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 You Realize You Are The Old Testament Story
I knew it would happen eventually. I knew a morning would come when I would read the Bible with other things pressing on my heart with such force that every Word seemed tainted. Circumcision. Angels visiting Abraham. Abraham questioning their message. And Sarah...
He Knows Just What You Need
I can't imagine living in the days of the Old Testament. In our world of "rights" and "freedom," it's difficult to read stories like the one of Hagar. I'm not sure how she became part of Abram and Sarai's story, but here she is. An Egyptian slave with no voice, caught...
Building Altars and Pitching Tents
In Genesis 12, God calls Abram. And off Abram goes. His wife and nephew go too. There's not a lot of details added to this story. And in these moments, I find myself asking all kinds of questions. Did Sarai want to go? Did Lot have a choice? Lot's father had died, but...
Your Story Matters
As 2019 began, I didn't write down any definite resolutions for the year. I had a few goals in my mind, but they never made it to paper. Strangely enough, my biggest goal was to start writing consistently again. The past two and a half years have been a struggle for...
When Grief Says “Stay” But God Says “Move”
I've read it before. "Haran died in the presence of his father Terah." This phrase isn't used very often in the Bible. And it grabbed my heart this morning, because Nick died in my presence too................ and in the presence of his father, brothers, and many...
Even God Needs Reminders
Olivia spent many hours creating Christmas gifts for each member of our family. Handmade coasters. Burned wood in all kinds of styles, specially designed to match each family members' personality and style. Reminders of her love for us. And reminders of the love our...
Because He’s Still Watching
You don't have to make it very far in your daily Bible reading to hear the words, "When the Lord saw that human wickedness was widespread on the earth......." "The Lord regretted that He had made man on the earth, and He was deeply grieved." Just three chapters into...
Who In The World Did Cain Marry?
I've read the book of Genesis multiple times. But this morning one verse stopped me. Right after Cain is banished from the Garden and headed to the Land of Nod, east of Eden, something happens. And today it bothered me. "Cain was intimate with his wife, and she...
You Might Want To Write That Down
When our oldest son was born, I said something that still makes me and my mom laugh today. Every time a meal was delivered to my hospital room, it included a cup of coffee. As a young girl of just 21 years, coffee had not become part of my daily routine. And I always...
The Day God Calls Holy
I'm so glad God created the world in six days..... and then rested. I'm even more glad He chose to call that particular day, "Holy." Set apart. Sacred. Not the day He gathered water into one place. Or the day He said, "Let there be light." Or the day He made man in...