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 Life is Hard to Swallow
It's been a long week. One of those weeks when I've felt so tired all day long then crawled into bed and been unable to sleep peacefully. One of those weeks when I've woken up every morning with my throat feeling as if someone decided to fill it with cotton balls and...
When You Can’t Hear God
“Therefore, say to the Israelites: ‘I am the Lord, and I will bring you out from under the yoke of the Egyptians. I will free you from being slaves to them, and I will redeem you with an outstretched arm and with mighty acts of judgment. I will take you as my own...
When You’re Not Sure What to Pray
It's quiet. My heart is filled to overflowing.......... I have so much to say, and deep inside I know He's listening. The Creator of the universe. The One who spoke the stars into space and the planets into orbit. From nothing He made everything. He spoke and chaos...
When We Wrestle With God
This morning I read about Jacob wrestling with God. His struggle for a blessing ended with a new name (Israel) and a permanent limp. Life changed forever, spiritually and physically, when Jacob came face to face with God. And if we're willing and ready, we too can...
Getting Out of the Gutter
Martha, my friend who many of you have prayed for as she has fought such a brave and inspiring fight with cancer, has been wanting to go bowling for over a year now. Saturday, we decided the "wanting" needed to be replaced with the "doing," and we planned an evening...
The Secret to Having It All
Need a fresh perspective? A new outlook? An attitude adjustment? I often find the winter months difficult, so the need for some quality self-talk always does my soul good. I've learned that seasonal blues are always a part of my January and February. And since I've...
Capturing Love With A Lens
I don't think I'll ever stop being amazed by the simple moments in this life that turn into defining ones. Just when I think I've seen it all, something happens that shifts the ground under my feet, helps me see more clearly what love really looks like, and causes me...
My Happy Birthday Wish for Olivia and Every Other Teenage Girl
Well, today's the day! Seventeen is Olivia's new sixteen, and the age of legal "adulthood" is only one year away for our youngest child! I remember this birthday very clearly in my own life, and I remember feeling, for the first time ever, like I was getting "old." I...
The God Who Sees
I've been sharing a picture of Olivia as a little girl each day for the past week on Instagram and Facebook. I've chosen to reflect on a very specific era in Olivia's life, because it was the chapter in which she was bringing such joy to our family after losing...
When You Realize You’re a Fake
Sitting on the shuttle that took us from our car to the ski lodge, I looked like any other skier ready to hit the slopes. Ski boots, goggles, snow pants, and jacket...................I had it all. I even had a certain level of excitement for the day, although I would...