God’s Grace

So let this new year begin by putting God first in your life….

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With the fanfare behind us, I stand before God. Thank you God for my many blessings of ’17! Though there were downfalls, the promise of faith kept things in perspective. Abundant blessings can only originate from heaven. I can’t wait to see what our Lord has in store for 2018. Feeling extremely blessed, I’m not sure I can handle much more as God has anointed me, like so many others, with His love. Merely a messenger, I try to share God’s grace through my creative gift of writing. I only pray I can touch those searching for Christ’s love.

So let this new year begin by putting God first in your life. How much unfinished business do you have to deal with from years past? Start fresh — wipe the slate clean! Be born again as God grants to His anointed. Establish daily prayers and worship. Read the Bible because it contains an abundance of wisdom and encouragement for everyday life. Let your soul prosper, friends!

Watching the sun as it warms my heart, it’s fifteen degrees beyond the pain. I draw comfort knowing God is right here with us. He’s like a very best friend that you’ve known fShare God's Grace 3or years. Relish the fact there’s no fear inside although going outside is another story for Satan frolics in near subzero temperatures. Let your spirit be complimented by the will of the Lord, for only He can grant miracles here on Earth.

Waiting to watch the frozen sunset, I’ll put another log on the fire to warm up our heart’s desires. May God be with all of us, forever more, in the comforts of our own little sanctuary. The super moon is on the rise in the shivering cold so let’s wrap ourselves together and watch it climb. Blessing every step we take, holding hands, God will protect our love for each other. It will endure any bitterness.

God Bless!

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Mixed Emotions

Let us recognize our emotions and bring them to God.

 


The sun peeks through the ominous morning, lending itself to review the past. With no regrets, life though, has no reverse. It is a bowl of mixed emotions. Turning my back to the bone chilling cold, I can only look forward to a new budding season. I wait for the first vase of cut flowers to pierce the now frozen tundra. Mesmerized, the windsock reminds me of happier times and the sad turmoil of this last year…. a very rocky beginning, just ten months ago, but only God renews our spirits. Now looking out over the frozen sanctuary, I give Him all the glory a mustard’s seed, worth of warmth, can muster.

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Ordained in my Father’s warmth, love has driven me like a ship at sea in uncharted waters. So, I look back where God protected His spirit in me, never wanting me to lose faith. I see it so clearly now. With two living in holy matrimony on just one income, believe me–the Bible is correct! God protects his creatures at all ends of the spectrum. My soul reminds me of homemade chicken soup, bubbling over with joy. He keeps my spirit filled with miracles from above. Remembering where I was this time a year ago, saddled in prosperity, I thought everything was fine… but God knew differently. I was blinded from truths but my Heavenly Father still protected me from the evilness.

1 Peter 5: 6-8
Humble yourselves, therefore, under the mighty hand of God so that at the proper time he may exalt you, casting all your anxieties on him, because he cares for you. Be sober-minded; be watchful. Your adversary the devil prowls around like a roaring lion….

 

How grateful could a person be that God would separate the thunderstorms for a safe passage? Words just cannot explain the true meaning of my gratefulness! It’s only God’s spirit that I give thanks to for the true love I’m anointed with now. So the sun rises in a dreary glare, but the palm trees sway in the summer air. The sand soothes our soiled souls that come together to be God’s chosen people. We all are one in our walk with Him.


EDITOR’S NOTES:

Let us recognize our emotions and bring them to God. Submit your hearts to Him and allow Him to do His work in your actions. God will simply comfort us, reassure us, and remind us we need not fear. Sometimes, He may prompt us to forgive or to ask for forgiveness. But seek Him and share more of your heart through prayer.

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Brighter Horizons

…On The Eve of a New Year


 

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In the freezing evening air, I stare off into the warmth of the sun so many light years away. The winter vice has us in its clutch. I pray to God as bitterness penetrates my soul, my spirit lies in the grips of the winter winds. Buttoning up my collar I turn away from the howling.

It’s during this time of year that my thoughts follow my heart–it goes out to those who have lost love ones, as the bitterness reigns and winter winds destroy the joy. Saturated by this chill, we’re buried by the bitterness we hide inside as the last year has left us full of mixed emotions. Tears of joy sit framed on the dresser, though some I know are from broken hearts and relationships too. I share in your pain as well.

Yet, despite it all, God promises us that there are brighter horizons ahead and a good future with hope! Through the power of Jesus, you will be able to look forward with joy to God’s destiny on your life. So it is written….

