My dear brothers and sisters, take note of this: Everyone should be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry, because human anger does not produce the righteousness that God desires. Therefore, get rid of all moral filth and the evil that is so prevalent and humbly accept the word planted in you, which can save you.
James 1:19-21
I love the old hymn that contains this verse,
Open my ears, that I may hear
voices of truth thou sendest clear;
and while the wavenotes fall on my ear,
everything false will disappear.
Silently now I wait for thee,
ready, my God, thy will to see.
Open my ears, illumine me, Spirit divine!
This morning as I find myself rushing around
(This is morning Olivia and I go to breakfast every week at 6:45
and she remembered late last night after basketball
that she needs chocolate chip
muffin mix for school today,
so I'm trying to figure that out in my head while I rush around.)
I’m thankful that I paused to read the next few verses in James.
Just before I read them, I looked up and read the message board
on the wall right in front of me and it says,
'Let us be silent that we may hear the whisper of God."
closed my eyes for a moment as my computer was booting up,
and just soaked in the thought of Him,
the presence of Him even in the midst of my crazy morning.
I am so thankful He is here.
When I am quick to listen and slow to speak,
I become much more like the person He longs for me to be.
I had a friend who was so quick to listen and slow to speak.
Sitting with her was always so relaxing,
because she just enjoyed being together sipping hot tea.
When she passed away, I knew that God was smiling
because she had learned the secret to simply being with Him.
When I sat down this morning, Debbie Pickens was so far from mind;
but in my stillness, in the quiet, God has brought
her to mind and I am so thankful.
Thinking of her always reminds me of what is most important
and what God longs for our lives to focused on.
Him.
Not speaking out just because I have something to say.
Not becoming angry when things don’t go my way.Not the things of this world.
No, God longs for us to accept His Word humbly
and simply be still and
savor the gift of salvation.
Debbie did this daily.
I never saw her angry or upset.
She smiled, she listened,
and she had a peace that passes understanding.
Today, I pray that all of you can have s
Debbie Pickens’ kind-of day.
I love you all so much,
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 
I am learning to listen – to listen for Him and to listen to others – for me that is the hard part – I love to communicate – but perfect communication flows both ways.
Hope beakfast was a blessing!