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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Choosing To Sit Not Speak
And just like that, Jacob, and eventually Joseph, have slipped off the earth. Men of great influence and power. Gone. Men who walked with God when many were running the other way. Now with Him. On the other side. ___________________________________ And maybe to give...
Because Every Move Matters
Joseph's brothers finally return home to tell their father the big news. Joseph is alive! The brother they'd once wanted to kill will now be the very one to keep all of them alive. The entire family is soon escorted to Egypt. A celebratory parade of men, women,...
The Best A Man Can Be
This isn't anything new. Men longing to be their best. But not making "the cut." Literally. Joseph's brothers felt the daily pain of falling short in the eyes of their father. And decided to take matters into their own hands. Remove the son who made them feel "less...
When Faith Seats Us At The Table
Thirteen years have passed since Joseph was sold into slavery by his brothers. From becoming the personal attendant to Potiphar to being thrown into prison by this very same man, Joseph has learned that his confidence should never be placed in the hands of men. So...
You’re Wearing More Than You Might Think
I love slipping into my robe every morning. And enjoying the space between sleeping and getting ready for the day. The spacious place where decisions are totally mine. Drink coffee? Drink hot tea? The choice is mine. Start laundry or wait til evening? The choice is...
Don’t Worry If Your Family Isn’t Perfect
When God called Abraham to be the father of many nations, ultimately leading to the birth of Jesus, He surely knew this family tree was going to include some extremely thorny branches. Jealousy Murder Deception Lies They all grew here. Yet God chose not to chop it...
He’s Seen It All…..And He’s Still Here
I have to confess. There was a small chapter of my life when I watched "Days of Our Lives." I knew the plot line was shallow. And I knew that in real life dramatic conversations rarely end with someone sipping coffee while music plays them out of the scene. But for...
The Thing About Covenants
Since the beginning of time, God has been in the covenant-making business. Working with imperfect people to complete a perfect plan. He started in a garden. With a couple who for all practical purposes "had it made." But still went looking. Wanting more. Stepping over...
When God’s Plan May Not Involve Me
I'll wonder every time. Did God's plan include Rebekah's decision to trick Isaac? To have Jacob lie to his own dad? In Old Testament times, the blessing of a father could not be revoked once spoken. Rebekah surely knew this. Isaac surely knew this too. But they moved...
Because Stories Can’t Be Shared Until He Writes Them
How often did Abraham retell his story? Sitting by the gate of the city (or wherever men gathered to chat in Old Testament times), he surely rehashed the details time and time again. An elderly couple A promised son And a God who asked for that very son to be...