Jeremiah 29:11
For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.

 

We will never understand or explain God’s reasoning for allowing us heartaches and losses to endure, but you must trust it is because He knows your future. Make this new year an exciting time of anticipation—waiting for God’s gifts to be bestowed upon you! Praise His name!

2 Corinthians 4: 18
So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.

 

God grants His grace upon those with an open heart—those who are willing to wait on His message. I know this to be true. Those who know me personally, can vouch for the hard times I was suffering through at this time last year. But His miracles started with just a phone call in January, and the rest, you could say, is history.

So, on this eve of a new and better year, the bitter sun sets for the last time on 2017. Feel the warmth in the dead of winter, and put a joy in your heart. Take the time to watch our Father as he begins to create our dreams, like little flowers breaking through the frozen tundra. Buds on branches bring hope to those who pray that spring can’t be very far away. Yes, the snow that captures a majestic landscape portrait, will soon melt like memories of the cold.

Happy New Year and hope–for brighter horizons!

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Touched By God

God is in the business of making miracles happen for certain believers.

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According to scripture, we try to analyze messages from the apostles and philosophers, and Matthew, Luke, Mark, and John. Trying to comprehend, one sometimes ponders the age old question— is the Bible accurate? I’m no different. So, all we can do is believe and have faith. But beyond the written Word, what if God plants a messenger amongst you today–one that leads a somewhat ordinary life, to reveal that He very much exists… a person who has been inwardly touched by God? What would you think about that? Would you be scared or draw nearer to God? Are you skeptical of such a thing?

Let me recite Exodus 23: 20-22, a verse detailing those touched by God:

“See, I am sending my angel ahead of you to guard you along the way and to bring you into the place I have prepared.…Do not rebel against him; he will not forgive your rebellion, since my Name is in him. If you listen carefully to what he says and do all that I say, I will be an enemy to your enemies and will oppose those who oppose you.”

God comes, in these times, and anoints His powers to unlikely candidates who we would consider to be undeserving. He places knowledge within this person to guide people and to prepare all of us for the end times. In a way, this touched person can relate to self-pity and aggression and he/she can guide you back to God’s Words to restore honor and dignity, self-respect, graciousness, compassion and humility. Without someone to relay His messages, people will falter and fail, make foolish mistakes and give their lives over to dangerous and oppressive situations.

A messenger demonstrates, in a very large sense, the true reality of your life—that you were sent into the world to do something important. Everyone is born for a greater purpose. And the fact that people are not aware of this or cannot find it or are blind to it, cannot hear it, cannot feel it—that is the tragedy of the human family. That is the cause for corruption, conflict, hatred and all of the things that plague us today.

So, the final question now is, how can we spot a person touched by God? One of the primary ways, and confirmed in the Bible, was through miracles. Recently, I heard a story about a man who woke in song and discovered seven different kinds of wild birds singing religious tunes — not to him but with him. His life has now totally changed as birds were used in the Bible to relay messages. And what about Moses? He was a murderer but he did honor God and ended up prophesizing His name.

Looking at myself, a professed Christian, I was awakened in the middle of the night and told to write these kind of messages from God, to you. Those who know me personally, know I’m not a writer and I refuse to profess that I am. I have no formal college education and can’t type. But my wife and I built this blog, devoted to our Lord, in June 2017, and have now reached 850,000 friends and we’ve never spent a dime. I was born left-handed until I write God’s messages, and that is only with my right-hand! So you may say, “Ok, that’s not so strange.” But I have experienced numerous other miracles too.

Once, I prayed to get a vehOLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAicle, with totally bald tires, towed safely through six states. I witnessed storm clouds totally part between the highway I was driving on. It was storming on each side of the road! And my list could go on and on…..

 

 

You see, my friends, God is in the business of making miracles happen for certain believers. He manifests Himself in others to deliver His messages to the world, to give you guidance. Being receptive to the fact that you may be touched, is the trick, but doubting it…. will become your loss, plain and simple. Just understand, foremost, that experiencing a true miracle in your life is the first sign of being chosen by God to do something spectacular in your life! Do not ignore it! Run with it and see where God takes you…. after all, what do you have to lose?

The House of Bread

….a sanctuary for all God’s children.

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On a hilly, winding road of adventurous curves of my Midwest state, I look across the manicured mountains and the sun is altering the colors. The trees line the ridge’s crest, a grandeur of stability, a misty shade of crimson. God, what an awesome sight! I close my eyes but for just a moment and suddenly I’m thinking back to the buggy days. Life’s pace was a whole lot different back then and these old roads were nothing but, well —- dirty.

