The Ambiance of the Season

Ah… the ambiance of a warm, crackling fireplace at Christmas! Stockings are hung by the chimney with care, hoping St. Nicholas will soon be there. But, if you live in a Scandinavian or a European country, do not hang those…

A Personal Thanksgiving Message

My sanctuary is barren on this tranquil day for the winter cold has taken its toll on our summer blooms. But even so, it feels good to sit outside and reflect on another year almost gone. It’s Thanksgiving, and I…

Losing Sight of Christmas

The muddy slush piles up against curbs and trampled footprints scatter about on the snow-covered sidewalks. Storefronts capitalize on impending Christmas shopping with festive, decorated windows. Full of alluring ideas that tax the mind where wallets won't permit, it’s hard…

No More Montgomery Wards

It was a cold Friday morning, and my mother promised to take me to see Santa the day after Thanksgiving. The winds howled, and flurries flew, but we bundled up and headed out, anyway. Twenty-five more days till Santa arrived…

It’s A Pancake Kind-a Morning

I returned from another morning of pedaling mail. The chill in the air reminded me of fall’s arrival. A simmering glare ignited the ominous sky. The rains of yesterday disappeared and a patchy dew laid low to the ground. I…

Let the Heavens Dance

Ascending into the heavens, high above the moon and stars, I can hear my Father, at a glance, calling out your name. The crowd forms and I mingle amongst them searching for the only one who's ever truly loved me.…

Memories, Old and New

Another year of memories will be soon be added into my 67-year-old book of life. I sit in the dark shadows of the garage, now packed up to move south after thirty years in the Midwest. God calms and soothes…

“Failure Is Not An Option”

“With a tear in his eye and a broken voice reflecting his soul, no man should ever have to crawl out of the depths of that which he has found himself in.” ~~Dana Bicks~~ Steady at the helm, I insisted,…

The Value of Thoughtfulness

Doing a thoughtful deed for others has such high rewards, but when it happens unexpectedly to yourself, it dramatically changes the credence of kindness. I’ll never forget coming home one day to find a neighbor who lived across the street,…

Nepotism

Today, I discovered how old the theory of nepotism, the art of favoritism, really is; it dates back long before Jesus, and even He fell victim to it. Jesus taught the art of loving one another and His Father’s demand…

If Satan Steals Your Thunder

In the quiet, a reverence silently proclaims a mysterious night. The darkness is haunting as the glimmering lightning echoes in the heavens. Every breath you take cuts like a knife. Alone, you contemplate, what if Satan steals your thunder? Does…

We Work For God

The blackest of clouds stalk the night's evening sunset. A phone call interrupts my joy of dreams. The update took precedence for a mother lost her young son to the practicing world of medicine. God forbid the professional caretakers who…

Family Ties

A Tribute to the Class of 1968, Severna Park High School The balmy night was young, and the reunion procession began by signing the giant book of memories. We meandered into the vestibule to find a table in the corner.…

Did You Miss the Radio Interview?

We want to share Dana Bicks' LIVE radio interview today on DivaTalkRadio. Kelli Claypool is a wonderful host and we want to give her a special thanks for inviting us on board! Click the link below to enjoy.....   ORDER…

Life Has No Reverse

I wish I could rewrite my history. As a lonely child, I often cried in my room. I felt the entire world squarely on my shoulders. Maybe it was a maturity thing, and I hoped I’d outgrow it, but it…

Inoculate Hate

At this moment, let’s imagine what the world would be like if we could inoculate hate and evil from the earth. Think of the lives we would save! A world where everyone would live together; no fathom, no harm, only…

Life’s Lies

The heavens are disgruntled. God's tears fall through the pastel gray clouds illuminated with streaks of sherbet colors. The veins of rain pour through the morning light. Somber is my surroundings, for God is closing in - fed up with…

Humility: The Sums of Ignorance

A star-studded funeral procession has me pondering if the deceased would have appreciated such a lack of respect. Many famous names donned their formal attire and tried to pretend their soul was clothed in reverence. I observed, in disgrace, this…

Rap Sheet

In the dawn's early morn, the pain of yesterday's yearnings claim a broken spirit’s aches. Our skeletons hang in mirrored closets as we armor ourselves against prosecutions. Oh, the stories our hearts and souls could tell, for no one is…

Characters and Actors

It’s the third week of August, and our cooler weather is so out of character for Arkansas. Even a nearby chameleon notices the change. He lays in the flowers changing colors so as not to be seen by enemies. I…

Unrehearsed

As day breaks, I meander my way through the carved paths few traveled along the mountainsides. Thousand of years ago, God arrived and planted trees to hold the hillside, and His flowers bloomed adding to the beauty of nature. A…