At 5:30 this evening we’ll be heading to Cabell Huntington Hospital to deliver baskets to all of the children on the pediatric floor.
It’s almost surreal to me that last year at this time we were in last few days of Nick’s earthly life.
I still believed last year at this time that God could heal Nick. Even with all of his physical struggles, I never stopped believing that God could perform a miracle.
When God chose to take Nick from us, I’m going to be honest. I did not understand.
Many times even now I do not understand.
I know that if Nick were here, we would still deliver baskets tonight. He would be right there with us……….grinning ear to ear and being so sympathetic to every child who is dealing with IVs and shots and tests and all sorts of different medical treatments.
I have to believe that Nick will still be with us tonight.
It’s the only way I can enter the hospital and wear a smile.
I’m looking forward to sharing the hope and love of Jesus with families in the hospital, but I’m also kind-of dreading it.
My mind and heart swirl with so many different emotions.
If you think of us tonight, please whisper a little prayer.
But more than for us, please keep praying for the family of Snowy Hall, who died yesterday.
In December of 2007 as our youngest son, Nick, was fighting brain cancer, I began to blog. Writing provided a way for me to release all of my questions, fears, and doubts. It also allowed me to share the ups and downs of Nick's journey with people who were praying for him all over the world. When Nick went Home in November of 2008, my blog became my way of searching for God in the midst of my deep heartache. My heart was broken and grief brought to the surface every emotion imaginable. Being able to release those emotions through my writing brought a sense of purpose to my pain. Having already walked the road of grief in 1992 when we lost our daughter to SIDS, I knew I needed a way to keep from falling into a pit of depression and despair. I had walked close to the edge of a bottomless pit when we lost our daughter,and I knew I couldn't let myself get that close to the edge again. This blog has been and continues to be my tiny corner of the world where I can share My Heart as I journey through God's Word.......thus the name........ My Heart His Words. Thank you for taking time to share life with me. If we do not meet while here on earth, I look forward to hearing all about your life when we reach our final destiny.........Heaven! Email me anytime at 
Definitely will pray for you. I know how hard that must be for you. God will bless you and keep you!
Martha
Tammy, I just want you to know my heart is with you. I wish you happiness and strength to get through the holidays joyfully. I lost my father to a brain tumor and it’s taken three years for holidays to return to some semblance of what feels normal. Just remember that the enemy came to steal, kill, and destroy, so hold onto your joy even in the midst of mourning.
I’m guessing that by now you’ve come and gone from the hospital and I trust that the Lord met you there in a powerful way and your dread was turned to hope and love and even laughter.