2 From the ends of the earth I call to you,
I call as my heart grows faint;
lead me to the rock that is higher than I.
3 For you have been my refuge,
a strong tower against the foe.
I’m heading out today.
On a five-hour trip to Pittsburgh to attend Beth Moore’s Living Proof Conference.
It’s one of those trips that has had so many ups and downs since saying “yes” to attending…………
That I have to believe God wants me there.
I feel so many times like I am in the waters of this world tossed to and fro by events, circumstances, grief, my kid’s schedules, even people’s words………..
And yet there’s that promise I can’t ignore…….
The one that says “lead me to the Rock that is higher than I”
Why does the Psalmist believe God can do this?
Because he goes on to say, “For You have been my Refuge, a strong tower against the foe.”
And I believe that God has been that for me. My Refuge. My Strong Tower.
So today as I journey onto literally “unfamiliar roads” (interstates, city traffic, etc.), I will be looking up for courage and direction.
Yes, Tim has the GPS all set up for me and a Mapquest map printed out.
Yes, Anita will be right there beside me to read the directions if I get confused.
But more than that I’m going to have to look up! And believe that God is truly leading me to a Rock that is higher than I.
We’re stopping at camp on the way to hug Olivia and help her pack up a bit. She’ll come home with Tim and sleep all day, I’m sure! I’ve heard through the grapevine that she has had a great week!
I’ll be home tomorrow evening, so I’ll let you know how the conference goes. I’ll try to refrain from finding myself on the floor at the feet of Beth Moore this time!!
Have a wonderful Friday and thank you for every prayer for our safety.
So much love,



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 

Praying the conference is just the retreat you need…and that God meets you there in a wonderful way! Be safe 🙂
Thank you for sharing your heart with us. You have been an encouragement to me. I lost my mother on May 14th this year, she was 61 yrs old. I have never felt closer to God than I do right now. It is amazing how God is there for you when you need Him the most. My mother died of stage 4 breast cancer that spread to her liver. I was with her the last 3 wks of her life. It was very hard to watch her die, but God was my strength. One night when I felt I couldn’t take anymore, I prayed to God asking Him to show me a scripture that would help me know He was there with me. I opened my Bible to Psalm 46:1. I immediately felt peace…. knowing that God was my strength and refuge in times of trouble. I am so awed at the love God shows us. Insignificant little me…. asked my Creator for comfort and He gave it to me. Not only with scripture, but from family and friends who were there for Dad and me. Tammy, please know that you are not alone in your grieving. It’s a bittersweet feeling for me. Sad, because I miss mom and want to talk to her…. but happy because she is young again… no more sorrow or pain in Heaven. I hope you feel God’s loving hand each day, and know that He is there.