I don’t think David planned to have an affair with Bathsheba,
become the father of her child,
and then eventually have her husband killed at war so that she could become his wife.
I don’t think David realized that his sins would lead to great punishment for his people and the death of his new infant son.
Sometimes, though, we find ourselves in a big mess simply by being in the wrong place at the wrong time.
I Chron. 20:1 says,
In the spring, at the time when kings go off to war,
Joab led out the armed forces.
He laid waste the land of the Ammonites and went to Rabbah and besieged it,
but David remained in Jerusalem.
David was the king.
He should have been at war.
But because he stayed home while most men were gone,
he found himself wandering around on the rooftop of the palace one day, looking out over his city, and discovering a beautiful woman.
One thing led to another and before David knew it, he was penning a Psalm of repentance because Nathan had arrived and announced all of the wickedness David had done in God’s sight.
Even though David wasn’t where he was suppose to be, he quickly learned that God had been exactly where He was suppose to be all along.
See, God never left David even though David walked away from God.
In life, we’re going to find ourselves wandering from time to time.
Sometimes our wandering can lead to little mistakes.
Other times it can lead to total disaster.
No matter where we end up, though, in these times of wanderings, one thing never changes.
God is still there.
We can run.
We can try to hide.
We can pretend He’s too busy to notice.
We can even hope that somehow He’ll look the other way.
But in the end, we’ll always learn.
God never left us alone.
Night and day.
Good and bad.
He was there.
Today, I’m not sure where you’re suppose to be.
But I hope you’re in the right place.
At the right time.
If not, I hope you’ll remember that you’re not alone-
even in this season of wandering.
God is with you.
He is always where He is suppose to be.
And I’m so thankful.



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 

Thank you for reminding me that,” He will never leave me or forsake me.” I am going to try really hard to remeber that his presence is with me today, escpecially while I am at work.
You did it again! Thanks Tammy, I am so thankful (Thanks OraLee) I was led to this blog. Always a word in due season. Mary
I’ve been a follower on your blog for a while now and would like to invite you to visit and perhaps follow me back. Sorry I took so long for the invitation