No matter how many times I begin to type, backspace and delete, and begin again this morning, I just can’t seem to start this Monday with words.
Sometimes when I find myself wordless, it’s better just to admit it and move on to something else like blow-drying my hair or packing Olivia’s lunch.
Because there’s something about saying out loud, “I have no words,” that causes words to flow.
Maybe that’s how it is with all things in life.
When we reach the bottom of ourselves and just admit it something happens that isn’t from us anymore.
It’s as if the simple act of admitting our emptiness fills us up with something even better than we could have created on our own.
I think that’s what God is talking about when He says we die to ourselves so that we can follow Him.
It’s not that He doesn’t value us, but He knows as our Creator that without Him we really are nothing anyway.
It’s in our opening ourselves up to His filling that we become full.
It’s in our releasing our grip that He is allowed to carry whatever we can’t.
Yesterday in Sunday school we listened to a message in which the speaker talked about the time in the wilderness when the Israelites were complaining about the manna and Moses was overwhelmed.
Moses went to God and poured out his heart.
He said, “This burden is to heavy for me to carry.”
God understood Moses’ problem and devised a plan, but Moses still found it overwhelming and once again went to God with a sense of bewilderment.
I love God’s second reply.
He simply said, “Is the arm of the Lord too short?”
I love that question!!
No matter what you’re facing today, take it to God and believe with all your heart that with God all things are possible.
His arm is not too short to reach you.
He cares about every detail of your life.
Trust Him today.
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 
