Now listen, you rich people, weep and wail because of the misery that is coming on you.
Your wealth has rotted, and moths have eaten your clothes. Your gold and silver are corroded.
Their corrosion will testify against you and eat your flesh like fire. You have hoarded wealth in the last days.
Look! The wages you failed to pay the workers who mowed your fields are crying out against you.
The cries of the harvesters have reached the ears of the Lord Almighty.
You have lived on earth in luxury and self-indulgence. You have fattened yourselves in the day of slaughter.
You have condemned and murdered the innocent one, who was not opposing you.
James 4:1-6
When I first read this passage this morning, I almost skipped it because I thought, “This passage is for the extremely wealthy who mistreat poor people.” My readers will not be able to relate to these verses.
I thought this because,
I don’t consider myself wealthy.
I shop at WalMart.
I love Goodwill stores.
My husband and college son share a car that is very used.
I save grocery bags to use as trash can liners in my bathrooms.
Our home is modest and needs a new driveway, a new roof, and a new fence.
We are not extravagant people.
BUT………
When I think of the sweet people we met in India two years ago, I feel extremely wealthy.
I feel as if I spend most of my money, except for what we give at church on Sunday morning, on my family’s needs.
I feel spoiled.
And I ask myself, am I doing enough for the poor?
I adopted Raj through World Vision, but I feel like there’s more for me to do.
I want to live selflessly, and yet I fight a very selfish nature.
I do not want to be considered a “hoarder” of my wealth.
I do not want my gold and silver to testify against me.
I’m praying this morning that God will open my eyes and heart and ears to His plan for me and Tim.
Where does He want to use us?
How does He want to use us?
He’s stirring something inside of us, and I don’t know what that means or look likes.
But I want to be ready.
And I want to be willing.
I’m praying for you, too.
How can God use you to meet the needs of a hurting world that needs His love???
When Nick was sick, my mom saw a perfect thumbs-up cloud in the sky after we had been photographing friends and family with their thumbs-up after Nick’s second successful surgery.
I shared the cloud picture on Nick’s website (Click Nick’s website and then go to “Nick’s Story” and scroll down about 1/3 of the page and you’ll see the cloud picture). After I shared the picture we began receiving photos of thumbs-up from all over the world.
This is one of the thumbs-up pictures we received from Haiti.
If these kids were able to smile and share God’s love with us at a time when we needed to feel it so deeply, what can we do for them, and so many others, now?


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 

Thanks for giving me something to think about. What am I suppose to be doing? Hope to hear from you soon via email. Sandy