Life Has No Reverse

 

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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 didn’t happen. In fact, it worsened with the complexity of growing up. I reflect today and wonder how in the world I made it through the storms of previous generations. The residue left little for me to conquer, not to mention my compounding disabilities.

Saved by God’s grace, I rose to the challenge. He gives us choices in life. I was determined to be better than the inherited memories I’d just as soon forget, so I remained in prayer….

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Life has no reverse. There isn’t a miracle that can turn back the hands of time, even in God’s hands. But, if we pray consistently for answers, sometimes God will give us a hint into His plans. I believe there comes a time when the Lord says enough is enough and He lets us preview His intentions. Protecting what’s left of humanity, blessings will flow, and we will be born again in a summery spring shower.

Windows of light will ignite the spirit. Even though our future may appear grim to us now, God has a purpose for everything, but it’s in His perfect timing. We may not find out until much later precisely what God’s purpose is but patience must become a virtue. Eventually, God will let you in on His idea. I could not believe it when it happened to me.

In 1985, I was headed in a completely different direction when God gave me a sneak preview into my future. I inadvertently held a young blonde’s hand, and when I did, I somehow knew God was blessing something about to happen in my future. Thirty-two years later she became my wife! Living, life, and love – God abounds no matter where your persona lies. God is always with us. I quietly sit and reflect on the failures that I endured, but I know now it was worth it all.

Do not fear giving God your messes in life! He is the Great Comforter that calms the raging waters. He soothes broken hearts, relieves the pain of loss, and heals the sick. We should understand nothing in His plan will ultimately harm us. Give your life to him! Live righteously, love your neighbor as yourself. Don’t forget to thank God too for the new you. You’ll love it!

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You may blow it

“Life is most risky when it is sweetest. That is when you can blow it.” (Romilia Quotes)

This is true. You are careful with your life when life is not easy; when you lack the means to live an easy life.

But when you have the means to live an easy life, it becomes very easy to derail; to think you can do whatever you like; and you start venturing into things that can destroy you.

At all times you should be level headed and more especially when life is going well for you.

It is a sign of both wisdom and maturity.

Do not blow it! You may blow your life.

Equal-Partnership Concept In The Marriage Is The New Age Romance…

Relationship dynamics are much more vital than these traditional pre-defined norms. As I said every couple knows their expectations, strengths and weaknesses and accordingly they find out what works best for them. I think, for couples today, the key is establishing an equal partnership which includes everything being shared, be it chores, emotional support or finances. To read more please click here

THAT ONE MINUTE THAT ONE CALL..

What is our life today….. ???

Every day we live life as a routine – we wake up praying that our day should be good but its not always the same.. sometimes joy, sometimes stressed, sometimes emotional, sometimes nothing so special… In this daily routine we come across so many people so many messages and only a few calls.

But the question that comes to my mind do we smile at all those people who smiled at us today, do we respond to all the messages that we received in during the day and the last one – do we remember to really call back those who called us.

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Friends – our life is short or long is not the point but the truth is life doesnot wait for anyone – The time gone is gone, day gone is gone.

Many times we say I will meet you later, i will talk to you later, i will call you back later, i will message you later.. but that later never comes ; time passes by, day passes by, month passes by…..

By the time we remember or we take time to revert back we may get the very heart breaking message that the person we wished to reach is no more in this world.

Even at home when our parents, our dear ones, our relatives or our friends come hurriedly approaching us to share something, we say just spare a minute or just give me few minutes I will listen to you.. but many times we are so busy in our life, so much that the ONE MINUTE turns to be One hour or 24 hours or 1 week or so on and on and the voice that had come to share something with us is still waiting for us with a hope.

In this busy life we are so much engrossed that the ONE MINUTE which we promised to our dear ones never comes back again and within a blink we may even lose our closest ones and haunt the whole life of ours with a scar of guilt and regret.

So friends please give that ONE MINUTE, give a reply promptly to the loving messages you receive daily, do call back at the earliest to the call that you missed.. be a reason for someone’s happiness and please do not be a regret for someone’s life.

