We packed our weekend full of activities, forcing ourselves to do the “normal” things like putting up our tree, hanging Christmas lights, and even putting stockings on the mantle which I dreaded most of all.
I have much to write about from the weekend, but for this morning all I can say is I am having a tough time and am trying my best to do everything “with hope.”
Thank you, Janet, for sharing this song with me this morning. I needed it.
Thank you for your prayers. Please keep praying.
Much, 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 
Oh, Tammy, my heart aches with you. Thanks for sharing that song and your pain. Will keep praying.
Martha
Hi sweet friend. You have been on my heart and finally I got to come over to check on you. My heart aches for you!!! And your whole family. I just wish I could reach through this screen and hug you tight and cry with you!
Grieve with HOPE my friend. Nick would want you to smile as the tears drip down your cheeks. He’d want you to taste the salt in them and wonder at the creativity of God who decided our tears would be salty and not sweet, or tasteless.
He would want you to take that gaping whole in your heart and let someone fill it with laughter and hugs and wonderful memories of a boy who lived life and gave life more than most can do in a long lifetime!
I love you dearly and I hold on to the hope that you will get past this painful, knock-the-wind-out-of-you place. Oh how I pray that His comfort and joy would fill your heart today for no reason other than because His love and presence dwells in your heart.
{{{{HUGS}}}}
Renee