Why We Have To Talk About Sex
It was dark when Olivia and I pulled into the driveway after church one evening several years ago. I remember it like it was yesterday, though, because the car became more than a vehicle in that moment. Suddenly, it was transformed into the perfect place for a...
Reflections on Motherhood
I remember holding Erich in my arms for the very first time. I couldn't believe this little bundle of life had somehow been entrusted to my care. I had no training except for a few babysitting jobs in high school, but none of those jobs had involved a brand new baby....
When She Sees A Beginning But I Can Only See An End
I never thought I would struggle with the thought of an empty nest. I love watching my kids explore the world. I smile when I know they're risking it all to pursue their dreams. I'm a believer in a great, big life for each of our children, and I admire their deep...
My Biggest Fear
I've struggled with a lot of different kinds of fears in my life. I actually remember being terrified of the night sky as a little girl. If you've ever looked up and seen the sky at night in Oklahoma, you understand the overwhelming beauty of endless stars from one...
When Church Is The Hardest Place To Go
I can handle Walmart. Long rows of isolation. A few passers-by and a nod. That's all I have to give as I look for laundry detergent and dog food. But church? There's hugging and laughing, and so much smiling. And people praising God for answered prayers. Then there's...
Your Story Matters
Have you ever read a really great book? Drama Suspense Conflict Turning the page is the only option, because you just have to know what's next. Powerful story lines keep us up all night, and I like to think our life stories are what keep God up, too. When I read...
Laundry, Glue Guns, Daughters, and Grief
Have you ever held a cup in your hands, running over with all things good, and found yourself checking for possible cracks, ways for what you so carefully hold to accidentally slip away? I'm married to a man who can hold a hole-filled bucket up to the sun and create a...
What Every Teacher Needs To Know
You arrive early. Often in the dark. Papers need graded. Copies need made. Boards need filled. And then....................... You stay late. Meetings demand your presence. Lesson plans require your time. In between these dark hours of morning and these late hours of...
The House Cleaning Only God Sees
I climb the dark stairs early. Part of me thinks "maybe I should be starting a load of laundry or unloading the dishwasher," but deep inside I know the real need for cleaning can't be seen by anyone but me......... and God. So I take another step toward the room where...
Make Today Matter
Have you ever rolled over in bed and kind-of dreaded your day? Wished for a different agenda? Longed for a way to run from the things facing you? I don't know about you, but I feel guilty when I feel this way. I read a news story about refugees in search of a safe...
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 



