Focus
A few days ago one of my students was showing me his target practice results from a recent practice.In a few days, he will be competing at the state level against top competitors from schools statewide.In order to win, he has to aim for the center and not be...
The Saving Power of a Scarlet Cord
“This scarlet cord will save you,” the spies told Rahab just before leaving the safety of her home. As they lowered themselves down the side of the wall, she did exactly what they told her to do. She tied the cord on the bars of her window and...
The Cost of Going All In
Olivia loves church camp!She counts down the days to retreats and summer events.When we pulled into Howells Mill Christian Assembly Friday evening, I heard these words from the back seat, “It feels so good to be back.”Hugs and screams followed as she...
When Twenty-Six Letters Come Up Short But His Word is Still Enough
I’ve read quotes from many famous authors this morning. Authors who have faced the pain of sudden loss. I’ve read the words of many famous men and women from history. Men and women who have walked roads of horrific tragedy and heartache. I’ve been...
Living For Him in Spite of Myself
Sometimes I look back on a day and think things like, “How did that happen?” “How did I let this life get the best of me?” “Why did I allow this or that to make me feel the way it did?” Sometimes I wake up and wish I could have a...
Looking Back as We Press On and Feeling Thankful
I was thumbing through the pages of an old photo album,remembering this particular day with a smile.My friend and photographer, Amy Parsons, did a photo shoot of our family as a gift the summer before Nick passed away; and I am forever thankful for every photograph...
What Our Body Can Teach Us About Love
I’ve pulled a muscle in my upper left arm. The simplest movement sends a shooting pain through my entire arm, and my whole body winces. The movement of my fingers when typing sends a vibration up to my shoulder that somehow causes the pain to stir, and even as I...
When Life Doesn’t Make Sense
Tim and I will be traveling to Huntington tomorrow evening for the visitation of one of his students who was in class one day last week and then found dead that same evening. He was an only child and my heart breaks as I think of the agony his family is going through...
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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