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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Have a Firm Faith Anyway……………
Last night at the jail, we talked with the girls about the fact that the only thing keeping them from a relationship with God is themselves. We talked about how He longs to be their Father, their Protector, their Provider. We talked about the truth that there is no...
June 22, 1878
(If you would like music playing while on my blog, go to my "IPod" on the right just below my photo and click the arrow to play music.) Did you know that 100 years ago today, there was a funeral in Princeton, New Jersey, for a man who had impacted the lives of so many...
Oh My!! I’m Sorry!
(They changed the way blog music is played through Blogspot. If you want music playing while on my blog, go to my "IPod" on the right just below my photo and click the arrow to play music.) This morning, I scrolled down to my post about Elijah on June 13th and...
I Finally Get It!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I have felt so wordless lately. Literally, out of words. It happens to writers from time to time. They even have a name for it.....They call it writer's block. When my students struggled with what to write about on "Free Write" days at school this year, I would often...
What Happens When the Brook Dries Up………
(They changed the way blog music is played through Blogspot. If you want music playing while on my blog, go to my "IPod" on the right just below my photo and click the arrow to play music.) Now Elijah the Tishbite, from Tishbe in Gilead, said to Ahab, "As the Lord,...
Why We Need a Great Physician………..
(They changed the way blog music is played through Blogspot. If you want music playing while on my blog, go to my "IPod" on the right just below my photo and click the arrow to play music. I added the music videos for David Nevue's beautiful music as well. I hope...
When Teachers Bake…….
Two weeks ago, I was in Washington, DC, with Olivia on her 8th grade field trip. One of the stops on the last day of the trip was DC Cupcakes. Olivia wanted to try the key lime cupcake, but I was drawn to the flavor "salted caramel." When I took a bite, OH MY! I had...
What Teachers Do When They Don’t Have to Grade Papers……..
Every once in a while, I love to share something I've done that is sort-of out of the ordinary. Well, today I put on an apron and spent a large portion of my day in my kitchen. Even though I love these kinds of days, there are definitely very "out of the ordinary" for...
What Happens When Life Slows Down and Your Inbox Gets a Good Reorganizing………..
I never thought that cleaning out my email inbox would leave me in tears. But there's something about going back in time that makes you painfully aware of just how far you have come. In the days just following Nick's death in 2008, my email inbox was flooded with...
Why It Might Be Best To Stop Asking Why………
Sitting in the jail cell last night, listening to the inmates talk about their upcoming court dates and the sentences they are expecting, I felt their fear. Although not bound by visible shackles, they are bound by cinderblock walls and doors with electric locks....