 

You know, every couple of miles it seemed as though a church was erected…. not in any particular town, but just tucked in along the side of an old, dirt horse and buggy trail. As I’m regressing in thought, I see how loners, searching for the birth of the miracle child, traveled about in their own land. Hungry and tired, they too found comfort along the dusty roads. Like Bed and Breakfast Inns, churches, back then, welcomed those in need of shelter and warmth too. But this similarity goes far beyond bread and warmth.

 

I never gave it much thought, but the purpose of churches back then, was not just for believers but for a place to rest. Along the trails that led to those sacred cities, like the suburbs of today, were wayfaring stations, you might say. They combed the country. And then, like now, roads led to the center — the center of towns. Christianity grew as the word spread and farmers turned into followers, also looking for that miracle child.

 

Thousands came to welcome Him, bearing fruits and gifts to share. Churches heard of the wonderful word and welcomed all that traveled the dusty road. Jerusalem was the capitol of regimes…. some proclaimed, some denounced, but all those who came bearing faith in the name were welcomed. The bright star led the way to where He laid in the manger. The little town was kept a secret — “The House of Bread”, as it was referred to, built for those who traveled heavily laden…. those who came searching for His nourishment.

 

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Now, two thousand seventeen years later, with all the clichés, you understand The House of Bread, in Hebrew, was Bethlehem. Today, we travel the backroads of life, realizing how important those little churches were…. not dilapidated like some houses but a sanctuary for all God’s children. And today, they remain standing.

The Frozen Flowers

This wonderful God we serve, has planted a garden in us all.

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The warmth of the mornings sitting outside are over. The flowers that brought us such joy, is now frozen in time. But a candle continues to burn as my love for you will never die. Cuddled in the house, sipping my warm brew, I thank God for our new life. He made our dreams come true. The holidays, fast approaching, will be like none other! My spirit fills the room as I anxiously await for the holidays to begin. Being accompanied by you, is the greatest gift God could send me….my heart just smiles as I look out at the frozen flowers.

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As most grow older and settle for a habitual routine, you and I are about to dance on the roulette Wheel of Fortune. Our lives, so full of joy and blessings, God has anointed our love for one another. Together, our mission is to give that, which only comes from the Holy Spirit, to every last person on Earth. Washing away the demons of yesterday, I look at you across the room. As the sun’s rays filter on your face, I realize, now, that the hell we went through was worth it all. God has honored us for being faithful to Him. He has ignited our hearts into the greatest love story ever written!

Dreams – the impossible thoughts – do come true! Some, you would never believe possible. But through prayer, I confirm that all things are obtainable through our Heavenly Father. And when you talk about riches, it’s not money. It’s the immense security of God depositing His grace into the voids of the disheartened.

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Keeping the faith, knowing God gives you unconditional love, stay in prayer and let Him control. We are not powerful enough to move the world although we can all paddle to help it turn. Grab an oar! Lend your soul to where God guides you conscience!

My heart is so content as the sun burns away the pain of long ago. And though our frozen flowers may wilt in the coming days, our hearts will still blossom like a summer shower. Love only grows if you water it.

My dear friends, allow my love for our friendships to spill over into your holidays! I pray for our Father to anoint everyone’s soul with the spirit of love and not contain our hearts’ determination. This wonderful God we serve, has planted a garden in us all. We discover, later in life, how to nurture the spirit that keeps our flowers from freezing.

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A Silent Voice

With God’s hands lying over top of his, dyslexia has come as his greatest gift….the gift of creativity. An emotionally-charged, true story…..

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He listened to the adolescents innocently frolicking beyond the school. The merry-go-round is full of petticoats and saddle shoes, as very young men in dungarees and penny loafers fair the propulsion. Life was grand back then – hide and seek, dodge ball, and tag….except for the little child who remained on the school steps writing in his loose-leaf notebook. Tear drops fell where the pages filled up with dreams – sketches of boats and homes. A little child, reserved in dialog, smiled at the others as he drew a world others had never seen.

Parked on the hard concrete steps, weathering-in a t-shirt, shorts and Keds, sat this little butterball of an overweight kid. Drawing his life away, believing in his brothers, “Boy’s Life” magazines, he dreamt that someday he’d find his way to those pristine places.

A door opened and a teacher kicked him from behind. “Let’s go!”, she said as she blew her whistle. “It’s time for class. Lunch and recess is over.” So as not to be stampeded, he slid to the side and grabbed ahold of a rail, hoping the herd of classmates didn’t trammel his dreams. Last in class, he pulled his chair up to the front by the teachers desk. The class unmercifully laughed him.

