One option my students had for presenting their book reports was to create a memory box in which they placed five items that represented key moments in the book they had read. I was so impressed with their work! As I listened to them explain the items in their boxes, it occurred to me that our lives are stories…….
Full of special moments.
If you were to fill a box with special things from your life story, what would they be?? Friends, family, places, things?????
I thought I’d share a few of my students’ creations with you tonight. I have so many more to share!
Praying your weekend is full of special moments!
May your memory box overflow!
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 
Liked the memory boxes. I have been blessed with so many good memories and they certainly fill my heart for 64 years. We are so blessed each day. Hugs, Sandy