1 To you I call, O LORD my Rock;
do not turn a deaf ear to me.
For if you remain silent,
I will be like those who have gone down to the pit.
2 Hear my cry for mercy
as I call to you for help,
as I lift up my hands
toward your Most Holy Place.
3 Do not drag me away with the wicked,
with those who do evil,
who speak cordially with their neighbors
but harbor malice in their hearts.
Do you ever have one of those days or one of those weeks where you just KNOW that the devil is on a mission to rob, kill, or destroy whatever he can lay his hands on?
One of those days or weeks where the only way you keep from sliding into the nearest pit is by digging your nails into the ground and holding on with all your might?
Well, I have had one of those weeks……….
In spite of the work we accomplished on Adrienne’s Angel Memory Boxes or the delivery of a Basket of Hope through a teacher-friend in a nearby town….
The devil has somehow allowed me to get so near a pit of depression and anger that I just about fell in!
Thank you, dearest of friends, for lending me your ear this afternoon to get some things off my chest. I don’t know what I’d do without you.
It’s been a tough day. I’m not going to pretend everything is perfect. It’s just not.
But God is tougher. His plans are higher.
So, as I yawn and think about the fact that I have to speak at a church tomorrow on “Finding Peace,” I feel certain the devil has caused me to face this “peace-less” week in hopes of destroying any message God may share through me.
Please pray that I can regain my strength and peace by tomorrow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I am hanging on for dear life!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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 
Certainly praying for you friend!
Father, YOU are God! Thank You for loving us and for putting us here on this earth that you created. I pray right now, on behalf of Tammy. I pray that you would give her strength where she has none and that she would receive the peace that passes ALL understanding so the Your name can be glorified in her life.
In the precious name of Jesus,
Amen
Tammy,
I’m logging on and reading this after the fact, but I hope your day went well today. I saw the post above so I know that you left your house prepared!!
We love you Tammy! I wanted to tell you I got the rupees in the mail and thank you again. Thanks for thinking of us and know that Nick’s story reaches far and wide.
We are praying for you and your family, always. This week was very strange. My husband, a Nurse Anesthetist, got a “message from beyond” from one of his patients upon waking from a surgery. You see, his identical twin brother passed away 6 years ago. Her words were comforting. God speaks through us all. She told him that someone very close to him was THERE for him.