

Friday, November 28, 2014

The VERY Beginning of Christmas


Have you ever wondered like me, how it was in Heaven just before Christ left to come to Earth as a babe in the manger. Max Lucado obviously has too, for he wrote a book about it called Cosmic Christmas.  Here is what the inside cover says . . .

. . .do we know the whole story?  What about the hidden happenings that might have led up to the Savior's birth?  Was the arrival of Jesus a quietly profound event?  Or could it have been the result of heavenly battles, angel armies, and a scheming Satan?  Envision a confrontation in heaven between the King of creation and the rebellious Satan.  Threats.  Challenges.  A gauntlet laid on the floor of the sky.  And then the passage from heaven to earth.  "There was a war in heaven" the Bible states in Rev. 12:7.  Angels battling Satan's armies as they transport the essence of heaven itself.

The back cover reads. . .

The two stood facing each other, God robed in light, each thread glowing.  Satan canopied in evil, the very fabric of his robe seeming to crawl.  Satan rose slowly off his haunches. Like a wary wolf, he walked a wide circle toward the desk until he stood before the volume and read the word: Immanuel.
Immanuel?  He muttered to himself.  "God with us?"  The hooded head truned squarely toward the face of the Father.  "No. Not even you would do that.  Not even you would go so far.  The plan is bizarre!  You don't know how dark I've made the Earth.  It's putrid.  It's evil, It's. . .
"It is mine," proclaimed the King.  "And I will reclaim what is mine."
"Why?" Satan asked.  "Why would you do this?"
The Father's voice was deep and soft.  "Because I love them."

Wow!  This gives me goose bumps.  And you know what I think?  Anyone out there who is wondering if they are worthy, please just let me shout a great big "Yes!"  The angels and Satan battled in Heaven for you.  God let a part of himself leave the comfort of a holy home to come to this Earth for you and for me.  Why?  Because He loves us.  Yes, you are worthy.  You are special.  You are loved.  Let's live our lives showing Him that we think He is worthy, that He is special,  that He is loved by us.

As a new month begins, let's prepare our hearts by thanking Him, our Heavenly Father, for the battle that was won on our behalf, the battle that was fought before that very first Christmas tree went up, before there were wreaths on the doors and bells ringing from the churches.

Thank you Father for loving us so!
It is going to be a Merry Christmas