THAT ONE MINUTE THAT ONE CALL.. Always Remember !!!!

Making The Bed

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This is my bed. It is a black metal futon frame with a Full size mattress on it. The futon came with a typical futon mattress and for over two years I slept on the futon mattress (though I added a foam eggshell mattress topper).

Realized several years ago my mental health is going down the tubes when my kitchen gets to be a mess. The kitchen is the one room in the house I need to have clean. I can have piles of papers and clean and dirty clothes but if there are piles of dishes in the sink and the stove is not wiped off then something is wrong.

More recently I have discovered how much making my bed affects my mental state. My grandmother used to always make her bed. She made mine too, and tried to get me to make my own bed when I was old enough. My grandparent’s bed had a bed skirt and everything. It was a Queen size bed. Box Spring, mattress,  and a wooden headboard.  The Headboard matched the dresser and both were given to my grandparent’s as a gift from some of the parishioners of one of the Churches Grandfather served.

My grandmother had a hand embroidered Quilt Set. It was white with a blue cornflower motif. The bed skirt, top quilt, and several throw pillows made up the set. She would make the bed as most people do.  Fitted sheet, Top sheet, light cover (made for sleeping) and the decorative cornflower top quilt (not made for sleeping). She would finish it off with the decorative pillows.

Yeah, that isn’t me.  I learned from grandfather how to make hospital corners. My first job was a housekeeper at a Days Inn. So I made plenty of beds….not necessarily my own. For a long time even sleeping with any type of sheet on the bed was a hit or miss. I don’t do Top sheets at all. I was staying at friend’s house and her parents had a sleeper sofa. To make it more comfortable her mom had put one of the crushed velveteen blankets under the fitted sheet. Then the Top sheet and the sleeping cover. No need for a decorative quilt on a sleeper sofa. Without the use of my CPAP I run marathons in my sleep. I turn to one side and then the other. One time I did a complete 180 in my bed and woke up where my feet had been when I went to sleep the night before. Anyway, the next day when my friend’s mom went to strip and remake the bed we discovered I had not only bunched up the top sheet under the cover but I had somehow manage to strip the velveteen blanket under the fitted sheet without removing the fitted sheet.

At this point in my life my bedding consist of a fitted sheet, the blanket you see on the bed in the photo and three body pillows–with pillow casings (another non consistent item in my bed making).  I added the only two throw pillows I have left which I care about. The Hello Kitty one I found while touring an empty apartment. It was in a really high cabinet which may or may not have had a rifle in it as well. The realtor agent never told me. The second throw pillow is in the color and has the House Crest of my favorite House in Harry Potter: Slytherin. The pillow was hand embroidered by a friend of mine who loves Harry Potter as much (or even more) than I do.

While my bed is simple to make, the act of making it, and of laundering sheets, pillowcases, and cover one a month or as needed, gives me sense of peace and order; starting my day off on the right note.

My suggestion to anyone who feels out of control or anxiety ridden or in a bad place mentally is to find the “making your bed” thing to help you through, to get you back on track. It might be journaling when you first wake up, or having a cup of coffee, or walking, or it make actually be making your bed. Whatever it is, having one thing which helps all the other things in life move easier through day is invaluable.

Work And Spirituality

Upward Journeys

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One of the key tenets of Buddhism is that you do a job that is ethical.  The funny thing is, what drew me to Buddhism is that it just seems to make sense to me.  Moreover, I look back at my life, and I see it’s truth as it happened.  I was happy, and well; thriving, when I volunteered for the FoodBank.  I got very ill when I worked as a soulless marketer.  I think about all the skills I’ve learned and will learn doing blogging, and I know I could apply it to something soulless and lucrative… but I don’t want to.  Where would I get the motivation from?

Building this idea is exciting and motivating.  It means so much to see I’ve helped someone.  I don’t know if this is spirituality or ethics or just plain sense, but I do this because I love it and I love…

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