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But in his world, time didn’t matter – just the joy of living somewhere else other than at a dirty desk of pencils and crayons. Trying to comprehend as a little child, the shortest in class wandered off in the middle of arithmetic. He took up space until the pre-dismissal bell rang. Finally! Another day of being made fun of had come to an end! So, he walked home with Peter, his next door neighbor.

And as the night drew near, the portable black and white waved it’s tinfoil rabbit ears. It was time to stick his nose back into the books of things he couldn’t remember. His little school desk at home sat in front of the window. He stared out into the dark and tried to count the lightning bugs. His mom would blurt out, “Okay, let’s go over your spelling words.” So he bluffed his way as though he had studied but there was no use….letters were reversed. Another night. In the tub, then saying prayers by 8:30. If only his father, who didn’t live with him, was there! He prayed so hard to him.

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No one knows the artistic mind of childhood dreams, especially when many things in life are incomprehensible. Dyslexics only observe their life like a race. Their peers succeed, leaving them behind to only dream and think, “Why can’t I be as lucky as them?” But our God above knows, like a mother’s love, when one is so distraught. Where discipline was physical abuse, the frustrations would then grow as his living became more difficult.

Looking to the heavens today, where only answered prayers are sent, we see this little child again, struggling to do another mission – God’s work. We now listen to the innocence of a silent voice – one that brings home the memories of messages of long ago. For no one could ever imagine that that little child, today, would ever become an author! No one – not even him!

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You have just read an emotionally-charged, true story written and lived through the eyes of its “author”, Dana S. Bicks. Though it was very difficult for him to recall and write these early moments of his life, his message can be read loud and clear – NOTHING IS UNATTAINABLE! With God’s hands lying over top of his, dyslexia has come as his greatest gift….the gift of creativity.

Exodus 4:10-12

But Moses pleaded with the Lord, “O Lord, I’m not very good with words. I never have been, and I’m not now, even though you have spoken to me. I get tongue-tied, and my words get tangled.” Then the Lord asked Moses, “Who makes a person’s mouth? Who decides whether people speak or do not speak, hear or do not hear, see or do not see? Is it not I, the Lord? Now go! I will be with you as you speak, and I will instruct you in what to say.”

 

 


EDITOR’S NOTES:

I do not profess to be in this medical field so my notes, here, will not dwell into the causes of learning disabilities. Rather, I prefer to expand your knowledge about the thought processes of adults with these types of handicaps.

Your chances of knowing someone with an LD are pretty good. Do not assume that learning disabilities are always a bad thing. For many individuals, an LD gives them a distinct advantage. Consider these facts:

  • People with dyslexia tend to be broad thinkers, and intuitive. They are a sign of character and strength when tackling every day’s problems.
  • Dyslexics are often said to possess exceptional creative skills and an ability to bring together ideas from different areas of their life – an original and out of the box thinker, if you will. (Excellent story tellers and writers, you think?)
  • Many individuals have the dual diagnosis of being both gifted and LD. Therefore, everyone stands to gain from their brilliant mind.

 

Do you or someone you know, suffer, as an adult, with learning disabilities? Here is a list of suggestions to overcome LD adult fears of success:

  • Work at a job that takes advantage of your strengths.
  • Get lots of physical exercise.
  • Identify people who, “say what they mean and mean what they say” and hang out with them as much as possible.
  • Find that special thing that you do extremely well and run with it!
  • A positive attitude makes a big difference.
  • Remember that you do not have to be perfect!
  • Work in an area with few distractions so as to remain focused on the job at hand.
  • Use books-on-tape and assistive technology, such as screen readers, voice-recognition computer software, and spell check features.

Above all, pray for God to bless you with all your capabilities! He does answer prayers! God uses the disabled for His glory. He allows some people to be disabled to show His awesome love for all of creation and to help us imitate His love.

 


Learning Disabilities and the Law:

Public Law 105-17, the Individuals with Disabilities Education Act Amendments of 1997, is the federal special education law. IDEA was signed into law in June 1997, with final federal regulations published in March 1999. This law replaces all earlier versions of Public Law 94-142, the Education of All Handicapped Children Act of 1975.

In 2004, there was a reauthorization of the Individuals with Disabilities Education Improvement Act, where significant changes were made as to the identification of individuals with learning disabilities so that they can receive the needed educational services.