Thoughts on the Mother of Jesus in 2020
It almost feels like an out of body experience. Listening to David Nevue’s “Broken,” and clicking away at my keyboard. When I think of blogging, I think of the “good ole days” when I got up at 5:00 a.m. and wrote every single morning...
A Walk With A Writer
When a writer experiences a phenomena called “writer’s block,” where he sits and stares at a blank piece of paper or an empty computer screen for hours on end, there’s one thing he should always do. No matter what. ___________________________...
When Guest Books Speak
An old copy of “Singing in the Rain,” found by my son-in-law as we were packing our Grayson home late one night, became a place for all of us to take a break and practice what is called in literature as “black-out poetry.” We had so much...
The Truth About Seeing All Sides
l haven’t moved around enough. Stepped back far enough. Climbed up high enough. Sat down low enough. Leaned in far enough. Or gazed up long enough. To honestly say “I get it” about much of anything going on these days. I see glimpses of light from...
On Racism, Justice, and Walking a Mile in Someone Else’s Shoes
I walked by this park bench in Knoxville, Tennessee, Friday morning. Tennis shoes and socks sat abandoned, as if the owner had decided he’d had enough. “Walk a mile in me,” they whispered. But as I stood there wondering why in the world anyone would...
When I Don’t Know What Else To Do
I’ve never met this family but I feel like I have. Ever since I read the first article about Maddie Bell’s disappearance, I’ve found myself checking online news for updates at least once every few hours. Hoping and praying…… she’s...
If Mother’s Day Is Hard……..
To every woman who’s hurting, I love you. To every son or daughter who’s longing for a hug, I love you too. It’s okay to feel sad on a day when others seem happy. It’s okay to feel angry too. Life isn’t fair. And it’s rarely easy....
Why I Know, More Than Ever, I Need A Way Maker
I remember the day I bought my 2020 planner. I wanted one small enough to fit in my purse…. But big enough for detailed daily planning. I thought I had so much to do. If that wasn’t enough, I wanted one that was cute. Teal preferably. Maybe with stickers....
Facing Good Friday with Covered Faces
There’s nothing easy about a pandemic, but it’s not the first time our world has faced a crisis. And I’m thinking it won’t be the last. So what do we do when life is hard? Where do we turn when every path leads the same direction? I mean,...
Meet Tammy
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 tammynischan@yahoo.com and I will reply as soon as I can!
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