One of Nick’s friends from his football team left this football (pictured above) at the cemetery with the words “Forever #14” written on it. Another football buddy left the little football figurine. Maria and I ran to the cemetery about a week ago and picked them to add to our new memory garden at the house so that we could keep them safe from being thrown away by anyone cleaning up the cemetery. A few days after that I saw this little reading angel at KMart and had to get it because Nick loved to read more than just about anything else.
I’m starting to cherish my little memory garden more and more every day.
If you’ve had to temporarily say ‘goodbye’ to someone who is very special to you, I encourage you to find some way to establish something in their memory.
I think there’s something powerful about memory gardens….if you think about it, Jesus chose to go to a garden to be alone with His Father…..
I’m amazed every day at just how human Jesus was while He was here…..and yet just how Divine He was at the same time.
I’m thankful for a Savior who understands the road of grief so intimately that He can walk right alongside all of us who have broken hearts, and yet I’m thankful that He demonstrated where to go with with our pain and our sadness so that we can still live for God.
He went to the garden, and I just have to believe that while He was there he soaked up every ounce of creation around Him.
Praying you will choose to soak up creation around you as you spend time alone with your Heavenly Father,


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 
