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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When the music fades……….
A conversation this weekend has left me reflecting on the power of music. How much power does music have? When I listen to someone speak or read someone's words, does the music in the background affect my emotions? How about with my blog? What if the music on my blog...
When We Ask……….
Pride can easily get in the way of admitting I am struggling. Why? I think it's because........ I want to look as if I "get" everything. I want to appear professional and capable. I want people to see me as someone who can handle the things life throws my way....
Weekend Memories……
We spent this past Saturday with my family in Brandenburg. My sister and her family were up from Florida, so we got together for a cookout. It was great to see my brother-in-law, sister and nephews, my brother and his wife, mom and dad, and Erich and Mallory. 🙂 (And...
Living Water………
I love fountains. This one sits on my mom's deck, and there's something very therapeutic about sitting near it and just listening to the water pass from pitcher to pitcher then start all over again. It's almost as if the water is alive. Not stagnate, simply sitting...
How He Works…….
I arrived at school a little later than I like this morning, thankful for my first period planning time so I could get my boards ready and papers copied. Not long after arriving, though, the secretary peeked in my room and asked if I could possibly cover for Mr.H, the...
Being Honest………
When I look at this screen and think of each of you who may stop by to read my words, I'm tempted to write some kind of thoughts that sound spiritually uplifting and give the allusion that I am somehow handling life the way Jesus would. I remember the famous "What...
The Power of a Pencil……….
Last year I gave away about 100 pencils before Christmas. This year I knew that I wouldn't be able to keep up this pace with the number of students I would have each period, but I didn't really know how to solve this problem. UNTIL........... I was in the Christian...
When "I" is Replaced with "You"
For this reason I kneel before the Father, from whom every family in heaven and on earth derives its name. I pray that out of his glorious riches he may strengthen you with power through his Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through...
Does He Like My House?????
And in him you too are being built together to become a dwelling in which God lives by his Spirit. Ephesians 2:22 One thing about teaching fulltime is making the choice to let some things "go" a little bit. This is hard for me, because one of the things I've had to...
Forgive Me…………
Just after posting my words yesterday, Evan came walking through the living room. He had set his alarm so that he could get up and fix me breakfast on my birthday. When he handed me this egg sandwich imprinted with a smiley face and the word "smile," I think he was...