The sugary scent of Sprite must have lured him to the can.
Unaware of how close he was to a fatal swat,
he lingered, soaking up every bit of sweetness he could find.
I had no reason to hurt him.
I was really in his world anyway.
Outside, I feel a bee has a few more rights than I do.
Inside may be another story.
As I watched him move around the rim of what to him was a metal flower,
I couldn’t help but think of how close I was to also being hurt.
One sip from the can without looking,
and I would have had a nice big bee sting right on the top of my lip.
So there we were.
A bee and me…..
both hovering over a sweet but dangerous drink on an otherwise beautiful, sunny day.
I’m starting to see life a little more like this moment.
One sip and everything changes.
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Words
Actions
Places
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Choose wisely, reap the benefit.
Choose carelessly, reap the cost.
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I’ve been careless along the way.
I’ve missed the bee on my Sprite can of life,
and I’ve felt the sting.
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I’ve also seen the bee on my Sprite can of life,
and turned the other way.
And it’s made all the difference.
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Choose carefully today.
“Bee” careful.
Avoid the sting.
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The tongue has the power of life and death,
and those who love it will eat its fruit.
Proverbs 18:21
Walk with the wise and become wise,
for a companion of fools suffers harm.
Proverbs 13:20
Submit yourselves, then, to God.
Resist the devil, and he will flee from you.
James 4:7


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 
