The morning minutes slip through my hands most quickly.
These dark and cozy intervals of time when everyone in the house sleeps but me.
Even the dogs breathe heavy and take a break from begging for a treat.
It’s so quiet here in these hushed seconds of tranquility.
And peace seems easy.
Leaning back and closing my eyes,
I’m aware of Him – His love, His goodness, His faithfulness.
Even though I’m well aware of all that isn’t good in the world these days,
I still feel His presence, and it’s in this dimly-lit hour of pre-morning solitude that I regroup, refocus, and remember all He promises…..
And peace comes easy.
Soon, though, the sun will sneak up over the horizon, alarm clocks will chime upstairs and down, dogs will scratch at doors and bark for attention……………..
Warm jammies will be exchanged for not-always-comfy work clothes.
And the pace of life will be often be determined by situations out of my control.
“Easy peace” will be replaced with the hustle and bustle of this world’s demands,
and it will take some effort to remember this moment.
This quiet early-morning moment.
But that’s my goal today.
To remember.
To hang on.
To know………………..
that no matter how crazy this day gets,
No matter how bad the news.
There’s always peace when He is here.
Easy peace.
And I believe with all my heart,
He’s here.
Hang on to this promise today.
Hang on to easy peace.
John 14:27
Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you.
I do not give to you as the world gives.
Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.


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 
