Two hundred and twelve Levites were chosen to guard the temple.
As gatekeepers,
they monitored who entered the temple and who left it,
protecting it at night
and opening it every morning.
From the north, south, east, and west,
the temple was secure.
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It’s Monday morning,
the sun is already brightly shining outside my kitchen windows.
In less than an hour I will venture out into the world
with a full day ahead of me.
I’ll encounter many people along the way
and face situations I can’t begin to imagine from the comfort of my home.
I know there will be times when I will feel overwhelmed,
emotional, stressed, and stretched beyond what I feel I’m capable.
All the while,
I will carry with me the very presence of God.
Do you not know that your bodies are temples of the Holy Spirit,
who is in you,
whom you have received from God?
You are not your own.
I Cor. 6:19
God doesn’t want to just be near me today.
He wants to live IN me.
Go where I go.
See what we see.
Hear what we hear.
How different would today look if I remembered the importance of gatekeepers many years ago?
The men who spent their entire lives protecting the very thing I’m now called to be.
Temples were sacred,
and God’s presence was a gift worth protecting.
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How much effort do I put into guarding the gate to my own soul,
the sacred dwelling place of God?
It took 212 men to protect the temple in the wilderness.
Who am I to think I can go into today
without a constant awareness
of just how easily the enemy tries to slip into my thoughts and actions
if I’m not vigilant on every side?
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This morning, I hear God saying,
“Stand guard. You, and you alone, are the gatekeeper of your soul.”
Keep your heart with all vigilance,
for from it flow the springs of life.
Proverbs 4:23
Submit yourselves therefore to God. Resist the devil, and he will flee from you.
Draw near to God, and he will draw near to you.
Cleanse your hands, you sinners, and purify your hearts, you double-minded.
James 4:7-8


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 
