It’s quiet here………………
except for the sound of the garbage truck stopping in front of our house to pick up our trash.
It’s easy to get rid of some of the things we don’t want in our life anymore.
Bag them up.
Set the out.
And wait for the right person to come take them away.
Forever.
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It’s not that easy to toss away other things though.
Painful memories.
Regrets.
Words spoken too quickly.
Actions taken without considering the consequence.
There are just some things a trash can will never hold.
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The Israelites were given specific instructions for getting rid of things a trash can couldn’t hold.
Mistakes.
Regrets.
Sin.
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Kill this animal or that.
Perfect.
Spotless.
The best of the flock.
Sprinkle the blood……….on all sides of the altar.
Offer all of it.
Every part.
I really don’t like reading this part of the Bible.
It makes me cringe.
Wonder.
Question.
There’s no easy way to read through Leviticus.
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And then I think about my sin and what it took to really rid my life of it.
Forever.
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The ultimate sacrifice.
Perfect.
Spotless.
The best in the flock.
Giving His whole life…………..every part of it.
His blood spilled.
For me.
To take away the trash a garbage can could never hold.
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When I really think about the crucifixion……………
really let my mind go there…………
I cringe.
I wonder.
I question.
There’s no easy way to read about the death of Jesus.
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I hear the garbage truck again.
The beeping as it backs up.
The clanging of the cans as they’re dumped.
My trash being taken away.
I don’t think I’ve ever paused to say “thank you” for such an easy way to rid my life of garbage.
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And the sound of the truck crushing the bags filled with all the things I do not want to keep………………………
it haunts me this morning as I think of Jesus and what He did for me so long ago so I could let go of so many other things I do not want to keep.
Isaiah 53:5
But he was pierced for our transgressions,
he was crushed for our iniquities;
the punishment that brought us peace was on him,
and by his wounds we are healed.
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Thank you, Jesus, for taking away all the things a garbage truck never could.
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 
